The little beggar won the contest to recruit relatives, and all the people in the market gathered here, and he had to support him with hard work from two yamen servants.

Wang Dashuang's forehead was sweating like rain, and his handkerchief was wet. But he had to go out to stabilize the situation anyway. The old man stood up and walked to the middle of the ring, "Everyone, everyone, although this little hero beat the little girl by one and a half moves, but he is still too young to marry a little girl." Ignoring the sarcasm from the people below, he continued, "Besides, I was competing in martial arts to recruit relatives, and this little hero didn't know martial arts. It was all because the chivalrous man taught four tricks temporarily that the little hero won. , do! Don’t count~”

This is still the rhythm of repentance, but for the sake of my daughter, it is worth it to sacrifice this old face.

"How can you be so dishonest?"

"It's not because I didn't believe what I said, it's because the little hero is too young. In this way, I will take out five gold bars and a set of yards for the little hero. When he grows up, I will tell the little hero a good family. .I will take good care of the little hero as my own son. Are you satisfied?"

"Being your son, wouldn't it be a big violation of the rules for a younger brother to marry an older sister? Hahaha——"

The onlookers were full of troublemakers, and Wang Dashuang was almost killed by them, "It's not like this, it's not like this, I won't be a son anymore, and I won't marry my little girl."

But the masses still refused.

"Sir, this sir, you caused this matter, you have to say a few words anyway." Wang Dashuang really had no choice but to look at the smiling Dulan, as if he had grasped the last straw, " Make room, please come up, Mr.

A passage was opened in front of Duran, and the people on both sides really didn't think it was a big deal, but they wanted to see what the instigator would have to say about it.

Duran walked slowly to the bottom of the ring, and then floated onto the ring.

"Sir, you made me miserable." Wang Dashuang can only lower his figure now, he can see that Du Lan must have a lot of background, otherwise he has already announced that his little girl is favored by Cihang Jingzhai, how can ordinary people dare to come make trouble.

Dulan ignored him, but looked at the little beggar, "Not bad, not bad, high-level qualifications, much better than your beautiful wife."

Now the little beggar is completely at a loss, and it is unreasonable for things to turn out like this. The little beggar never thought that he could win, and now his mind is blank, and he doesn't know whether it is joy or sorrow.

So when Duran asked, the little beggar was still out of his mind.

After all, he was still a child, and at this time, he was still distracted.

"Sir, sir, I haven't asked your name yet, what kind of sect do you belong to?"

"I don't need to tell you. You just need to know that even if your daughter enters Cihang Jingzhai, her master will not trouble me. So you died and let Cihang Jingzhai come out to speak Think about it, the two Cihang disciples over there will naturally not stand up."

Everyone heard Dulan's words, and ordinary people did not understand the meaning of these words. But the martial arts people who are doing it all think that Dulan is crazy, who else can Cihang Jingzhai besides Demon Sect? Could it be that this man is a demon, his style looks very similar. Thinking of this, the martial arts practitioners became frightened, and some even backed away slowly.

When Dulan said this, Wang Dashuang was helpless. Now he didn't know the details of Dulan, nor did he know whether he was true or not. my family?"

"Of course not. Although this kid is young, he has high qualifications. As long as he finds a famous teacher to guide him, he will definitely achieve a great career." Suddenly Dulan suddenly said, "You guys despise the name Gousheng, why not me?" Give him a name. I heard that your family name is Wang, your name is Wang Dashuang, and your daughter's name is Wang Qianqian. How about this, I will name Gousheng Xiaoyaozi."

"Forehead……"

...

Speechless, what does the names of the Wang family's father and daughter have to do with it? Why is this person speaking so out of tune.

"The big name is Xiaoyaozi, but the little life is still called Gousheng." Dulan said, "Gousheng, did you hear that?"

Dulan's voice suddenly exploded like thunder, bringing the little beggar back to his senses, "Okay."

"Well, Xiaoyaozi, I'll change your clothes so that you won't be looked down upon." Dulan looked up and down, saw through the little beggar's figure, and then clapped his hands lightly, and the little beggar changed.

This is not magic, the little beggar is clean, and even changed into a suit of clothes, turning into a little lady carved with jade.

"..."

Dead silence, this is not martial arts, this is supernatural power, it's too powerful.

"Shangxian? Shangxian." At this moment, Wang Dashuang completely bowed down, and even knelt down on the ring. With such supernatural powers, he could be anything but a god. Thinking of this, Wang Dashuang's eyes lit up, then his daughter's marriage is a marriage bestowed by gods, isn't our Wang family about to prosper.

Thinking of this, Wang Dashuang thanked his ancestors in his heart. It must be the good deeds of the ancestors that made their father and daughter meet the gods. Well, now, bad things have turned into good things.

The ignorant people also knelt down, and Dulan turned the little beggar into a noble son, which was too mysterious.

Du Lan did not deny that this kid was ten years behind Wang Qianqian, so it was really a mess. Wang Qianqian was originally an independent person, and what she hated most was being arranged for her own future, even if she was a god, she would never even think about marrying this little beggar.

But the little beggar's face was flushed, and his big eyes kept aiming at the 'wife' he had won.

Today Dulan's main purpose is to attack Cihang Jingzhai's reputation. Even if Wang Dashuang himself doesn't bring up the matter of his daughter being selected, Dulan will find an opportunity to say so. Cihang Jingzhai's prestige is so high that he can easily gather huge power, which is extremely detrimental to future stability.

So Cihang Jingzhai has to keep a low profile, or the suppression will continue.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that this 'immortal' is against Cihang Jingzhai. What does that mean? If Cihang Jingzhai doesn't have the heart of a god, then the problem will be serious.

Is Cihang Jingzhai powerful, or is it a god? Of course, the gods are powerful. Is it good to fight against the gods?

As long as this kind of statement is spread, it will deal a great blow to Cihang Jingzhai's reputation among the people.

It's just that the matter on the ring depends on how Duran solves it. The little Zhengtai who was irresponsibly named Xiaoyaozi by Dulan is indeed very talented. As long as Dulan cultivates it, he will definitely become a strange man for thousands of girls to compete for. If Wang Qianqian were to marry this young lady now, she would definitely make a profit.

If he didn't want to, anyway, Dulan took Xiao Zhengtai away, and then tampered with the memories of everyone present, and the Wang family could still live.

"You two speak for yourself." Du Lan kicked the ball to Wang Qianqian and Xiaoyaozi.

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