"Master, please tell me."

Ling Yunbai blinked in confusion, why did the head of the Feng family refer to them? No one in their group would raise their hands at all.

But when the person being accused spoke, Ling Yunbai suddenly realized that it was his eldest brother Ling Yundu who raised his hand.

The reason why the head of the Feng family was the first to answer Ling Yundu's question was mainly because he and Chi Hui stood together.

Not long ago, Chi Hui felt unhappy because of Huang Pang's incident. Naturally, the head of the Feng family wanted to try his best to give Chi Hui more face in other ways.

Ling Ze was so angry that he was so angry with this unfilial descendant who deserved a beating.

He had tried so hard to persuade him so many times, but it turned out that he only said he agreed, but in fact he didn't take it seriously at all.

Now he is still thinking about going on stage to fight. Why doesn't he go to heaven?

Ling Yundu felt Ling Ze's sharp gaze, but he was not afraid or regretful.

He is already in such a miserable state, no matter how hard he goes, he won't be more miserable than he is now.

His grandfather was only nice to him on the surface, but in fact the family had given up on him long ago, and now they only had Ling Yunbai in their eyes.

"Which girl from the Feng family are you choosing as a Taoist companion this time?"

Ling Yundu's words can be said to have brought out the feelings of many people.

Although there are rumors that he is choosing a Taoist partner for Miss Thirty-three, the eldest daughter's direct wife, but whether it is true or not has to be confirmed by the Feng family.

"This is a good question, young master. It's my fault that I didn't explain it clearly just now.

Our Feng family is choosing a Taoist companion for Qingcheng this time."

"Is it Miss Thirty-three's phoenix that charms the city?"

Several monks couldn't hold back and asked almost in unison.

The head of the Feng family smiled.

"Yes, exactly."

Now the monks surrounding the stage were very excited, that was the most outstanding Qingcheng girl from the Feng family.

If you marry such a nun and go home, it's worth it even if you die drunk in a gentle village.

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

Ling Yundu cupped his fists slightly towards the head of the Feng family, showing the demeanor of a noble young man from an aristocratic family.

The head of the Feng family was even more satisfied. This young master is really good and he can pay close attention to him.

After Ling Yundu finished asking, the head of the Feng family ordered another male cultivator who looked to be in his forties.

"Fellow Taoist, what do you want to ask?"

"Thank you, patriarch, for giving me this opportunity. I want to make sure. Is it really not about identity?

I'm just a casual cultivator, if I win in the end, Miss Qingcheng will also become a Taoist couple with me, right?"

"Of course, I have just said that everyone is treated equally."

[Buanwan, the patriarch of the Feng family lied. 】

Feng Qingqing is now in the Nascent Soul realm, and her vision and hearing are even sharper. She can still see it even from a distance.

When the head of the Feng family answered this question, his eyes flickered quickly.

So, he is lying.

[Yes, the Feng family has abolished such a big Zhou Zhang, and is choosing a Taoist companion for the best girl of the Feng family's generation. They are determined to choose the best one. 】

[But what should I do if the person standing in the ring three days later is a male cultivator with no identity background like this casual cultivator? 】

[They must have thought of a way to control it. If the last person left is really not what they want, they will let the person they found in advance come on stage to compete and win the game. 】

【Buanwan, what you said makes sense.】

The casual cultivator was also satisfied.

The head of the Feng family asked several monks by name, and then announced that the beating would officially begin tomorrow.

"Since everyone is here, don't leave in a hurry. Next, Qingcheng will perform a dance for everyone."

"Okay, okay, if I can see Miss Qingcheng dancing, I can die right now."

A monk in the foundation building stage shouted exaggeratedly.

The monks standing next to him leaned aside one after another. This man must be seriously ill.

They are monks, and their ultimate goal is the road to immortality, not a female monk.

This is what they are thinking now, after the phoenix appears on the stage and dances.

Their thoughts are somewhat similar to those of the foundation-building monks.

Fairy music sounded on the stage, and a woman in white with wide sleeves and a long skirt fell from the sky accompanied by falling petals.

The charming fragrance floated to the audience, instantly making many monks take a deep breath intoxicated.

This Miss Qingcheng is really like a fairy from heaven.

She has red lips and white teeth, icy muscles and jade bones, and a graceful figure. Every time she raises her eyes or raises her hands, she is full of charm.

God, there are female nuns who can be so beautiful.

This temperament is also amazing.

Looking at the beautiful and expectant young girl on the stage, Feng Wan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

This girl was the most beautiful one surrounded by people in the carriage on the street that day.

A pair of deer-like eyes that make people want to hold her in their arms and protect her.

Feng Qingqing felt sour immediately when she saw Feng Wan looking at Feng Wu Qingcheng on the stage.

With a movement of his body, he stood in front of the Tyrant Lion, and at the same time cut off Feng Wan's sight.

The Tyrant Lion was watching happily when he was suddenly blocked by someone.

I was a little confused at first, but soon I understood that Qingqing was jealous.

[Qingqing, please get out of the way first and listen to Wu tell you.]

[I’m sorry, Senior Tyrant Lion, I didn’t mean to block your view.]

Feng Qingqing was a little embarrassed and stepped aside to give up her position.

Tyrant Lion enlightened Feng Qingqing while watching the stage.

[Qingqing, you have to have confidence in yourself. In Wanwan’s mind, your position is designated to be at the front. 】

Tyrant Lion's explanation is worse than no explanation at all, which is simply more heartbreaking.

【That is to say, I am not the first?】

[First, this is actually more difficult, but you just need to know that in Xiao Wanwan’s mind, your position is before your master.]

【When you say that, I feel much better.】

Lord Buran is almost the dream couple of all the female cultivators in the Nine Wilds, and his cultivation level is extremely high.

No matter where you beat him, it would be a great feeling of accomplishment.

Seeing that Feng Qingqing had figured it out, Ba Tianshi continued to watch the fun happily.

He doesn't like beauties, he just wants to watch beautiful dances.

A quarter of an hour later, after the dance was over, the phoenix gracefully stopped its spinning body and bowed deeply to the audience.

"Thank you everyone for liking my dance."

"Feng Wu Qingcheng" is not only good-looking and good at dancing, but also has a gentle and pleasant voice. Even if you listen to it several times, you still can't get enough.

"Miss Qingcheng, the dance just now was too short. We didn't get enough of it. Can you dance again?"

"Yes, we really like your dance."

The phoenix dancing in the city's charming smile is just right.

"Thank you for your encouragement and support, but I was a little tired from dancing just now, so why not change to something else."

"Ah, I'm tired. It's better not to jump, otherwise we will feel bad."

Tyrant Lion couldn't help but smile and narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

This group of monks is really interesting. Feng Wu Qingcheng is a monk in the late stage of foundation building. How could he be tired after dancing for a while?

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