Chatper 837 (1/2)

"It's okay to ask questions, but please let them go first."

The young woman's white dress is like snow, standing on a sword, like a nine-day fairy entering the mortal world, with outstanding temperament.

A gust of breeze blew, and the veil as thin as a cicada's wings fluttered lightly, revealing a pointed chin.

Although it is only the tip of the iceberg, coupled with a pair of water-cut pupils, and a slight red mole between her eyebrows, it is enough to show that this girl has a beautiful appearance and is a rare beauty.

At this time, some of the young men who came with her were all around her like a star and a moon, and a few of them made no secret of the admiration in their eyes.

There are too many women around Yang Xuan, all of them are like immortals, and they are peerless.

Just when Yang Xuan was stunned, someone beside the woman shouted and scolded: "Boy, my goddess of Shenzong asked you to let go. Are you having trouble with your ears, or are you deliberately pretending not to hear?"

This is a handsome man in his twenties, with a slender build. His collar is also embroidered with eight shining stars. At a glance, he can tell that he is an eight-star god refiner.

"What shall I ask you?"

The handsome man saw that Yang Xuan was silent, his eyes fixed on the dream lover standing next to him, and his words suddenly became cold.

"Your name is Misty Goddess?"

Yang Xuan looked leisurely, ignoring the young man's fire-breathing gaze, and asked the young woman with a smile.

"This is just a title. My surname is Mu and my name is Lingxue."

The woman spoke lightly, her voice like a fairy tune, melodious and pleasant.

"So your name is Mu Lingxue!"

Yang Xuan nodded with a smile, and said, "Miss Mu has an extraordinary temperament, and it matches the title of your ethereal goddess, but I'm just wondering, you have scars on your face and dare not show your true face? Or She looks so beautiful, she only takes off her veil in the dead of night and admires herself?"

"Giggle, it looks like a beautiful woman at first glance, the master is really funny."

Ding Mansha smiled and leaned back and forth, and she seemed to have no idea that Yang Xuan had such a funny side.

However, these words were too shocking, and Mu Lingxue didn't know what to think when she heard it.

Mu Lingxue was still so indifferent, as if she hadn't heard Ding Mansha's words, but the handsome man jumped out and shouted coldly, "Damn, how noble is the status of the ethereal goddess of my Shenzong, how can I allow you? Pointing and making comments here?"

"Flower Messenger?"

Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and bit the word "envoy" very hard. If he didn't listen carefully, he would really confuse him if he pronounced it wrong, and called the messenger's envoy as shit.

Ding Mansha obviously understood the mystery of Yang Xuan's words, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's okay if she doesn't smile, but her smile is so beautiful that it makes the eyes of many young men on the opposite side gleam, secretly swallowing saliva.

If Mu Lingxue is a white lotus flower, holy and elegant, clean of dirt and dust, it can only be viewed from a distance and not to be played with, then Ding Mansha is a delicate and beautiful rose, blooming with its own beauty all the time. Don't hide.

Whether it's the former or the latter, it's exciting.

Even the handsome man was amazed, he instinctively bowed his hands at Ding Mansha, and introduced himself: "Under Liu Shichong, I don't know the girl's surname, why do you want to go with an uneducated guy?"

"Uneducated guy?"

Ding Mansha was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Liu Shichong was referring to Yang Xuan, and immediately smiled brightly, "Master, he is scolding you, do you want the slave family to go over and arrest him for you."

Liu Shichong hadn't noticed it before, but now he was surprised and jealous when he heard Ding Mansha call Yang Xuan the master.

He said, "You're not kidding, girl, how can this son be able to accept you as a servant?"

This is also what other people want to ask. They don't understand why Ding Mansha, a beautiful and bubbling beauty, is willing to rely on others, especially this person is still a seventeen- or eight-year-old boy who speaks out.

In the audience, only that Mu Lingxue looked at Yang Xuan without blinking.

At this moment, she seemed to see something incredible, and a look of shock flashed in her eyes.

The corner of Yang Xuan's mouth twitched, and he looked at Mu Lingxue like this. In the end, Mu Lingxue couldn't help but speak first, "Have you opened your eyes?"