Suddenly, the man seemed to feel her gaze and glanced at her coldly. There was a cold light in his eyes, which made her feel dangerous and as if she was being targeted by murderous intent. The blood in her body was about to freeze.
Feng Wanqing lowered her head quickly, her heart beating like thunder, and thought to herself: "No! This must be an illusion! He is definitely not looking at me like that!"
She carefully raised her head and found that the man was talking to Hanyue and his eyes were not on her at all. She breathed a sigh of relief, it was indeed an illusion.
"I think she seems to be quite interested in you. It's really interesting. How many men does she like? First, it was the Crown Prince Xiao Chuhan of Beiyue, then the Young Master Lan Zewu of Beiyuan Empire, and then the Young Lord Gao Yu of Jiaoyang City, and now she keeps looking at you. She is really a playboy." Feng Siyue curled the corners of her lips and sent a message to Di Xuanshang, her tone carrying a gloating and sarcastic interest.
Di Xuanshang just glanced at Feng Wanqing and then looked away, as if looking at her any longer would be a charity.
He looked into Feng Siyue's eyes and said in a low voice: "Are you jealous?"
Feng Siyue stared at him with eyes wide open and clicked her tongue twice. This man was so cold, yet actually quite narcissistic.
She snorted, "Why would I be jealous? You don't think I've fallen in love with you after just a few days together, do you? Besides, with a beauty like me in front of you, anyone with vision would look down on ordinary, vulgar women, right?"
She raised her eyebrows deliberately. When it comes to narcissism, she is not bad!
The corners of Emperor Xuanshang's mouth curled up slightly under the mask, and he said, "Then may I ask Miss Zhuyu, when can you take off your veil and let me see your face?"
"You can watch it anytime you want, but the prerequisite is that you have to take off the mask on your face first. That's fair."
Hearing this, Di Xuanshang was suddenly no longer in a hurry to look at her. After all, his face was a bit similar to his elder brother who liked to have fun with women and then abandon them. If it brought back her bad memories, it would be troublesome.
So let’s talk about it after some time.
Feng Siyue was not in a hurry at all. She had plenty of patience. This kind of mysterious feeling was more exciting and interesting, wasn't it
But she still had to find the biological father of the two little ones. She had someone detoxify her for seven days and seven nights, which must have left a serious psychological trauma on him. He might even become phobic about women. She would have to make up for it then.
It cannot be compensated spiritually. People probably want to chop her to pieces when they see her. It can only be compensated with material things.
If the other party didn't have children, she wouldn't mind sending the two little ones over, after all, the two little ones were his offspring.
When the time comes, the two little ones will come to her, and the two, four, six, and seven will go to their biological father. With the magic weapon of teleportation, they can come and go freely.
"Yueyue, be careful. Ouyang Feng, the deputy leader of the Monk Alliance, is here."
Suddenly, Di Xuanshang sent her a message.
Yueyue
When these two words came out of his mouth, Feng Siyue's legs felt weak. His voice was so magnetic, and there was a hint of tenderness and tenderness in it. Especially, his whole body exuded an icy aura that kept strangers away. This sense of contrast made people unable to stop.
Although Feng Siyue was not the kind of person who could not walk when seeing a handsome guy, the Lan Zewu before was already very handsome, but only Xuan Shang, whose face she had never even seen, could give her a different feeling and make her heart beat faster.
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At this moment, he just called her "Yueyue" and she felt that she was about to lose control. She subconsciously glanced at the masked man in front of her. Could she be blamed
If you want to blame someone, you can only blame it on my brother’s charming voice, his height, long legs and dog waist.
"cough!"
When Di Xuanshang cast a puzzled look at her, she quickly looked in one direction and saw a middle-aged man with a big belly flying over with Yang Aotian and sitting on the judging seat on the podium in the square.
"You were too popular yesterday. The suppression against you today will only be more severe. It's okay if you don't want to continue to participate in the competition. I will help you solve the sect's affairs." Di Xuanshang said to her softly.
"No, I think I can handle it."
Feng Siyue still has some confidence. What she showed yesterday was less than one-third of her real strength.
Besides, she doesn't want to rely on a man for everything.
What she wants is a relationship of equal strength, not a dodder that depends on a man. That can easily make a person lose herself, and it is not her character.
Di Xuanshang nodded slightly, respecting her approach, and this was exactly what he admired about Feng Siyue, so he would not take action unless Feng Siyue was in absolute danger.
And his current identity is just the man standing behind Feng Siyue!
After Ouyang Feng and Yang Aotian sat down, the person hosting the competition stood up and said loudly: "I am Elder Chen from the Monk Alliance. Elder Wen is not feeling well, so I will host the competition today!"
Feng Siyue's lips curled up. Sure enough, someone had been replaced. Wen Jinbao was too embarrassing yesterday. It would be strange if the Monks Alliance didn't replace him.
"After a concerted study by the elders of the Monks' Alliance and Hanhai College, today's competition will not be a ring battle, but a clearance competition!"
When these words were spoken, everyone looked surprised.
In previous years, the sect competitions were all kinds of arena competitions. How did it suddenly become a clearance competition? How did the clearance method work
After hearing the question from the audience, Elder Chen spoke loudly, "In order to ensure the fairness of the competition and to identify the most outstanding and promising disciples from each sect, our Monk Alliance's Leader Ouyang has specially taken out his semi-saint-level magic weapon - Phantom Ghost!"
As he spoke, Ouyang Feng, who looked like a mountain of flesh, stood up with a smile. He waved his hand and a scroll of black and gold light flew into the air, slowly unfolding and expanding, covering the sky above his head.
A huge scroll covered the sky. As it darkened, a picture of mountains and rivers appeared in the scroll, which looked like real mountains and rivers. It was night inside, and the full moon was shining. Faint sounds of monsters howling could be heard from within.
The scroll gave people a powerful sense of oppression, making it difficult for people to breathe.
"So this is a semi-sacred weapon!"
"I heard that the cultivator alliance would take out the Soul Shocking Scroll of Alliance Leader Ouyang only when they are training the most core talents! One day outside, three days inside, and with abundant spiritual energy and numerous dangers, it is the best place for training!"
"Yes, I heard that last year a disciple from the Cultivator Alliance who was in the late stage of the Martial King Realm went in, and after coming out a few days later, he actually broke through to the Martial Sect Realm!"
"Will he die in there?" someone asked in a low voice.
"Of course not! What are you thinking? This is Alliance Leader Ouyang's life-saving magic weapon. With him here, how could anyone die in it!"
After hearing this, the disciples on the field felt relieved and began to look forward to it.
This kind of opportunity is hard to come by. Not everyone is lucky enough to be able to gain experience in a semi-sacred weapon.
The audience below was extremely envious. Who could have thought that Alliance Leader Ouyang would be so generous as to give semi-sacred artifacts to the disciples of various sects for a clearance competition? Perhaps many disciples would be able to advance in the competition!