Let the two of them subconsciously look at each other.

I saw a young man in a white robe with a delicate face walking over, it was Ye Hao.

He couldn't help but speak, because when he heard the words of the princess's wedding, his eternal heart became nervous for no reason.

That's why this scene is here.

Originally, the two of them were dissatisfied when they were interrupted by Ye Hao, but when they saw that the other party was so young, and the aura on their bodies was even stronger than the two of them, they immediately felt a pang in their hearts.

Among them, the white-faced scholar smiled slightly and explained: "Who else can there be, of course, the only Seventh Princess Her Royal Highness in the entire ancient country, Luo Nisheng." ”

"What did you say?" For a moment, Ye Hao felt his brain buzz, as if ten thousand thunders had thundered on the top, and a cold breath like a cold wind blowing from the Nine Hells suddenly emerged from the bottom of his eyes.

In an instant, the two martial arts realms trembled as if they were falling into an ice cave.

It's horrible!

The eyes of the two people were full of horror, and Ye Hao in his eyes seemed to suddenly turn into an ancient fierce beast to devour everything.

However, this feeling only existed for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace, and if it weren't for the fact that the two of them were still trembling, they would have suspected that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"How much do you know about the wedding?" After all, Ye Hao is a generation of emperors, he instantly stopped his distraction, he wants to figure out the specific situation, if Nishang really wants to get married, even if he forcibly breaks into the palace, he will snatch her out directly.

Feeling the aura just now, the two of them were shocked in their hearts, and they were extremely sure that this young man was probably a powerful senior who had hidden his cultivation.

Immediately, the state of the two became respectful.

The white-faced scholar hurriedly said: "About half a month ago, Your Majesty issued an edict saying that the Seventh Princess has reached the year of marriage, and a big wedding will be held on the seventeenth birthday after March, and the marriage object will be selected from among the young talents of the three ancient countries. ”

Ye Hao's heart was relieved, there was still time.

However, he seemed to think of something, and looked at the two of them and wondered: "What are those two here for? Do you want to participate in the selection of sons?"

"Hehe!" the martial artist surnamed Li smiled bitterly, "Brother Tai, this is a joke, if you want to compete for this dragon fast son-in-law, let alone the Wudan realm, even if the grandmaster realm makes a move, you have to be the best among them, and I even heard that the other two ancient kingdoms have sent a powerful martial artist of the half-step heavenly people this time, and the two of us are not even cannon fodder at this point of cultivation!"

"Then why are so many Martial Dan Realms here?" Ye Hao continued.

The white-faced scholar said: "Your Majesty said that you will build a palace for the Seventh Princess to use on the day of choosing a son-in-law, and now a large number of inscriptionists are needed to help." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the crowd around him and continued, "Almost eighty percent of these martial arts realm powerhouses present have come to participate in the inscription master assessment. ”

"Inscription Master?" Ye Hao muttered to himself, contemplating secretly.

Inscription master is a profession unique to the Yuanwu Continent, which uses special inscriptions and inscriptions to engrave inscriptions on materials, thus possessing various special abilities.

This was the case with the inscription scroll that Ye Hao had seen before.

It's just that whether it is in Luo Tianguo or Donghua Domain, inscription scrolls are extremely rare, and inscription masters are even more pitiful.

That's why it's not well known.

In Ye Hao's view, the so-called inscription master is just borrowing the vitality of heaven and earth through a special medium.

But now the royal capital needs a large number of inscriptionists to build the palace, which is an excellent opportunity for Ye Hao.

If he becomes an inscriptionist, he can enter the palace very discreetly, and it will be much easier to find the neon dress at that time.

As for the one who signed up for the selection of sons-in-law, Ye Hao had no such plans.

Ni Shang has always been his woman, and he, Ye Hao, doesn't need to compete with others to win, which makes him feel like Ni Shang is a prize being fought for by countless people.

She is not a cargo, but Ye Hao's life.

Moreover, even the Nine Heavens Divine Son was not qualified to compete with him.

"Are there any requirements for being selected?" Ye Hao asked again.

Of course, the higher the rank, the more important the project in charge, and the easier it is to be appreciated by the major forces. The white-faced scholar pointed to a badge on his chest and said, "If you want to become an inscription master, you need to go to the Inscription Guild for an assessment. ”

He glanced at Ye Hao's chest and found that he was not wearing a badge, and guessed that the other party was not the identity of the inscription master, so he explained in detail.

The martial artist surnamed Li next to him also saw this, and immediately said with a smile: "Although the senior is not an inscription master, don't be discouraged, after all, among these martial arts realms who come here, the number of inscription masters will not exceed twenty percent, and most of the rest are here to take the opportunity to buy scrolls." ”

"Then I'll go and see it too!" Ye Hao nodded and said.

Next, the three of them lined up together to enter Mingyang City, because of the relationship between the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, Mingyang City was also nervous, so the speed of entering the city was also extremely slow.

Intentionally or unintentionally talking to the two, Ye Hao learned that the white-faced scholar was named Liu Yun, and he was an inscription master two thousand miles away from Mingyang City.

Another named Li Youcai is an inscription master in a small city 5,000 miles away.

The two once met in Mingyang City and were friends.

It took nearly two hours, and as long as the two people in front of them had passed, it would be their turn to enter the city together.

However, at this moment, a series of exclamations were suddenly heard from behind, and then a fat young man in a golden robe was seen roaring through the crowd on a black horse with a burning black horse.

"It's a fourth-order demon beast Red Flame Horse, who is so rich to have such a mount. There was an exclamation from the crowd, and he couldn't help but talk.

Before the voice in the crowd fell, the fat young man directly let out a low shout, and the red flame horse suddenly brought a flame scar through the crowd, frightening everyone to dodge.

Ye Hao raised his eyebrows when he saw this, this guy didn't slow down when he saw the crowd, and he didn't put everyone in his eyes at all, he was simply arrogant.

"Ril!"

Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly took the reins, and the red flame horse actually stopped directly in the city gate.

"Get out of here!" The fat young man whispered to the two people in front of Ye Hao, and the two of them fled in a hurry.

And he swaggered in the position of the two, directly preparing to enter the city for inspection.

"Cutting in line?"

Ye Hao glanced at the other party and couldn't help but say out loud.

"What kind of boy?" the fat young man turned back from his horse when he heard this, and said extremely arrogantly: "Are you not convinced?"

(End of chapter)