Ling Shuang thinks that she comes from the era of modern Internet bombing/bombing, and she has seen all kinds of strange characters, but she doesn't want to see a lot of beautiful men in this world who don't look like human figures, such as her own master, Yuheng Shangxian (Yuheng flew towards Ling Shuang with a fluttering look: "Apprentice, are you sure you want to compare yourself as a teacher with this ugly thing who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world??? Ling Shuang shuddered and almost knelt down, and hurriedly ran to rub his shoulders, "Master, I know it's wrong, please let it go...").

Another example is those ugly and weird combinations, every time they appear, they are called an earth-shattering ghost god, and the makeup is simply digging up the ancestral grave of the stylist and his family's ancestors for eight generations.

Compared with these two kinds of characters, the former is pleasing to the eye and improves aesthetics, which is a character who gives a thumbs up, and although the latter is a little weird, it is not unacceptable.

But when in the pavilion in front of him, the man who looked like a snow-white robe and ribbon shirt turned around, and instantly refreshed Ling Shuang's realm of beauty and ugliness.

It is said that people can't blame their parents if they are ugly, but it is so ugly that this kind of existence that crosses races, crosses stars, and breaks through the limitations of space, makes Ling Shuang feel like she wants to cry and find her master.

Ling Shuang's disgusting head wanted to kill, the man in the seven-cornered pavilion stopped the flute in his hand, twisted it step by step, and slowly walked in front of Ling Shuang.

"Little girl, does the flute sound good?" A heavenly voice sounded in Ling Shuang's ears.

Under this dual absolute impact of hearing and sight, Ling Shuang felt that she was about to be fine-divided. As an excellent representative of the two major fields of face control and voice control, what she wants to do most now is to put a sack on the man in front of her who must not show his face. /ravaged so hard that he cried. (Ling Shuang: What the hell is this?) ）

The man didn't see Ling Shuang and immediately answered, as if he should have been, in Ling Shuang's stunned expression, he raised his hand and touched Ling Shuang's cheek, and said something that made Ling Shuang's heart burst for a while.

"What a beautiful face, if I had half your looks, wouldn't she have to leave me now? If she hadn't left, I wouldn't have been able to drain her soul and enter this beautiful flute today. As a machine spirit, you say, yes? ”

After listening to his words, Ling Shuang suddenly had a feeling that he had found the key to opening the entire chain formation.

The man smiled slightly after speaking. Turning around, he twisted the thin waist and sat back in the pavilion. Picking up the jasper-like flute, he closed his eyes and began to blow.

Ling Shuang tensed her body, and didn't dare to make a move for a long time, just thinking that she would quickly see the person in front of her reveal her flaws, and she would quickly find the trick to breaking the formation.

Perhaps hearing Ling Shuang's heart's wish, the man began to babble about his origins again.

After playing the flute for a while, the man gradually stopped, as if because there was no audience. With a sharp gaze, he looked at Ling Shuang, who had been controlled by the sound of the flute. In his heavenly voice, he said, "The world says that as long as you work hard, you can."

I get what I want, but why do I have to endure the ridicule of others no matter how hard I work?"

As he spoke, as if he had thought of something terrifying, his whole person trembled, his expression gradually became a little hideous, and he turned to Ling Shuang and said, "No one in this world can believe it, you know? Except for myself, no one can believe it, thinking that I am the third-ranked master of the Wanwen Dragon Heavenly List, because I was born with an ugly appearance, I can only live under the mask of darkness. ”

As he spoke, as if imagining wearing an awkward and inappropriate mask, he reached out and touched his face fiercely, and after touching it, he looked at Ling Shuang with a sad expression as if he was looking at his beloved, looked at Ling Shuang affectionately, and whispered to Ling Shuang's ear, and began to continue to tell about his poor and pathetic life experience.

Ling Shuang learned from his words that this person's name was Wan Wenlong, and his father used to be a master of the innate realm, but because of his ugly appearance since he was a child, and because of his father's drunken relationship with a sweeping maid, he was extremely cowardly and inferior, and his heart gradually began to twist.

Soon, as he grew up, there were more and more ridiculed eyes around him, both as a concubine and without extraordinary talent, so that his already unpopular situation became more and more serious.

Until one day, a fairy-like girl, appeared in his life, the girl has a nice name is Wen Juan, Wen Juan's father is a world friend of their family, Wen Juan because of her poor health since childhood, she was sent by her father to her aunt's house who knows the art of Qi Huang to foster care.

Wen Juan's family didn't expect that her aunt's family was not an ordinary family, and her uncle's family, who had always been looked down upon by Wen Juan's father, caused a huge shock because of Wen Juan's arrival, Wen Juan's poor health since she was a child was not the reason for her weakness and coldness, but because she was a rare Nine Yin body.

At the beginning, Wen Juan's aunt was still thinking about blood kinship and took good care of Wen Juan, but later, Wen Juan's aunt found that her husband and son looked at her niece more and more wrong, and the eyes like wolves seeing meat made her frightened.

Wen Juan's aunt once wanted to resist, but because she was an ordinary person, she was naturally not seen by her husband and son, who had achieved cultivation.

When the original family affection was wiped out, Wen Juan's aunt gradually began to resent.

Just a few days before Wen Juan's coming-of-age ceremony, her aunt suddenly heard her husband and son discussing that after Wen Juan's coming-of-age ceremony, she would be used as a furnace for practice, in order to seek a quick breakthrough in the realm.

Wen Juan's aunt is an ordinary person herself, although the elders and brothers in the family have the habit of practicing martial arts to strengthen their bodies, but as a daughter, she has hated the smell of those rough men's sweat since she was a child, and naturally they are not too close to her brother.

Since she married here and the Xiuzhen family, watching her husband and son drift away from her, she also wanted to work hard and follow in their footsteps, but she never thought that when she tested her spiritual power, she was found to be a waste of cultivation, so that in the days to come, she was gradually ignored by her husband's good son.

Knowing Wen Juan's appearance, she re-entered the sight of her husband and son, but as Wen Juan grew up, she tasted abandoned again. (To be continued.) )