"What?" The woman in the fancy dress standing in the courtyard fainted instantly.

After the half-loud noise passed, the second prince in the southern courtyard was finally remembered, and the subordinates of the Wenren Mansion dressed up well, and made up the number of people reported before, and the group headed towards the place where the immortal master was.

When Wen Renli was carried into the carriage, he glanced back at the crying woman and the chaotic Wen Renfu, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked up into a smile.

The third son, Wen Renyu.

In his previous life, he crushed the only piece of jade his mother left him, and the winter pushed him into the icy water of the lake and almost killed him.

It's just to give it back to him.

Bad luck and died, and that was his own life.

Wen Renli closed his eyes and sat in the corner, the other young ladies didn't look down on him, and he was happy to be quiet.

When they arrived at the test benches temporarily built by the major sects, the little masters of the Wen family were carried off the carriage one by one.

There were many people gathered under the high platform, but they were silent and quiet.

Wen Renli frowned, this was not like the test conference he remembered.

He looked down the platform, but paused.

He knew why it was so quiet.

Because of the group of people standing on the high platform.

No, to be precise, the man in white standing on the high platform.

Zhaoming Daojun.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the temperament is like a fairy.

Such a man made a noise in front of him, as if he had blasphemed the immortals.

Even if he hears the courtesy, he has to admit that Zhaoming Daojun is a natural cultivator, and he is also one of the few people who are rare to see in the righteous path.

In his previous life, when he was in the Lingyun Immortal Sect, he had heard countless rumors about this senior brother in charge, but he was just an ordinary disciple and did not have a chance to get close to Zhaoming.

Later, he judged the Lingyun Immortal Sect, and he never saw this pride of heaven again.

It's just that......

Wen Renli had doubts in his heart, this Zhaoming was the head disciple of the Lingyun Immortal Sect, how could such an identity come to a mere recruitment conference?

Moreover, in his previous life, he remembered, Zhaoming did not come.

Could it be that he was reborn and changed even other things?

At this moment, the man in white on the high platform seemed to sense something and looked over this way.

The eyes of the two instantly met.

One is cold, the other is curious.

Wen Renli pretended to be an eight-year-old boy who had never seen the world, peeked at the captured bag, quickly lowered his head, and after a while, quietly looked at the immortal.

At this glance, he realized that Zhaoming was still looking at him.

And when he saw himself looking at him, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, the ice and snow melted, and he actually showed a shallow smile.

Wen Renli had to admit that at this moment, he was shaken by beauty.

It is rumored in the world that Zhaoming Daojun is cold and dusty, Lang Yan is unique, he has always scoffed, and he doesn't think that a man has anything to see.

It was only at this moment that Wen Renli realized that some beauty and demeanor are not limited to gender.

He didn't dare to look at it anymore, for fear of revealing his superfluous emotions, so he pretended to be embarrassed and lowered his head.

Naturally, he didn't know that Zhaoming Daojun, who was just standing on the high platform at the moment, was chatting with the system with great excitement in his heart: "The male protagonist looks so cute!" I finally understood what it was like to look at me in the last world, Misia. ”

When I think of such a cute and shy male protagonist, I will become a notorious big devil in the future.

Ah Zhao swore in his heart: I must take good care of the male protagonist and don't let him go down the wrong path!

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