After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

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

After about a quarter of an hour, the people were basically all there.

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

"The hour has come, why haven't people come yet? Could it be that he forgot?"

The second elder next to him looked at him and asked, "What are you looking for? You are in a hurry."

The first elder said helplessly: "It's not the precious little apprentice of the old ancestor! The time has come and he hasn't appeared yet. I'm afraid he won't come again."

When the second elder heard it, he was equally nervous, "No way? After all, how can you say that he is a closed disciple of the ancestor, and he didn't come last time. If he doesn't come this time... Will someone have an opinion?"

The first elder shook his head, "I hope it's not what we thought. Since the ancestor has already said that he will come, it shouldn't happen again, right?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Hey! It's here! Thank goodness, it's finally here!"

The first elder's reaction also attracted the attention of others on the stage. The others followed his line of sight at the same time, only to see behind the crowd, a young man in a white robe and a half-mask on his face, holding a young man in his arms. A white cat-like little magic pet is slowly coming.

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

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

Mo Ge in his arms rubbed his arm and called out softly, "Ow..." (The master is fine.)

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

Spotless white clothes, slender, holding Mo Ge in his arms, looking straight ahead without squinting, exuding an innate noble temperament, and a hint of coldness, making it difficult for people to ignore his existence.

For a time, everyone felt curious, and some female disciples couldn't help but ask, "Who is he? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"I don't know, but it's a pity to see him with a mask on. I think he must be very good-looking!" The female disciple next to him said a little excitedly.

However, there are also people who are very disdainful of Wangyou, and look at him with some malicious eyes.

A handsome-looking man deliberately looked at Wangyou, "Who is this? Oh! How dare you be late? Besides, it seems that you don't like us very much? Are you still wearing a mask? What kind of mystery?"

The man who seemed to be his sidekick immediately flattered, "Brother Qin is right! Many times, people who wear masks are not because they are good-looking, but because they are ugly and can't see people. They wear masks to hide their ugliness!"

The two of them didn't deliberately avoid speaking, they just put the volume out, as if they were afraid that Wangyou wouldn't be able to hear them.

However... the only response to the two of them was indifference.

Others who didn't have this kind of thinking at first felt the same after being said so, and another man said: "Looking at his aloof appearance, maybe he just disdains to stand with us?"

How could the first elder and second elder above not hear it? Eyelids jumped, and the second elder immediately shouted to the disciples below: "What's the noise? All quiet!"