When Du Lanzhen stepped into the Sixiang Building again, the scene on the first floor was the same as she imagined...... It's a bit of a stretch.

"Bet on Chen Fengyun for me! I bet that she will definitely be able to be the sixteenth son of Tianyuan!"

"Chen Fengyun can also look at his face! The Moon Covering Sect has long been gone! You just wait for the blood to be lost! The spirit stone will be brought to Lao Tzu!" The little brother who collected the bet reversed his delicate appearance and humble attitude, roared at the monk who handed over the spirit stone, snatched the spirit stone from the man's hand, stuffed it into the storage bag on the counter, threw him a chip, and shouted loudly, "Hey, yes! Wait for the blood to be lost, fool!"

The monk who bet on Chen Fengyun was pushed away in an instant, and a monk squeezed in in front of the little brother who collected the bet, "Hey, I want to bet on Xi Yushan......"

"Xi Yushan, is that the sissy who will hold the peony flower and look up to the sky and shout, 'My heart will remain unchanged on this day'?" The little brother held the person's spirit stone, as if he was holding some trophy, and affectionately performed the performance of the monk on the stage, making a vomiting motion, "Frustrated brother!"

"Next!" he shouted.

"Uh......" Duran let out an embarrassed sigh, "that's how he ...... Is this attitude really okay?" she pointed to the little brother who collected the bets and asked Pu Yiqiong and Du Junzhi, who were more familiar with the place.

"The truth is, looking at the number of people here, you know how hot it is. The monk who had crowded in front of them turned around and said with a blank face.

The next second, he showed extreme surprise, as if he saw the magic weapon speaking, "Hey, are you, are you—that Du—"

"Uncle Shi, you see that your image has finally come out! I didn't put it on when Junzhi and I came to see it yesterday!" Pu Yiqiong suddenly pulled her sleeve excitedly, interrupted the monk's words, and pointed to the image in the distance, forcing Du Lanzhen to turn his head to look.

Duran should have turned his head to look.

But I don't know why-maybe it's a strange symptom called Ji Chengbi PTSD, sometimes you think you're mentally prepared, and you do feel that you don't take it seriously at all, but at the moment when the result is about to be revealed-

You find out you're not ready!

But she looked back anyway.

In the vast sea of people, a beautiful and gentle woman smiled at her.

"Thank God!" Du Lan really let out a sigh of relief, and quickly noticed the dense golden threads on his image and the misty green clouds under his feet, "What's the matter?

"It's not just you, the four of you are like this in the late stage of foundation building, and you are hot before you play. The monk who turned back at first clutched his chest and said excitedly, "Oh, I can't believe you're so good-looking in reality—let me see, oh my God! You don't even wear makeup!ah! I'm dead!!"

Du Lanzhen quietly moved to the side, his eyes and tone were full of the big man Fan in the world-as if standing in front of him was someone she had known since childhood, on the ordinary Yizhong Island, "Who are the four late foundation building periods?

"Huh-" The monk stretched out his hand sharply and clicked three times in three directions in the air, speaking as fast as Du Lan's real rouge, "Wei Yucheng of the Shengyang Sect, Zhu Qingxue of the Sanxiu Sect, and Yan Qingyi of the Chixiao Sect!!" The last name, he shouted out with a scream.

Du Junzhi and Pu Yiqiong took out their perverted eyes.

Duran really looked calm, "Daoyou seems to be very optimistic about this Yan Qingyi Daoyou?"

"A real man should be like Yan Qingyi!" the monk held his face, revealing a wistful and sweet expression.

Duran really looked at him and put on makeup - off-topic, and it was also the most popular this year, the classic mountain and sea makeup recommended by the most popular columnist of "Xiuzhen Selection - Women for Themselves", Du Lan really couldn't recognize which theme of the series was - she sighed wistfully, "I'm old, I can't catch up with the trend." ”

"Listen, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, I'm going to take Yuan Zhensheng!Yuan Zhensheng!Yuan Zhensheng!Hurry up and arrange for me, do you understand?" A raging monk slammed the table on the counter and yelled hoarsely, "And I've been standing in line at your damn damn counter for three days, and there's always been someone cutting in line! Cutting in line! Damn it, can't you send someone to keep order?"

"I also want someone to maintain order when I step on a horse! Do you think it's a good thing for me to stand here and shout at you guys, and listen to your pretentious predictions? You! You can leave after you finish in line, and I! I have to stand for another day before I can get off work! Go to his non-crane tower! Go to his sixteenth son of Tianyuan!"

The little brother who collected the bets did not show weakness, and while quickly collecting the bets and distributing chips, he yelled at the monk, "Also, Yuan Zhensheng? Ha, it's a good choice! I only know that if I look at the sect, I will only choose the garbage of mediocre stocks! Even if he becomes the sixteenth son of Tianyuan, how many spirit stones can you get?"

The monk who held Yuan Zhensheng wanted to spray him, but he had already been pushed out of the crowd.

"Excuse me, I want to bet on Duran. The monks who squeezed in were concise and to the point.

But he didn't - or rather, did the person he bet on get polite treatment, "Ha! Duranzhen, you know at a glance that you are also a follower of the Qunfang spectrum, huh? You don't know the essence of the gambling game!"

"Hey, I know that sounds a little crazy - after all, I haven't watched her fight, but, anyway, I just want to make a bet, bet on me Qingxue, and I bet on her to be the first place!"

"Choose wisely, good bettors, you'll win, don't be too upset. The little brother who collected the bet smiled at him with a fake smile.

"Get out of the way for me!Who allowed you to squeeze on the old lady?" There was a sudden chaos in front of the counter, and one person lifted several big men with a thousand strengths, rushed into the counter majestically, and slapped the storage bag on the counter, "I'll bet myself!"

"Okay, fairy, I'll arrange it for you right away. The little brother who collected the bet looked at the slender and good-looking arm in front of him, and looked at the big men who were on their backs, in a mess, and who had not stood up but struggled more and more, and drowned in the crowd, and laughed earnestly, "Dare to ask the name of the fairy?"

"My surname is Gu, Gu Niyun. She said lightly, reached out and grabbed the chips, turned around and left, someone was still there to popularize her background and origin, "It's the eldest lady of the Gu family!"

"Is that the eldest lady Gu who was divorced by the Qi family?"

"That's her! I heard that she used to be a piece of wastewood! Now it's like this...... Tsk, that's fierce?"

"She is the eldest Miss Gu who Qi Zuorong divorced? Mom! When the ex-fiancé meets, isn't it Shura Field!"

Gu Niyun didn't seem to hear anything, and walked out of the crowd with a cold face, along the way, the crowd came out, and his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at the crowd.

She casually turned her head and met Duran's real gaze, met her for a moment, and then, unexpectedly, smiled politely, unobtrusively, but with a hint of scrutiny.

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