As Mr. Murong's words fell, I saw a beautiful figure slowly walking out of the second floor. She was wearing a Hanfu, with her hair crossed, and her delicate facial features and beautiful face was stunned for an instant.
She is officially the protagonist of this evening, Murong Xuehan. Tonight is her Chéng Rén ceremony. Behind her, there are two old mothers in Hanfu who are walking slowly towards the stairs.
At this moment, whether it was the man or the woman present, all eyes were on Murong Xuehan's body, because she is too dazzling today, and she has never seen anyone so beautiful in Hanfu.
Even the four beauties in ancient times are nothing but this! Today's Murong Xuehan even surpassed the four ancient beauties, making people shine and shocking.
Even Liu Zhize couldn't turn his eyes. Is this still Murong Xuehan? It is undeniable that Murong Xuehan is indeed beautiful, but no one has ever seen Murong Xuehan dressed as beautiful as today.
Behind the two old mothers, Ji Qingcheng and other friends of Murong Xuehan followed. They also changed their clothes. Although Ji Qingcheng is also beautiful, because of Murong Xuehan, her light is destined to be concealed. .
"Wow~ It's so beautiful."
Someone in the crowd screamed.
"That's necessary. Could it be that Mr. Murong's granddaughter will be worse?"
Instead, it was Murong Xuehan, those phoenix eyes kept sweeping across the crowd, as if she was looking for something.
But it seemed that she couldn't find the person she wanted to find, and her face was dimmed at this moment.
She sighed and secretly said, did he still not come
She just went downstairs before she even thought about it. At this moment, she saw her grandfather walking over with a smile. Suddenly, Murong Xuehan's eyes lit up and she saw the familiar figure behind her grandfather.
He had already arrived, and he was still behind his grandfather. For a while, Murong Xuehan was pleasantly surprised.
After all, Murong Xuehan at the beginning really thought that Liu Zhize would not come, and it was impossible for him to see Mr. Murong. After all, Liu Zhize and his grandfather were not in the same world, but now she knew that she was wrong.
"Xuehan." Father Murong yelled softly.
Murong Xuehan nodded, looking at the teenager who was staring at him blankly, Murong Xuehan flushed and lowered her head.
"Well, now that everyone is here, let the Chéng Rén ceremony officially begin." The old man said with a smile, and then the whole living room was noisy, and the Chéng Rén ceremony officially began.
Murong Xuehan, Ji Qingcheng and others walked towards the two old mothers one after another. When they left, Murong Xuehan didn't forget to glance at the dazed young man before leaving with a chuckle.
The guests also followed, including Qin Hai and his party, but Liu Zhize still stood still and didn't move.
Of course, this is not because he doesn't want to move, but because he is looking for a gift from Sun Gan.
"Sun Gan, give me the present quickly, otherwise it will be too late." Liu Zhize exclaimed.
"Master, wait a while, I'll look for it again." Sun Gan was also helpless, and kept tumbling in the heart tower. He had really forgotten this before. He didn't remember it until Liu Zhize talked about gifts just now. He hadn't found the gift yet, and suddenly he went crazy.
Not only him, but also Generals Zhou Cangchen, Huang Chong, Liu Feng, and Zhuo Ying were all visited by Sun Gan to look for gifts. Fortunately, several generals spent a long time in search of gifts, and finally found something in the heart tower and gave it to Liu Zhize.
In a short while, the Chéng Rén ceremony was over, and the guests came back one after another, and Murong Xuehan, looking at the somewhat silly handsome young man, she felt an inexplicable sense of joy in her heart. After staying for a long time, he was still standing there.
"Xuehan, who is that? Why do I feel like I saw her somewhere?" At this moment, Ji Qingcheng didn't know when she came to Murong Xuehan's side, she pointed to Liu Zhize and started talking.
Last time Liu Zhize entered the female dormitory by disguising himself as a woman. Although Ji Qingcheng felt a little familiar, he couldn't remember who Liu Zhize was.
Murong Xuehan smiled, but didn't speak, she couldn't say that it was the last time a man entered the female dormitory disguised as a woman!
"Hey, Xiao Liu, are you ready for the present? I seem to have heard that you and Murong Xuehan are classmates." Among the crowd, Qin Hai walked out and surrounded Liu Zhize. They were very curious that Liu Zhize would give it. What gift to Murong Xuehan.
Liu Zhize nodded awkwardly, he is ready! As for whether it is good or bad, I don't know.
Seeing Liu Zhize nodded, Qin Hai and the others were relieved. Although Murong Xuehan was just their junior, and there was no need to give Murong Xuehan a gift, who made her the granddaughter of Mr. Murong? Even if you don’t look at the monk’s face, you must look at the Buddha face.
"Maoshan Nanshan Daozi is here to wish Miss Murong a happy birthday." Suddenly, a voice rang in everyone's ears.
Everyone turned their heads and looked, and saw a young man walked in at the door. With a smile on his face, he walked straight towards the old man Murong.
Seeing this man, Liu Zhize was taken aback, why did Nanshan Daozi also come over? Does their Taoism have anything to do with Murong's family? Is it possible that the mana of Mr. Murong was learned in Maoshan
"I have seen Uncle Master and Miss Murong. Today, on behalf of Mao Shan, I would like to wish Miss Murong a happy birthday. A little meaning is not worthy of respect." Daozi Nanshan smiled at the respectful salute of Mr. Murong and Murong Xuehan, and finished speaking. He took out a box from his arms and handed it to Murong Xuehan.
"Master... Master Uncle?" Liu Zhize was startled, fucking! ! Is this old man really from Maoshan
"Mao Shan is interested, please take a moment, Master Nephew, the table will be opened soon." Father Murong was also very happy to see Daozi Nanshan. Although his cultivation power is not as good as Daozi Nanshan, he belongs to Daozi Nanshan. Elders, although he has been away from Maoshan for many years, Maoshan would come to see him every year, which made Mr. Murong very happy.
"Yes, Uncle Master." Daozi Nanshan nodded, then took a step back and stepped into the crowd.
"Taozi Nanshan offers a thousand-year-old ginseng." If someone offers a gift, someone will naturally report it.
"Wow... Thousand-year ginseng? Is that rare in a hundred years, true or false?" Someone among the crowd guessed that the thousand-year ginseng is rare in a hundred years, even if it is at auction. Ten million, or even hundreds of millions, can be bought.
This Maoshan person gave such a big gift as soon as it came, and countless people wanted to scold this Nanshan Taoist to death. You have given such a big gift, then do we still want to give it
But I think so. Gifts are still to be given. Everyone laughed bitterly and began to give gifts one after another. ()