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The wind chimes were confused by the silver bracelet, what is my belly bulging? I'm not a physical cultivator, and I eat dozens of pounds in one meal to make my stomach round. We eat a mushroom a day in our ice muscle jade bone body, how to eat and bulge our stomachs?

He was about to answer truthfully, when he suddenly saw the silver bracelet glaring at him, and then thought that Shi Yingyue wanted to introduce her niece to Zhen Xiaoyao. His eyes rolled around and he asked rhetorically:

"Don't you seven have bellies that don't bulge either? Who do you ask, let me ask?"

As soon as these words came out, Shi Xiuxiu's murderous aura had already permeated her hair, and her hair stretched out without wind, and she glanced around the smooth belly of the eight sisters, before looking at the direction in which Zhen Xiaoyao disappeared and said:

"Although my Uncle Xiaoyao is not good-looking, he is very prosperous in peach blossoms, and he has married eight daughters-in-law in just a few months.

"Hehe, children are superficial, how can you just stare at your face when looking for a man? We have a lot of people, and when there are many people, we can achieve the difficulty of evenly wetting the rain and dew, and the ones who are not good-looking are secondary."

Jin Hairpin deliberately swelled her stomach a little, and reached out and patted it a few times, as if she was blaming it for not being angry.

"Sister Hairpin is not right about what you said, Brother Xiaoyao is the best at disguise, he even hides the identity of the disciple of the Chaos Hall Master, how can you conclude that his face is not disguised?

Maybe he has a face that looks more perfect than Pan An?"

Silver Bracelet retorted slowly, she always felt that Zhen Xiaoyao's face didn't match her figure, how could such a perfect body grow such a beautiful face?

It must have been deliberate.

"Sister Bang'er, it turns out that you also have this kind of thought, I thought I was thinking nonsense alone! You said that our big brother Xiaoyao is tall and big, has a good figure, is both civil and military, and is a closed disciple of the Lord of the Chaos Palace. If he is still handsome and handsome and looks better than Pan An, then how can he hide his identity?"

The copper string is like finding a confidant, pulling the silver bracelet and talking excitedly, not giving others a chance to interject at all.

"What Pan An? The devil knows what Pan An looks like! Now the celebrities in the imperial capital praise men for their good looks, and they all say that they look better than Congwen.

What age are they, and you still mention those old antiques that are scummy? Since the Great War of the Imperial Capital, the aesthetics of the eldest lady of the Imperial Capital have changed greatly, and they all like Ye Congwen's black, handsome and robust style."

Yu Pei'er leaned over with a probe, argued disdainfully, and suddenly said whimsically:

"Sisters, if Brother Xiaoyao looks as handsome as Ye Congwen, do you say that he will raise his arms and shout in the future, will all the eldest ladies in the imperial capital follow him to rebel, and kill the people of Xuanyuan Palace cleanly when the time comes?"

Everyone was stunned, and secretly sighed that this idea was too outrageous, no matter how handsome a person looked, it was impossible for him to be handsome enough to make people rebel with him, right?

"Sisters, I think Sister Pei'er's suggestion is feasible, think about it:

Martial Emperor Xuanyuan alone killed my master of Brother Xiaoyao, the Master of the Chaos Palace, and Brother Xiaoyao wants to avenge his master.

Didn't that handsome guy Ye Congwen's master and clansmen and six daughters-in-law all let Xuanyuan Duzun kill them?

You said that if the two of them joined forces, would they be able to rush into the Xuanyuan Palace and slaughter the Martial Emperor?"

Seeing that the eight sisters became more and more excited, Shi Xiuxiu couldn't help but splash a basin of cold water on it:

"Ye Congwen has been dead for more than a year, do you eight sisters want to go to the Lost Forest to dig him out?"

The eight sisters were speechless, looked at each other for a long time, and suddenly

It becomes tasteless.

Only Feng Chi'er saw something strange in Shi Xiuxiu's eyes, and slowly asked:

"Holy Aunt, my sister is very curious about what this handsome guy in the Pangu Continent looks like, can you tell us what Ye Congwen looks like?"

Shi Xiuxiu was stunned for a moment, although Ye Congwen's appearance was the same as in his eyes, but he didn't read much, and without Cao Zijian's writing, how could he depict the most handsome guy in the world?

"Say

What's the use of coming out? This kind of thing has to be drawn with a pen, and the portrait can be known at a glance, don't be in the clouds, I can't read, and my imagination is limited."

Jin Hairpin knew that Shi Xiuxiu had seen Ye Congwen, so she immediately took out all the pen, ink and paper and asked Shi Xiuxiu to draw a portrait.

Di Cheng squinted a pair of suspicious eyes and glanced around the women, shook his head secretly and sighed:

This woman's friendship is also too strange, originally tense, as soon as she mentioned that there were handsome guys to see, she immediately turned her rivalry into a jade silk, so good that she was like a sister who hadn't seen her for many years.

Shaking his head, he really couldn't understand their way of thinking, so he had to slow down and be in a row with Ye Feng Dichi and the others.

Shi Xiuxiu doesn't like to read, but as the holy aunt of the Xiwu royal family, she still has to be more or less bookish since she was a child, otherwise she will be easily scolded as a barbarian.

The eight sisters are watching a good show on the side, if they don't show off, isn't that exactly what they want?

Without saying much, he picked up the pen and painted, thinking about Ye Congwen's appearance, rustling, and from head to toe after a while.

"Wow! It's exactly the same as I imagined, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, tall and mighty, powerful and powerful, and extraordinary bearing.

Look at this tiger's back and bear's waist, ape hands and long feet, there can be four people on his shoulders, and his hands can be put together to pick up our eight sisters at once——— hey! How do I feel more and more familiar?"

The more she looked at it, the more excited she became, as if she had seen this person herself.

"Alas, alas, Holy Aunt, are you confused, why did you paint my big brother Xiaoyao?

We want you to draw Ye Congwen, not let you draw Ye Congwen's head, Zhen Xiaoyao's body—"

Yinjiao'er also criticized on the side, secretly saying that this Xiwu village girl still has a few brushes for painting, she is ten times younger than me, but her painting level is ten times better than mine, and there is no way to pick up painting skills.

But there are other ways to start.

Shi Xiuxiu only felt that Ye Congwen's figure and Zhen Xiaoyao's figure in his head were overlapping each other, and even he couldn't tell which was Ye Congwen and which was Zhen Xiaoyao.

Listening to the judgment of the eight sisters, suddenly the two figures overlapped together, except for their appearance, their height and size, their arms and shoulders were almost identical, there was no difference at all!

As a proud disciple of a court painter, Shi Xiuxiu has an absolute grasp of the accuracy of his eyes.

"Are the two of them the same person! Could it be that Ye Congwen is not dead!"

Shi Xiuxiu's heart turned upside down, and she was emotional, as if she had been hit by a thunderbolt, she was demented, and she even dropped the pen and paper in her hand, but she didn't feel it at all.

Feng Chi'er knew that Shi Xiuxiu, as a Xiwu Holy Aunt, was naturally pampered since she was a child, and the silver bracelet reversed black and white to accuse her of not painting like it, but her painting was lifelike, and she knew that she was a Danqing master at a glance.

was groundlessly accused by a group of laymen in the field he was proud of, and he would be furious if he was replaced by himself.

Before Shi Xiuxiu turned her face, she hurriedly pointed ahead and shouted:

"Brothers and sisters, there is a piece of purple gas falling to the ground in front of you,

Let's go see if there's any elixir!"

All the people who ran along, as soon as they heard the word holy medicine, they immediately bombarded the demon birds that were entangled overhead, just wanting to get rid of the entanglement of the demon birds, and get together with the people of the team as soon as possible to form a combined array to pick the holy medicine.

Only Shi Xiuxiu followed behind unhurriedly like a walking corpse, running slowly.

"Xiuxiu, there is a holy medicine in front, let's go and take a look!"

When the giant Ye Feng saw that Shi Xiuxiu was depressed, he thought she was sulking and deliberately looking for something to distract her.

Who knew that there was no response after shouting a few times, Ye Feng had no choice but to shout in a loud voice:

"Shi Xiuxiu! What's wrong with you?"

The giant's voice was extremely loud, and a loud roar, like a thunderbolt from the sky, frightened Di Chi on the side, and only then complained when he came back to his senses:

"Silly big man, what are your nerves?

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Ye Feng saw that Shi Xiuxiu had woken up from his contemplation, and glanced at Di Chi, asking him to step forward and ask him to ask.

Di Chi looked at the absent-minded Shi Xiuxiu and helped to persuade:

"You are a proud disciple of the court painter, in terms of painting skills, the eight sisters are not worthy of lifting shoes for you, why should you care about their opinions?"

Who knew that Shi Xiuxiu wanted to speak and stopped, and only asked after a long time:

"If Ye Congwen hadn't died, what realm do you say he is now? Can you be as powerful as Uncle Yao?"

"Uh-"

As soon as Di Chi heard Shi Xiuxiu mention Ye Congwen, the rival who was digging into the wall, the boss in his heart was not a good feeling, and immediately snorted coldly:

"Just like that, he still wants to compare with my Uncle Yaoyao? It's only been more than a year before and after, and no matter how high the cultivation talent is, at most it will be the Divine Fire Candle Heaven Perfection Realm."

"That's not necessarily, my brother went back to his hometown, and it was only a little more than a month before and after, and he advanced from the Carved Array Dao Consummation Realm to the Divine Fire Candle Heaven Entry Realm.

Now that more than ten months have passed, not to mention the demigod and half-saint realm, at least I have to advance to the other side of the Divine Bridge realm!"

Ye Feng said disapprehantly, after all, even he had advanced to the Divine Fire Candle Heaven Realm, and the energy on this Nine Heavens Plateau was much richer than in other places.

"Even if he advances to the other side of the Divine Bridge Realm, he can't compare to the Half-Saint Realm's Uncle Yao! I didn't see that the uncle not only forced the Wuzheng God King and the Great Elder of the Purple Bird to be jealous of him, but also killed more than a hundred masters of the True God Realm in one move in seconds.

Does he have what it takes?"

"Don't forget, Ye Congwen will also be chaotic, and he will worship under the main door of the Chaos Palace."

Shi Xiuxiu said faintly, and the doubts in her heart could not be dissipated.

"Ye Congwen, that's also called Chaos Finger? His Chaos Finger can also kill a True God Realm master in an instant? The Chaos Hall Lord has been silent for five hundred years, can others secretly collect a few closed disciples to tell the world?

Besides, Ye Congwen's kid's face is so perfect, what mask can ruin him into Uncle Yao's miserable appearance?

Don't think about it, let's go pick up some natural treasures first, or what will we take back?"

After Di Chi finished speaking, he took the lead in running with the eight sisters, saying that the eight sisters were as easy as picking heavenly treasures and mushrooms, and they had to open their eyes.

Thinking that he had already eaten empty in Chu Yuzhong, Shi Xiuxiu and Ye Feng also ran away.

Seeing the demon exorcists rushing into the Phoenix Immortal Ridge, the Great Elder Ziyun said to the injured adult holy bird nine-headed bird with a secret sound:

"While there is no master to stop you now, hurry back to the Phoenix Nirvana Nest to ventilate and report!"