After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

On Zongmen Square, most of the disciples have already gathered here, and some are also coming here.

About another quarter of an hour later, the personnel were almost there.

The Great Elder stood on a high platform in the square, overlooking the group of people below, as if looking for someone in the crowd.

"The hour is here, why haven't people here yet? Isn't that forgotten?"

The second elder next to him looked at him and immediately asked: "What are you looking for? It depends on you in a hurry."

The Grand Elder said helplessly: "I'm not the precious little apprentice of the ancestor! The hour has come and hasn't appeared yet, I'm afraid he won't come again."

When the second elder heard this, he was also nervous, "No? After all, he is the closed disciple of the ancestor. He didn't come last time. If he doesn't come again this time... will someone have opinions?"

The elder shook his head, "I hope it's not what we thought, since the ancestors have already said that he will come, shouldn't that happen again?"

After speaking, his eyes lit up, and he was surprised: "Hey! Coming! Thank God, it's finally here!"

The reaction of the elder also attracted the attention of other people on the stage. The others looked at him and looked in the direction of his sight. Behind the crowd, a young man dressed in a white robe and a half-masked face was hugging a young man. A little white cat, like a cat, is coming slowly.

Others couldn't help but wonder: "Who is this?"

Wangyou looked at the crowd in the square, with many eyes focused on him, couldn't help frowning, and said to the little demon in his arms: "I don't like this feeling."

Mo Ge in his arms rubbed his arm, and whispered softly: "Woo..." (The master is fine.)

At this time, all the participants lined up and stood up, Wangyou gradually approached, standing at the end of the line, keeping a certain distance from these people. But in this way, other people also saw his existence.

The slim white clothes, slender figure, embracing Mo Ge, looked forward without squinting, and exuded a natural noble temperament with a hint of cold air, making it difficult for people to ignore his existence.

For a while, everyone felt curious, and some female disciples couldn't help asking, "Who is he? Why haven't they seen it before?"

"I don't know, it's a pity to see him with a mask, I think he must look very beautiful!" The female disciple next to him said with a little excitement.

However, there are also some people who are very disdainful of Wangyou, and the look in his eyes is somewhat unkind.

A handsome-looking man deliberately looked at forgetting worry, "Who is this? Ha! What a big shelf, dare to be late? Besides, it seems that you don’t like us very much? He is wearing a mask? What kind of mystery?"

The man on the side looked like a man in his class, and immediately pleased him, "Ge Qin is right! Many times, people who wear masks are not because they look good, but because the ugly ones can't see people. They wear masks to hide their ugliness!"

The two of them didn't deliberately avoid taboos when they spoke, and they just turned the volume up, as if they were afraid that they would not hear them.

But... the response to both of them was just indifference.

Other people who didn't have this kind of thoughts were said so, but they felt so, and another man said: "Looking at his upright appearance, maybe he just disdains to stand with us?"

Wouldn't the elder and the second elder above hear it? Eyelids twitched, the second elder immediately shouted to the disciples below: "What is noisy? Be quiet!"