LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Her complexion was extremely fair, her features extremely beautiful, and her expression extremely arrogant.

Such a combination, coupled with such a serious and formal attire, makes people...

If you want to describe it as love, it would probably be: if a man sees such a woman, he should think about how to crush this woman under his body, so that her arrogance will be shattered under his body .

There are various discussions around:

"See? The one in black is the eldest lady of the City Lord's Mansion."

"The one sitting in the middle? She looks so pretty!"

"Of course, otherwise there are so many young talents, many of whom are not weaker than the City Lord's Mansion, and they came here from other cities on purpose. They came here just for our eldest lady!"

The one who spoke could not conceal the pride in his tone, as if she was as outstanding as the eldest lady of the city lord's mansion, and she was as proud as she was.

Zhong Qing listened with great interest, but didn't notice that the young lady's beautiful eyes were scanning the audience with a lack of interest.

The two monks on the stage are fighting hard, showing their strongest strength, hoping to be spotted by this proud girl.

As everyone knows, the person involved didn't even give them a look.

The reason is very simple - this young lady of the City Lord's Mansion is a wonderful thing.

Why do you say that?

Because the Tianyuan Continent worships the strong and advocates force, but this young lady prefers to look at her face.

When the two of them first came to the stage, the eldest lady only took one look at her and rejected him in her heart—she was unqualified because she looked like everyone else.

The eldest lady has a very simple idea in her heart - my father is a strong man in the stage of transformation, and I am a genius who can form a golden core in just a hundred years.

From the point of view of strength, my father and I are enough, as for my Taoist companion - just be in charge of being beautiful and beautiful.

Then, the young lady of the City Lord's Mansion, who had such thoughts in mind, saw the extra dazzling Xiao Wangyun and Zhong Qing in the bustling crowd.

His eyes lit up instantly.

She stood up without saying a word, and walked towards the old man in a Chinese robe sitting not far away.

When Zhong Qing raised his eyes, he happened to see this scene.

A bad premonition suddenly surged in her heart.

As for Xiao Wangyun...

He focused all his attention on the people around him, and didn't care about others at all.

Zhong Qing tugged on Xiao Wangyun's sleeve: "Can you hear them talking?"

She glanced at the father and daughter of the city lord over there.

As long as Linxian Zhenjun thinks, the expansion of spiritual consciousness can cover at least half of the Tianyuan Continent, and listening to the conversation between the father and daughter with such a plot, naturally there will be no problem.

It's just something like eavesdropping on someone else's conversation...

Zhong Qing looked at him eagerly, Xiao Wangyun looked at Zhong Qing helplessly, and finally resigned to his fate and listened to Bi Jiao.

It's good that Jinghong is happy.

Moments later...

Xiao Wangyun's expression suddenly became strange.

There were accidents, anger, and a little bit of confusion.

Zhong Qing blinked, and looked at him curiously—what did that father and daughter say to make Xiao Wangyun show such an expression?

Before she had time to ask, Xiao Wangyun lowered his head: "The father and daughter..."

"Young master, can you come on stage and have a talk?" A deep voice came from the stage, interrupting Xiao Wangyun's words.

Zhong Qing raised her head and found that everyone's eyes were on her——

To be precise, most of the eyes were on Xiao Wangyun who was beside him.