cute husband

Chapter 402
What the Holy One said was definitely not a simple talk. Since he said it, he really went to the direction of Zizhuyuan openly.

White clothes and gold face, elegant demeanor.

What the Holy One walked was not the road, but the eaves of the treetops, each step was smoother than walking on the road, and his robes were gently blown away by the wind, so that people passing by who saw them couldn't help but stamp their feet and cast their gazes .

It's just that he walks seemingly casually and silently, but his speed is extremely fast. Every time he flickers in front of people's eyes, he only feels his figure engraved in his mind. His real figure is already ten meters away, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye. It's hard to find a way to find it, it really looks like that frightening dragon floating in the air and vigorous.

"Hey, what is that man holding in his hand?" The young son of the big family asked his friend beside him.

The young master's friend also saw the white shadow passing by the eaves and pavilions, and then looked at that person, only a picturesque back was left.He recalled the memory picture in his mind, and said uncertainly, "Cake?"

"Huh?" The young man had actually seen it himself, but he asked his friend only if he was not sure.After getting this answer from his friend, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and then asked, "I seem to see that he is eating?"

"...Actually, I seem to have seen it too." My friend continued.

The two men peeped at each other, and their expressions became more and more strange.

Such a handsome man, walking above people's heads in broad daylight, has an elegant and leisurely demeanor, he doesn't seem to be practicing lightness kung fu, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry.So, what is he up to?Could it be that he was just bored with actual combat and light kung fu, looking around, and specially wrapped the pastry in a handkerchief, and ate it while walking?
"Maybe we were dazzled by the flowers." The young man said in a nasty voice.

The friend nodded with a smile.

Shengzun is just as Shuilong said - I am the only one!
He eats as he walks along the way, so casual that he doesn't pay attention to the people along the way. If someone blocks his way, if he looks pleasing to the eye, he will use his eyes to signal the other person to give way; Going out is a matter of course.

At this time, a woman in plain clothes stopped in front of him.

"But Lord Shengzun?" The first sentence the woman asked shocked the minds of the people gathered below.

Holy...respect...big...man!

They all know these four words separately, and they also know them together, but the meanings are completely different.

The people who quickly gathered below were all because of the existence of the woman, and at this time because of the woman's words, they looked at the Holy One in shock.

White clothes, golden masks.

That's right, this is indeed the dress and logo of the Holy One according to the rumors.Because there are always traces of the Holy One recently, many people will no longer wear masks, especially the golden mask, for fear of offending the Holy Lord.

According to the rumors, there is a [-]% chance that Lord Shengzun will appear in the martial arts conference this year. This is a rumor... At this time... Could it be that they are going to witness the truth!
The men and women below thought this way, and looked at the Holy One more carefully.

The white clothes are indeed white clothes, but the white clothes are too ordinary.The golden mask is indeed a golden mask, but it is too monotonous, and there is only half of it.The man is indeed a man, but the ostentation is too bad, why is there no follower around him?

Also, what is this man holding in his hand?
Everyone saw the pastry bag held in the left hand of the saint with keen eyes, and the white ice cream with a gap in the right hand of the saint, and the black lines were all over the head immediately.

"Sister Ye, how could he be Lord Shengzun? If you just randomly call someone as Lord Shengzun, what should you do if the real Lord Shengzun heard you?" Said a pretty girl in purple beside the woman in plain clothes.

The plain-clothed woman who was called Sister Ye by the purple-clothed girl had an ice-cold and good-looking appearance. She was wearing an ice-blue plain dress, but a blood-red streamer was wrapped around her wrist. The stunning cold face is more aloof and arrogant than the red plum on the top of the iceberg, and it cannot be violated.

This woman just needs to stand there without saying anything, and she can become the focus of anyone's eyes.

Her beauty is too indifferent and too aggressive to make men have a huge desire to conquer. Few people in the world do not know her identity and name.

Ye Gulin, the only disciple of the Great Elder Huangshan Jianling, is also the leader of Huangshan Jianling's younger generation.

At this moment, everyone in the Jianghu knows that high is inviolable, and Ye Gulin, who has never shown color to men, is staring closely at a man in white clothes and a golden face. Her eyes seem to be warm, and anyone can feel the strong emotion inside. emotion.

"But Lord Shengzun?" Ye Gulin asked again.

Her voice was still cold, but there was already a slight tremor.She took a step forward, and then quickly retracted the foot she stepped out, as if she was eager for something, but also timidly scrupled about something.

The Holy One glanced at Ye Gulin lightly, with that clear and too ordinary gaze, as if casually glancing at the passing flowers and trees.

He squeezed the cream and put it into his mouth again, his lips were covered with soft and rustling powdered sugar, his bright red tongue stuck out his lips, and licked off the powdered sugar on his lips, the overly sweet and sticky taste made the Holy One I don't like it very much.

Feijing Qianshan's pastry chef is very poor.

The Holy One thought about it, but he still didn't spit out the food in his mouth.

She was worried that he would be hungry, so she specially asked him to take it with him.

The holy venerable raised his lips slightly, without looking at the more and more people gathered below, he still walked forward domineeringly.

Ye Gulin was bewildered by the gentleness of the smile on the corner of the man's mouth in front of her.

She can't mistake this golden mask, she can't mistake this pair of eyes that are always clear and pure, and she can't mistake this clear and natural temperament.

Because this man has long made her bewitched, like a demon in the depths of her heart and soul, maybe one day, she will not recognize herself, and she will never recognize this man.

"Master Shengzun." Every time I turned around late at night and couldn't sleep, the man kept appearing in my mind, the man who entangled her mind again and again.

Ye Gulin rationally told herself that she should get out of the way and absolutely not block the way of Lord Shengzun.

However, it's been too long, too long, they haven't seen each other for several years?She finally saw him again, knowing that the other party never asked for anything from her, and knowing that the other party didn't need her to do anything for him at all, but she still kept hoping to get a little return in return.

Ye Gulin's cold mask was finally broken, and she looked at the Holy One with hot eyes, her face full of longing and beauty, like a red plum that broke through the ice and opened, blooming beautifully.

(End of this chapter)