"Murong Fengqing, you don't have to show off here!" Suddenly, a handsome male voice came from the crowd, with a deep magnetic voice and a strong sense of anger, which made people around subconsciously divert their attention.

Outside the garden, a black figure is tall and straight. It looks like a sharp sword in the sun, shining with a gorgeous light.

Ningwang Baili Ningyu.

Murong wind looked at not far away from the hundred Li Ning Yu, heart uncontrollable beat up, surging up a kind of inexplicable emotion.

Go to you, is a slag man, you heart a P, since you left, don't nostalgia, waiting for me to help you revenge!

Murong wind secretly finish saying, that kind of unknown heartbeat feeling really slowly fade down, slowly tend to calm.

Bai Li Ning Yu is really a bit of beauty. Murong Feng glances at him. With his figure and a piece of skin, he is just a little better than animals. He can give him 60 points.

This is the highest score Murong Fengqing has ever given to a man.

Except for that one, Murong Fengqing thought of that white colored embryo that night, and thought that the man was a little bit better than Baili Ning.

How could she think of that pervert.

"Lord." Seeing the man who appeared, Murong ruoeu seemed to see the Savior, with a beautiful face. After a pitiful look at Bai Li Ning Yu, he turned away and put away his tears alone.

Suddenly, Murong Feng listens to the sound of air extraction.

Since ancient times, the tears of beauty have always been moving, especially this seemingly stubborn but extremely weak side face, is to seize the man's heart.

Tears are really good things! Let Murong Fengqing also want to squeeze two drops, try to make people nauseous.

"Don't be afraid, ruer. No one can hurt you with my king." The sweetheart shed tears, and Baili Ningyu was naturally distressed. She came to Murong ruoru's side with an arrow. She comforted her with a soft voice and wanted to rely on her with her broad chest.

Unfortunately, Murong ruoru stepped back first.

"Like you?" Seeing this, Bai Li Ning Yu didn't understand it. They were still well at first, but they came here to ask for a marriage today. Why is it so unusual today.

"Mr. Wang, ruer is very happy that you can come to ruer's hairpin ceremony, but there are differences between men and women. Today ruer and hairpin ceremony are more important." Murong ruoru looks at the hundred Li Ning Yu with some apology, but the Yingying eye wave of the fundus of the eye makes the hundred Li Ning Yu's heart almost pull up.

"Don't worry. Today, I'm here to propose marriage with you and Ji. The matchmaker is Bai Hong, the leader of the moon hall, the branch of Qianling palace, my master." As soon as Bai Li Ning Yu's words fall, many people will pay attention to the old man in grey robe who comes with Bai Li Ning Yu. Although he is old, he is still energetic, his eyes are sharp, and there is no old color on his face.

This is one of the most powerful branches of Qianling palace. It is said that Bai Hong, the leader of Yuetang hall, has stepped into the rank of Emperor Wu. His martial arts are among the best in Yuntian.

There are six levels in the martial class: wuzhe, Wushi, wuzun, Wuhuang, Wuzong and Wushen.

There are only a few martial gods in the whole Yuntian continent for thousands of years.

It is said that the master of Qianling palace is only a senior martial arts master. He has not yet broken through to become a martial arts God, but he is already in a state of perfection

The master of the moon hall came as a matchmaker, which is to give Murong ruoru and Baili Ningyu a long face. With him, even the emperor has a thin face.

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