Chapter 238: In the Tower of Ten Thousand Flowers: The Tongues of the People (2)
Kawada Xianjun couldn't see the figure under the fence no matter how he stood on tiptoe, so he had to look out a few times through the carved gap, "Hey, is that the person who assisted the thirteen sons of the Dragon King during the Heavenly Demon War?"
Ay! Odd woman is also! ”
Linlang Xianjun pursed his lips, not impressed at all, and pointed to the woman in the moon-white shirt and said: "This woman's posture when she walks is like a dark night lotus, she is dignified and self-reliant without wind and wind. Step by step, walking on the white jade steps is like stepping on the clouds!
I heard that Qingqiu Qingwei is a reckless woman who doesn't know how to read and reason. Even if she is a reckless woman, how can she have such a posture!
Again-
If you are a husband and wife, how can you always deliberately keep a distance of three steps! ”
Kawada Xianjun couldn't see what was going on below, and was very curious in his heart, even though he wasn't tall enough, he still wanted to climb up and see enough: "Where!" Where? ”
Baoyuan Immortal Jun was angry in his heart and shouted: "Kawada! As a dignified immortal, you don't care about etiquette! What presumptuous! ”
Some of the other immortal monarchs also looked away, "I see too, this graceful posture is definitely not the reckless and rough woman of Qingqiu Mountain." I guess, it must be the first fairy in the fairy world, and Qingkui is. ”
The other shook his head, "No, no, it's true that the appearance of the Qingkui Fairy is overwhelming, but the beautiful temperament that exudes from the whole body should be the moon god Wangshu is ......."
"Hehe, the moon god Wangshu drives for the moon all year round, how can he come to Wanhua Island?"
"-You!"
Kawada Xianjun watched them fight back and forth, but he couldn't see anything, he ran to Wan Huajun with his mouth flat.
"Since they are Wan Huajun's distinguished guests, Wan Huajun must know the identities of the two. Tell me, tell me, who is the other person? ”
Wan Huajun glanced at the anxious Kawada Xianjun faintly, he continued to look at the person who was about to go upstairs with his chin propped up, and sighed faintly without saying a word.
"O iniquity...... Evil ......"
"Sin?" Kawada Xianjun was a little embarrassed by the second monk, "Could it be that Wan Huajun also thinks that Xiantong Lin Fengjun looks extremely demonic?" ”
Wan Huajun came back to his senses when Kawada said this, but he still shook his head as if he was sick.
"This evil is not the other, it is created."
Wan Huajun is never so mysterious on weekdays, and he says headless and brainless words. Today, it was suddenly like this, so that Kawada Xianjun couldn't guess, and he simply didn't guess.
Qing Wei and Feng Jiu got closer and closer to Wanhua Tower, and those maids and immortal monarchs also cheered.
Even if they couldn't see their faces clearly, the immortal monarchs all stared at Qing Wei behind them, "This waist looks very soft, as if Yingying is less than a hand, wonderful people!" ”
"Look at those jade hands again, the backs of the hands look smooth as jade, if you can touch them......"
Baoyuan Xianjun drank lightly: "Linlangjun, don't lose your identity as an immortal!" ”
Linlang Immortal Jun no longer said how this woman was, but turned his head to look at Bao Yuan, "Look at your old bones, don't you also look at that girl with your eyes?"
In other words, I have such a mind to rush over and courtship the woman! ”
"-Who is going to woo the only child of this Jun family?"
The man in red, who should have been dozens of meters away from this step, flashed in front of everyone, holding a purple bamboo bone fan in his hand, and looked at everyone present with a flirtatious look.
The gilt golden eyes were slowly swept away, and the people present were instantly silent.
In the originally cool Ten Thousand Flower Tower, it was as if the air had suddenly condensed into frost, and on his butterfly-like eyelashes was a thin layer of ice and snow.
Immortals, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to speak first.