Vanilla Temple.

Everyone stood quietly, Xiaoyu held a tea cup in her hand, sitting upright in the middle, looking at the man walking in front of her with her eyes playful eyes.

He was wearing a long ink-green robe, elegant and luxurious, with long hair like ink, and a jade hairpin with a star-like eyes reflected an unfathomable light, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he picked out a smile that seemed to be there and there.

He walked in the hall without any haste, his eyes wandering on Junjun and others.

In the hall, the new human race stands side by side, like waiting for the buyer's goods, waiting for the seller to choose.

Xiaoyu sips a sip of tea and his eyes fall outside the hall.

On the ground outside the hall, three human races stood.

They were all human races who came with Ling Luoyu, and they looked quite Zhou Zheng, who stood there with a look of panic and confused look on their faces.

"Shaojun Ling, where is your Zeen Hall? Why do you still use these thick-handed and thick-legged human race as servants?!"

Xiaoyu raised her eyes slightly and smiled deeper.

"These people are all newcomers who have not been trained. Not to mention doing things, they have not even learned the most basic etiquette rules. If you use them... I am afraid that it will damage your reputation in the Palace of Grace!!"

"The human race is requisitioned, that is used!! If not, what are they still doing??"

Su Lingdong stopped in front of Junjun with a smile, and the folding fan in his hand lifted his chin and looked around like a animal.

"Miss Ling... Oh, no! I should call you brother and sister. After all, you and my cousin are about to get married..."

With a slightly tilted head, he swept through her eyes meaningfully.

"I will not be reluctant to choose a human race for you, right?"

"What do I want to bear to let go?! Anyway, it's all for you..." Xiaoyu closed the teacup, handed it to the cicada beside her, and slowly stood up: "If you think of these people, you will take away any of them. I don't care... Anyway, it doesn't matter if you lack one or the other!!"

"Don't worry, brother and sister, I won't want it too much!! I only need one for each hall..."

Su Lingdong suddenly put away the folding fan and pointed it on Junjun's shoulder.

"You, come out..."

Junjun looked bitter in an instant and looked at Chan'er and Xiaoyu with a helping look.

Chan'er subconsciously took a step forward, feeling reluctant to leave, but she still retreated.

In such an occasion, she had no right to speak at all.

To be honest, even Xiaoyu has no decision-making power.

Who is Su Lingdong?

He is one of the most beloved grandsons of the Demon God!!

Who dares not give what he wants?

Besides, it's just a trivial human race!!

"Bang!"

Su Lingdong folding fan lightly opened and walked leisurely outside the hall.

"My brother and sister, I still have a few places to go and I need a few more people, so I won't disturb you..."

Xiaoyu smiled and raised her lips, bent her knees slightly and said, "Cicada, I send you to Mr. Ling!"

The cicada responded and knelt down respectfully with the servants of the Vanilla Palace, sending Su Lingdong away.

He returned until his figure disappeared.

"Cicada!"

"Miss……"

"You demon clan... can't you have masters who choose people from one hall after another every time you enter the new human clan?!"

"Of course not..." Chan'er frowned in confusion: "There has never been such a thing, and I don't know what happened to Young Master Lingdong this time?"

She looked suspiciously at Su Lingdong's back and shook her head slightly without understanding.

"The Palace of Honor...will these people be short of?!"
Chapter completed!