Chapter Ninety-Three: The Advantage of the Tongue
Ziyang Zhenren is okay, the other party is a senior after all, but Tianxuanzi saw that whether it was Junxian or An Zhen, he actually regarded himself as nothing, and couldn't help but rush up angrily: "Miss An, what you said is a literary crepe, it seems to come from those words in the mortal world that describe talented and beautiful people." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
This sentence seems to be normal, but with Tian Xuanzi's slightly sarcastic voice, it is simply taking the initiative to provoke.
"Oh, it turns out that Tianxuanzi, you also think that Brother Junxian and Sister Yunying are talented and beautiful, so why are you still here to join in the fun? Isn't that flattering? An Zhen pretended to blink innocently, but his tone was not in a hurry, even if the three words "annoying" in the end were soft and glutinous, with a few jokes.
"You are such a little girl, why do you have such a powerful mouth? Is there no one at home to educate you? Tianxuanzi didn't open any pot and didn't think much about it, and he actually revealed An Xuan's shortcomings on the spot.
"You'er is fatherless and motherless, and Uncle De'an has adopted her, but she is much more educated than some people who have both parents but don't know how to measure!" If you want to say that her mouth is powerful, Anyu is the second, I'm afraid no one present dares to say that she is the first, plus she is young, the so-called childish words, even if she is presumptuous, it is just a little girl making trouble, and no one will really care about her or anything. Otherwise, it will seem that the small-bellied chicken intestines are boring.
So Tian Xuanzi unfortunately became a joke, and at the same time found someone who was disgusted by everyone.
The young monks around him, although they are all competitors, but they are just coming clearly, so everyone still has a good impression of He Junxian, who is like a humble gentleman, but for Tianxuanzi, who thinks he is great, he has chosen to share the same hatred, and his gaze is full of unfriendly meaning.
In addition, a little girl in the family's An Zhen is not enough to even hold it in her hand and take good care of it, Tianxuanzi is embarrassed to say that she doesn't have parents to make a fuss!
Most of the male monks present were sixteen or seventeen years old, or even in their twenties, and they all felt a little panicked when they saw Tianxuanzi's bad luck looking for An Zhen, and they all shook their heads and sighed.
"Tianxuanzi, Miss An is just joking, don't look at him and Gongzi unpleasantly, so she took someone else's little girl to make fun of her."
Another voice sounded, that cold voice with a touch of loneliness, you don't need to look at it, you know that it is the young man named Tilting Moon.
I saw him step forward, and a bright moon robe was shining in the vast white, which made his temperament noble and extraordinary.
Tilting Moon arched her hand casually: "Miss An, I apologize to you for Tianxuanzi, he is very arrogant, and no one competes with him on weekdays, and when he meets an opponent in this matter, he is naturally a little impetuous, please forgive me." β
Everyone looked at the moon with some strange eyes, and they didn't know when this person appeared, and they always felt a little pretending to be a ghost.
Second, this young man is obviously cold and lonely, but when facing Miss An Jia, he has become a little talkative, and this contrast is really a little difficult to understand.
"Princess, do you want to help Tianxuanzi come and take me to make fun of me?" An Zhen didn't appreciate it, and snorted in a muffled voice: "I bully the small with the big, and I don't know if I want to be shameless." β
Tianxuanzi's face was a little unbearable when An Yue said, and he felt the sharp eyes that came through before Tilting Moon, and knew that he shouldn't pester Miss An Jia, so he reached out and gently pulled Tilting Moon's sleeve: "Forget it, let's not be like a child." β
"I've never treated Miss Ann like a child." Tilting Moon smiled coldly, there was a kind of beauty that captivated the city and the country, but unfortunately it was a man.
I saw him raise his hand lightly, and said slowly: "Among monks, only cultivation is the theory, even if it is just a boy on the surface, it may be an ancestor who has cultivated for thousands of years." β
"I want to say this to you!" An Zhen's brows furrowed, and he looked Tianyue up and down: "It looks like a young man, but it looks like it's high, not to mention the high-level henchman of Tianxuanzi." Princess, tell me about it, this year's Gui Geng? β
"What, did I hit the sore spot? Miss Mo Fei'an is really an old-timer who has cultivated for thousands of years? Otherwise, why be so angry? This tilting moon did not show weakness, and every word made An Yu a little overwhelmed.
An Zhen was also smart, so he didn't dwell on it anymore, and changed the conversation: "Seriously, Princess, everyone didn't pay attention just now, how did you come to the entrance of this ice ruin?" β
"How did you come, how did I come, and there is peace to say?" Tilting Moon spread her hands, obviously not speaking easily.
"The last time I left from Ziyang Palace, the Fallen Moon Princesses were still riding a crane with the Heavenly Fairy, how could they be separated this time?" An Zhen did not give up and continued to ask.
"Oh?" Tilting Moon raised her eyebrows: "If Miss An likes it, this trip to the ice ruins is over, and I invite you to ride a crane together." β
Seeing that the moon did not speak, and when she opened her mouth, she was always slippery, and she couldn't ask for any useful information at all, An Zhen pursed her lips, and was about to continue to deal with her, but she felt that her sleeves tightened, and she actually grabbed herself with Junxian.
"You'er, it's not on your lips to have the ability, you don't need to say anything." He Junxian knew that An Zhen was curious about the moon and was more vigilant, but the other party obviously wouldn't reveal any information, so he had to ask An Zhen not to ask.
But An Zhen still stared at the moon tightly, but found that the other party's expression had returned to the same lonely and cold as always, and he couldn't see the reason at all.
didn't even look at He Junxian, only lightly swept An Zhen's angry little face, and Tianyue flicked his sleeves, but suddenly changed his words and looked at Ziyang Zhenren: "Ziyang seniors, have all the people arrived?" β
As for Tilting Moon's question, An Yu saw some suspicions, as if he was already a little impatient to enter the ice ruins.
Seeing that the atmosphere had finally eased up, Ziyang Zhenren stroked his beard and nodded: "The appointed hour has arrived, and those who are not punctual are not worthy of being my future son-in-law candidates for Ziyang Palace, let's go, since everyone can't wait, this trip to the secret realm, let's start directly." I, Ziyang Zhenren, are waiting for your smooth return, of course, it is still the same sentence, whoever gets a thousand-year-old ice pith gift to the little girl first, who can enter the eyes of this real person, is more likely to take over Ziyang Palace! β
As soon as Ziyang Zhenren's voice fell, the monks who had been waiting for a long time were not polite, and they each offered their own tricks, protected their bodies, and then one by one, they soon walked along the same path at the entrance of the ice ruins.
After a while, only Ziyang Zhenren and Zi Yunying were left at the entrance of the ice ruins.
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Today's update is a bit late, because there was something going on in the morning.
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