The style of the hairpin is a butterfly love flower, pink quartz is a flower, jade is a leaf, white jade becomes a butterfly, the light wings tremble slightly, lifelike;

Seeing that Jiamu wanted to choose a hairpin, Dusk Ting made up nonsense and whispered to dissuade him: "This hairpin style is cheesy and the materials are not refined, but it is just used temporarily to fill the number, and it is difficult to please the girl, far less than the jade pendant." ”

So far, the merry old white tiger can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, trying his best to save the situation, otherwise he will be swallowed by the wrath of Ruoshui Fairy.

Jia Mu insisted on his opinion, and said without Duting Ting: "It's just an auspicious and interesting picture, or a hairpin is better." ”

In the eyes of all the Taoist students who were envious, jealous and hateful, the devil swaggered back to his seat with a high-profile and arrogant domineering pace, looking like the master was the best in the world.

Chen Xiao dismantled the stage and said: "If there is no strongest foreign aid Liu Ya, you will definitely not be able to answer the last three puzzles, what kind of energy do you have!"

Jia Mu smiled and put the hairpin on the bun of bean sprouts: "My good disciple is so smart, I didn't hurt you in vain as a teacher!"

Liu Ya was stunned, both surprised and surprised, raised her hand to take off the hairpin, and felt ashamed: "This... Here's your jackpot... It's not appropriate to give it to me..."

Jia Mu smiled: "Silly apprentice, it is the lottery that our master and apprentice won together!"

Liu Ya's heart was sweeter than honey, and she carefully looked at the heavy butterfly love flower golden hairpin, and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen such a delicate headdress!"

Jia Mu was furious: "Caitou is just a good omen, in the future, I will take you to pick out the limited edition best jewelry of the immortal clan!"

Liu Ya and the two little sisters enjoyed the hairpin together, and joked casually: "The life of a child is small, and he can't afford to bear valuable things, so this hairpin is enough." ”

Chen Xiao lowered his voice and quipped: "Low-key and virtuous, diligent and thrifty, it is a good match for IKEA." ”

Jia Mu stuffed a piece of pastry into the fat man's mouth, but his smile became deeper and deeper, and he grabbed Lin Ze's shoulder and asked, "When you win the competition, do you need your brother to escort you?"

Lin Ze was indifferent but confident: "No need, you can accompany the little apprentice with peace of mind." ”

Chen Xiao highly recognized the strength of his good brother: "Lin Ze is an iron-blooded tough guy who aspires to be a general of the immortal clan, and his martial arts are overwhelming, not to mention that he is only a competition to win the glory, even if he goes to the battlefield, he can be invincible!"

Thinking about it this way, Lin Ze can be called an inspirational example of what is done, a young man, a great achievement, a grand ambition, and eventually a famous general.

Jia Mu was puzzled in his mind: "But... What the hell are bean paste buns and steamers?"

Chen Xiao said while gesturing: "The cage drawer is made of bamboo, the kind of utensils that hold the soup dumplings in the mortal world, as for the bean paste buns..."

He didn't fully understand what Bean Sprouts had just explained, so he said, "Let you tell you about the bean paste bun." ”

It is better to taste the food than to taste it yourself, Liu Ya said: "Bean paste buns are a home-cooked staple food in the world, I can make them for everyone another day!"

Jia Mu praised with a smile: "A good apprentice who can do it!"

The competition for Wucai was about to begin, and the devil said to the fat man: "You can go up and play, and use it as a weight loss pastime." ”

Chen Xiao shook his head with the power of life and refused, there were two things he hated the most, one was to cultivate immortals, and the other was to practice martial arts, cultivating immortals was tired, and practicing martial arts was tired: "My net worth and wealth do not allow me to participate in any dangerous sports!"

An Ge was curious: "Dare to ask how much your net worth is?"

"His net worth..."Jia Mu deliberately sold Guan Zi in an exaggerated tone, and said after panting: "There are two hundred catties of fat and thin pork belly!"

Chen Xiao's self-esteem was hit, and when he got into a scuffle with the devil, his movements were very naïve, exactly the same as the unskilled melee when he was young.

Lin Ze got up at the moment before the two of them made a move: "I'm on stage, you guys can mess around." ”

In previous years, the big and small festivals were all the devils who won the martial arts, and Lin Ze won the Wencai, and this time the interests of the two were reversed, which was very strange.

An Ge cheered him on: "Come on, you must come back with the lottery!"

Bei Tong echoed: "Young Master Lin Ze's martial arts are extraordinary, and he must be the winner." ”

Liu Ya intimately advised: "Pay attention to safety and don't get hurt." ”

Personalities are different, and so are words.

An Ge is a delicate flower that grows in the greenhouse of the gods, in this happy and lively festival atmosphere, I hope that my childhood sweetheart can win the color in one fell swoop, and Bei Zhi is used as a companion to read, and his words and deeds should be highly consistent with An Ge.

And Liu Ya came from the world, and had been living an ordinary life before entering Huaxu, and has not yet fully adapted to the immortal body that can heal itself from minor injuries outside the skin, and her words are warm and considerate.

The contest is carried out on the eighteen-layer bamboo platform, and the first to reach the top and win the glass color ball is the winner.

There are a total of twelve people competing with Lin Ze for the lottery, most of them have a Buddhist mentality that focuses on participation, but only the straw bag Yunfeng has the heart to compete for the top spot.

The mentality of the straw bag is not difficult to understand, he was almost driven out of Huaxu Immortal Mountain before, and he lost face, so he always had to find an opportunity to regain his strength.

It's a pity that he didn't calculate that Lin Ze would participate in the competition, which seemed to be the biggest obstacle to him winning the championship.

The straw bag was not pleasing to Lin Ze, and there was no specific contradiction, just a simple scumbag who was jealous of the scholar.

Lin Ze is the tyrant of the academic hegemony, the standard well-behaved baby of other people's families, born with a hateful physique, and the mantra of immortal parents to educate their children is often -

"Look at Lin Ze, and then look at you!"

"Lin Ze doesn't play, are you embarrassed to play?"

"Lin Ze is still studying, are you embarrassed to sleep?"

Lin Ze, the light of the decathlon gods, is regarded by his parents as a perfect model, and his peers regard him as a shadow of childhood.

Straw bag Yunfeng had already had crooked thoughts, wanting to entangle a group of fox friends and dog friends, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, to cover Lin Ze with a sack, and beat him hard to vent his anger, but because he had a lot of consideration, he didn't start.

At this moment, he regretted it very much, if Lin Zezhi's obedience had been accepted earlier, no one on the field would dare to compete with him.

His level of self-esteem has reached the peak, and he never thought that if he acted recklessly, there was a high probability that Lin Ze would obey him.

Straw Bale Yunfeng is more or less self-aware, in terms of martial arts, he is not Lin Ze's opponent, so he intends to use coercion and temptation.

He didn't tear his face first, and lured him with profit: "As long as you are willing to give me the color head, I can meet any conditions." ”

Lin Ze only felt that there were more pits in Caobao's brain than the surface of the moon, and indifferently rejected his proposal: "I have all of what you have, and I also have what you don't have." ”

With the coldest expression, throwing the most arrogant and cruel words, it is the highest level of tearing, in this regard, Chu Lingxi has to bow down.

Straw bag Yunfeng continued to die: "You don't want to toast and eat and drink!"