Chapter 625
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So he smiled, "yes, are you?"
"My name is Murong Xinnuo. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm sorry..." Murong Xinnuo apologized again and again.
Jimoya didn't mean to see her after returning to the holy courtyard. Last night at the party, she had seen him once. Seeing his estranged attitude, she dared not rush forward to say hello.
Today, too.
Now, Huan Qinyan can pay attention to her, and Murong Xinnuo has a look of flattery.
She had thought that the girl who could be favored by the childe's career might be domineering. She didn't expect to be so amiable.
"If you don't mind, just sit with me." Seeing the girl's face so flattered and about to cry with joy, Huan Qingyan was even more surprised. The woman's expression was so rich.
Life is like a play. It all depends on acting. What is she playing?
Murong Xinnuo sat down happily. "Thank you, fantasy girl."
Both of them have an intention to make friends. As soon as they talk, there is a trend that the guests of honor are very happy.
Coupled with the eyes of Jimo Ya in the seating area, the two women were very happy to talk.
According to Huan Qingyan, jimoya doesn't approve of her getting too close to her cousin.
He doesn't want to tell her about his harem regiment. She's not interested in asking someone about it? She has to gossip.
In Murong Xinnuo's view, she can be with the fantasy girl with a few more eyes on Jimo career, and she has been so happy that she doesn't know the southeast and northwest.
After a while, they became familiar with each other.
"Murong girl, the saint's ceremony looks so complicated. What are you doing?"
"It's not complicated. One is to worship heaven and earth, the other is to worship the first saints of the human race, the third is to worship her school, the fourth is to worship her family, the sixth is to bathe in the holy light, and the seventh is to recite the virtues of the saint..."
Huan Qingyan listened and wanted to sleep, "it's so complicated!"
"It's not complicated. It's over soon. I'm reciting the chapter of virtue of the saint." Murong Xinnuo smiled softly. The beauty mole on her forehead made her look shy.
Sure enough, the colorful embroidered hundred mile purple Xi was holding a book in her hand, but she didn't look at it. She was posing as a talented woman and reciting words like scriptures.
People can't understand it, but it doesn't hinder their passion at all.
Just then, a voice of questioning suddenly sounded in the crowd.
"I dare ask you, Miss Baili, how can you be competent for the post of Saint we haven't given for a hundred years?"
After "brushing", everyone's eyes looked at the place where the sound was located.
Including Huan Qingyan, he also looked at the past with great interest. Is this the person who smashed the field?
The speaker is a humble woman with ordinary clothes and fierce momentum. Looking carefully, he is also a Xuanling master.
I can't see the specific age, because once I reach the true spiritual master, my face basically changes very little. It's not surprising that it hasn't changed for decades.
Baili Zixi stopped reciting the saint's virtue, and gracefully moved her eyes to the girl who provoked the scene, "Zixi dare not claim to be virtuous and capable, but Zixi will move forward bravely for the sake of the human race."
The semi saints and King's spiritual masters on the stand nodded slightly.
The provocative woman below suddenly jumped and flew straight to the altar!
"I'm just a little-known monk named Chai Yunzhu. I got into Xuanling master by chance. I think my qualification is OK. Today I come all the way to challenge you officially. If you can't even win me, you saint, hum, we won't accept it!"
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So he smiled, "yes, are you?"
"My name is Murong Xinnuo. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm sorry..." Murong Xinnuo apologized again and again.
Jimoya didn't mean to see her after returning to the holy courtyard. Last night at the party, she had seen him once. Seeing his estranged attitude, she dared not rush forward to say hello.
Today, too.
Now, Huan Qinyan can pay attention to her, and Murong Xinnuo has a look of flattery.
She had thought that the girl who could be favored by the childe's career might be domineering. She didn't expect to be so amiable.
"If you don't mind, just sit with me." Seeing the girl's face so flattered and about to cry with joy, Huan Qingyan was even more surprised. The woman's expression was so rich.
Life is like a play. It all depends on acting. What is she playing?
Murong Xinnuo sat down happily. "Thank you, fantasy girl."
Both of them have an intention to make friends. As soon as they talk, there is a trend that the guests of honor are very happy.
Coupled with the eyes of Jimo Ya in the seating area, the two women were very happy to talk.
According to Huan Qingyan, jimoya doesn't approve of her getting too close to her cousin.
He doesn't want to tell her about his harem regiment. She's not interested in asking someone about it? She has to gossip.
In Murong Xinnuo's view, she can be with the fantasy girl with a few more eyes on Jimo career, and she has been so happy that she doesn't know the southeast and northwest.
After a while, they became familiar with each other.
"Murong girl, the saint's ceremony looks so complicated. What are you doing?"
"It's not complicated. One is to worship heaven and earth, the other is to worship the first saints of the human race, the third is to worship her school, the fourth is to worship her family, the sixth is to bathe in the holy light, and the seventh is to recite the virtues of the saint..."
Huan Qingyan listened and wanted to sleep, "it's so complicated!"
"It's not complicated. It's over soon. I'm reciting the chapter of virtue of the saint." Murong Xinnuo smiled softly. The beauty mole on her forehead made her look shy.
Sure enough, the colorful embroidered hundred mile purple Xi was holding a book in her hand, but she didn't look at it. She was posing as a talented woman and reciting words like scriptures.
People can't understand it, but it doesn't hinder their passion at all.
Just then, a voice of questioning suddenly sounded in the crowd.
"I dare ask you, Miss Baili, how can you be competent for the post of Saint we haven't given for a hundred years?"
After "brushing", everyone's eyes looked at the place where the sound was located.
Including Huan Qingyan, he also looked at the past with great interest. Is this the person who smashed the field?
The speaker is a humble woman with ordinary clothes and fierce momentum. Looking carefully, he is also a Xuanling master.
I can't see the specific age, because once I reach the true spiritual master, my face basically changes very little. It's not surprising that it hasn't changed for decades.
Baili Zixi stopped reciting the saint's virtue, and gracefully moved her eyes to the girl who provoked the scene, "Zixi dare not claim to be virtuous and capable, but Zixi will move forward bravely for the sake of the human race."
The semi saints and King's spiritual masters on the stand nodded slightly.
The provocative woman below suddenly jumped and flew straight to the altar!
"I'm just a little-known monk named Chai Yunzhu. I got into Xuanling master by chance. I think my qualification is OK. Today I come all the way to challenge you officially. If you can't even win me, you saint, hum, we won't accept it!"
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
So he smiled, "yes, are you?""My name is Murong Xinnuo. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm sorry..." Murong Xinnuo apologized again and again.Jimoya didn't mean to see her after returning to the holy courtyard. Last night at the party, she had seen him once. Seeing his estranged attitude, she dared not rush forward to say hello.Today, too.Now, Huan Qinyan can pay attention to her, and Murong Xinnuo has a look of flattery.She had thought that the girl who could be favored by the childe's career might be domineering. She didn't expect to be so amiable."If you don't mind, just sit with me." Seeing the girl's face so flattered and about to cry with joy, Huan Qingyan was even more surprised. The woman's expression was so rich.Life is like a play. It all depends on acting. What is she playing?Murong Xinnuo sat down happily. "Thank you, fantasy girl."Both of them have an intention to make friends. As soon as they talk, there is a trend that the guests of honor are very happy.Coupled with the eyes of Jimo Ya in the seating area, the two women were very happy to talk.According to Huan Qingyan, jimoya doesn't approve of her getting too close to her cousin.He doesn't want to tell her about his harem regiment. She's not interested in asking someone about it? She has to gossip.In Murong Xinnuo's view, she can be with the fantasy girl with a few more eyes on Jimo career, and she has been so happy that she doesn't know the southeast and northwest.After a while, they became familiar with each other."Murong girl, the saint's ceremony looks so complicated. What are you doing?""It's not complicated. One is to worship heaven and earth, the other is to worship the first saints of the human race, the third is to worship her school, the fourth is to worship her family, the sixth is to bathe in the holy light, and the seventh is to recite the virtues of the saint..."Huan Qingyan listened and wanted to sleep, "it's so complicated!""It's not complicated. It's over soon. I'm reciting the chapter of virtue of the saint." Murong Xinnuo smiled softly. The beauty mole on her forehead made her look shy.Sure enough, the colorful embroidered hundred mile purple Xi was holding a book in her hand, but she didn't look at it. She was posing as a talented woman and reciting words like scriptures.People can't understand it, but it doesn't hinder their passion at all.Just then, a voice of questioning suddenly sounded in the crowd."I dare ask you, Miss Baili, how can you be competent for the post of Saint we haven't given for a hundred years?"After "brushing", everyone's eyes looked at the place where the sound was located.Including Huan Qingyan, he also looked at the past with great interest. Is this the person who smashed the field?The speaker is a humble woman with ordinary clothes and fierce momentum. Looking carefully, he is also a Xuanling master.I can't see the specific age, because once I reach the true spiritual master, my face basically changes very little. It's not surprising that it hasn't changed for decades.Baili Zixi stopped reciting the saint's virtue, and gracefully moved her eyes to the girl who provoked the scene, "Zixi dare not claim to be virtuous and capable, but Zixi will move forward bravely for the sake of the human race."The semi saints and King's spiritual masters on the stand nodded slightly.The provocative woman below suddenly jumped and flew straight to the altar!"I'm just a little-known monk named Chai Yunzhu. I got into Xuanling master by chance. I think my qualification is OK. Today I come all the way to challenge you officially. If you can't even win me, you saint, hum, we won't accept it!"This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
