Chapter Seventy-Six: She Is the Most Beautiful (For the insects are not old, the sachet given by the night concubine Yan is added)

Ning Zhiyao said "um", pointed to Lin Zhi who was kneeling on the ground and said, "She is the most beautiful." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Linzhi: "......"

Liang City Lord: "......"

Everyone: "......"

With pimples all over his face and straw hair of different lengths on his head, even Lin Zhi himself couldn't pick out the beauty.

City Lord Liang stiffened his head and said with a smile: "It turns out that Fairy Ning is worthy of beauty...... Inner beauty, but I don't know how this inner beauty fairy can see it?"

Ning Zhiyao frowned slightly: "I don't mean inner beauty, it's external." I need beautiful people to practice this exercise. ”

The boy next to Lin Zhi's seat couldn't help but say, "However, she is not beautiful...... bar. ”

"In my eyes, beauty is enough. Ning Zhiyao waved her hand lightly, signaling everyone not to ask again.

Lin Zhi was naturally not stupid enough to say stupid things like "I'm really not beautiful", so he quickly kowtowed a few times. Ning Zhiyao also helped her up with her own hands.

This division can be regarded as a rapid worship.

Liang Anan hid behind her father, looking anxious and angry, and kept tugging at her father's sleeve.

Obviously, if she wants to recommend herself like Gao Mingxuan, it is still difficult for her, a pampered eldest lady, to do it.

The city lord of Liang froze in the middle, and he had no choice but to be entangled by Liang An'an, so he had to say to Ning Zhiyao again: "Fairy Ning, among the trainee priests this time, there are many beautiful people. It's better for the fairy to be the same as Zuo Zunshi, and choose another ......"

"Nope. Ning Zhiyao interrupted him indifferently, "The other girls are beautiful, and if they want to cultivate my sect's exercises, they are still a little behind." ”

Liang An'an was naturally included in this "other girl", and her face was blue and white at the moment.

Isn't it a shame for others to be said to be uglier than this Sister Sesame?

The city lord of Liang was dismissed again, and he was very unhappy. But what can be done? They are high-level, and after many years of penance, they are still a middle-level sixth-stage, and they can't compare at all. And today's saint cherishes and values high-level talents, if there is a conflict and the saint gets there, he will lose more than he gains.

He patted the trembling Liang An'an and motioned for her to go back and sit down.

Liang An'an's mind was blank, and she sat back blankly when her father had another way.

For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward and stiff.

Ah Fu on the side walked quickly to the side of the Liang City Lord and whispered something.

City Lord Liang sighed lightly and nodded. Ah Fu quickly retreated again.

Under the gaze of everyone, the City Lord of Liang had no choice but to clear his throat and said, "Two Venerable Masters, please take a seat." Several of my other mentors in Xinping City have also arrived, and the apprenticeship ceremony will begin immediately!"

Just as he was saying this, dozens of uniformly dressed subordinates poured out from all around, and quickly moved the hundreds of desks in the hall.

At the door, three men and one woman walked in with indifferent expressions, and greeted the city lord of Liang in unison.

The city lord of Liang personally introduced their identities to everyone: the tall young man was the martial arts mentor Feng He, the man in black who covered his eyes and couldn't see his age was the assassin mentor Sanze, and some chubby middle-aged men with oily faces were the priest mentor Zhu Cheng.

The only woman is also over half a hundred years old, hanging on both sides of her body, her hands are rough and almost have to take off a layer of skin. This person is the alchemy master Bian Rong.

These people are all middle-level, and their posture, looks, and temperament are obviously not just a star and a half worse than the two high-level instructors on the stage.