Fellow Daoist, Your Script Is So Beautiful

Chapter 117 Miss Wangdie please say

In Baibaotang, the Holy Land of Qianling, countless monks who came to Baibaotang to buy magic treasures and medicines were all unable to walk.

Or they are walking, the body keeps moving forward, but the head is getting more and more backward, and the neck can hardly be held back.

Big!

It's really big!

How can it be so big?

It's really big!

Looking at the woman walking with the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, they refreshed their outlook on life.

Obviously the other party was wearing the ordinary Taoist uniform of Fuchen Holy Land, and the style was very loose.

However, the girl wore it with a tight-fitting feeling, perfectly outlining the woman's curves.

This figure is really too much.

It's like making a man call out malnutrition after watching it!

Let the woman doubt her life on the spot after seeing it.

Difficult to look away from the pair of No. 1 peaks in the world, when they saw the woman's face, they shouted in unison, let no one live!

Even if you are in good shape!

Why is she still so pretty?

A fair face with soft lines.

The faint crescent eyebrows are quite a bit otherworldly.

A pair of cold big eyes blinked lightly, like the ice butterflies flying in the snow, but it made people willing to go to the cold.

Long eyelashes, a straight pink nose, and a small cherry mouth with a pink color.

The corners of the lips were slightly raised, and that faint smile added beauty to the woman's coldness.

A head of black hair is soft and smooth, casually tied into a bun, and a few strands of hair hang down by the ears.

Whether it is figure or appearance, they are all excellent.

Is this the saint of Fuchen Holy Land?

With such a holy woman in the Holy Land, is there really anyone who can practice peacefully?

"This fellow Taoist, don't know what this thing is?"

In the Hundred Treasures Hall, Wangdie picked up a strange stick.

"Oh, this is called 'Transformer', as long as you shout 'diga' and press this button at the same time, you can summon the armor inside, it is a fourth-grade magic weapon."

The salesman monk of Baibaotang explained to Wangdie.

"What about this one?" The girl looked at a strange-looking puppet again. Although it was strange, it was kind of cute.

"This is a yellow-skinned mouse, which belongs to the fifth-grade magic weapon.

Shouting 'one hundred thousand volts' while throwing it out, this puppet will release the power of thunder, which can cause a lot of trouble to the monks in the sea-watching realm.

Because of its cute appearance and good effect, it is very popular among female monks. "

"What is this belt?"

"It's called 'Masquerade Belt', and it can also summon armor body protection."

"Then what is this knife?"

"It's called the Sun Wheel Knife, which belongs to the third-grade magic weapon, and the price is relatively expensive, but each Sun Wheel Knife can transform spiritual power into unique elemental effects and release it."

While Wangdie was walking in Baibaotang, the salesman monk explained to the girl.

Wangdie feels that the Baibaotang in Qianling Holy Land is very different from any other Holy Land.

Many things here are very strange, with a different style of painting, but they are quite beautiful.

Especially the yellow-skinned mice, garlic bastards and blue-skinned turtles all give people an inexplicable sense of cuteness.

After buying one of the strangely painted treasures in Baibaotang, Wangdie continued to wander around the monk town in Qianling Holy Land.

Wangdie discovered that it was not only Baibaotang.

And even some of the clothes are different.

There were short skirts that just reached her thighs, and white tops with necklines and bows.

There are even silky black and white stockings.

These seem to be paired with short skirts.

The strange thing is that Mingming's black silk stockings are paired with a short skirt and a white top, which completely cover every part of her body.

But why does it look so astringent?

For these clothes, Wangdie also bought one of each style.

Wangdie didn't intend to wear it by herself, she just thought the clothes looked pretty.

These clothes are still robes.

But the grade is not that high.

What satisfies Wangdie the most is a thing called "text xiong" that Wangdie bought in a women's underwear store that "men do not enter".

This kind of thing is not the ordinary apron, the style is very strange, but it is also very good-looking.

Most importantly, it is really useful for Wangdie who owns the best peak in the world.

It's just a pity that Wang Die is a little bit tight even though it is the biggest size in the store.

But Wangdie had already handed over the spirit stone, and asked the store to customize it for himself.

And just when Wangdie walked out of the underwear shop, planning to try the food called milk tea, both the saint son and saint daughter of Qianling Holy Land came.

Accompanying him was an elder from Lifa Hall.

After all, young people are young and vigorous. Wang Die nominally came to "debate", but in fact, it was a kind of kicking that both parties recognized.

It's not good if there is any conflict.

"I've seen Fellow Daoist Wangdie."

"I've seen two fellow Taoists, seniors."

The three saluted each other.

Wangdie is the saintess of Fuchenzhou, and according to the etiquette of the sect, the saint son and saintess of Qianling Holy Land are naturally responsible for welcoming her.

"I have long heard that Miss Wangdie's beauty is the most beautiful in the world. When I saw her today, she is indeed so."

Zhen Dexiao stepped forward as if familiar, but was blocked by Wangdie's maid.

"Sorry, Wangdie is not used to men getting too close."

Behind the maid, Wang Die spoke slowly, her voice was like a butterfly flying through the flowers, it was extremely light and joyful, but it was not so delicate.

"It's okay, I'm too abrupt."

Zhen Dexiao smiled, but a look of displeasure flashed under his eyes.

Jiang Ningzhi's personality is relatively straightforward, she stepped forward and said:

"Because the martial arts competition of the sect is coming soon, if Miss Wangdie wants to argue, can she choose one day within these ten days?"

Wangdie nodded: "Everything is subject to the arrangement of the Holy Land. This is the last continent for Wangdie to argue. Wangdie is not in a hurry, even after the sect contest."

"Hahaha"

The elders of the Ritual Hall stepped forward.

"The visitor is a guest, how can my Qianling Holy Land keep the guest waiting for a long time.

Furthermore, this debate is also something that the people of the world are looking forward to, how can we keep the people of the world waiting so long? We will work out a date as soon as possible. "

"Excuse me." Wang Die bowed, her figure was graceful and beautiful.

Elder of the Lifa Hall: "We have arranged a place for Miss Wangdie, please take a rest for Miss Wangdie first."

"Alright, but Wangdie has a merciless request."

"Miss Wangdie, please tell me."

"Wangdie wants to spend some time in Qianling Holy Land before debating, so if possible, Wangdie wants to have a guide"

"If Miss Wangdie doesn't mind, it would be great for His Royal Highness to accompany the girl to play." The elder of the Lifa Hall suggested.

The elders of Lifatang did not intend to match Zhen Dexiao and Wangdie.

But the saintess will definitely refuse to accompany her, and the only one who has enough status to accompany Wangdie to play is the saint son.

Wangdie smiled slightly: "Sorry, I don't like Fellow Daoist Zhen very much."

Everyone: "."

Wangdie couldn't help looking at the novelty objects on the street, remembered the designer's name mentioned by the store, and said slowly:

"If possible, can Wangdie meet the three fellow Taoists 'Su Yida, Snake, and Su Dapao'?"

(end of this chapter)