fed up.

Zhan Hanjue stamped his feet and turned around...

Yan Zheng thought he was going to attack him, so he was so frightened that he quickly leaned back. Unexpectedly, he leaned too far and fell to the ground.

Zhan Hanjue's thin lips slightly raised, "This means that evil people will have their own destiny."

At this moment, in the prayer square in front of the prayer temple, an indescribable long stacked table has been placed, and the table top is covered with red cloth. From a distance, it looks like giant red dragons winding in the mountains.

Beautiful girls shuttled between the long tables, wearing bells and making crisp music.

When Zhan Hanjue and the others appeared in the Prayer Square, a group of young and beautiful girls came running over, surrounding the shy Zhuma.

beautiful.

The beauty of Zhuma is spotless. It is as beautiful as the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, holy and flawless.

When Zheng Ling saw Zhuma like this, her heart skipped a beat.

"Brother Zhan." Zhuma was pushed in front of Lord Zhan Han by the girls, with a shy expression on her pretty face.

Her father told her that the old man had promised her marriage to Lord Zhan Han, and she would become his concubine sooner or later. That's why Zhuma showed her girlish feelings in front of Lord Zhan Han.

Her waist-length black hair looks as beautiful as a waterfall. The hair on her temples is braided into many sparse braids, hanging down on her chest. The braids are decorated with red gems, which complement her bright red dress.

The hair brings out her beauty.

Yan Zheng bared his teeth and said, "Alas, Fengxian, save some face for your husband in front of other beauties. Okay?"

Fengxian angrily let go of his ears. Perhaps it was a woman's natural intuition. Fengxian could feel Zhuma's intimidation towards Zheng Ling, so she deliberately said loudly: "This woman in Yujiazhai is beautiful, she is beautiful.

No soul, no life. Unlike my sister Zheng Ling, who is both beautiful and talented. The beauty radiating from the bones makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they will never be forgotten."

Then Fengxian lay on Zhan Hanjue's shoulder, smiling domineeringly: "My brother only likes beauties like my sister-in-law. Right, brother?"

Only then did she realize how powerful her competitor was.

"Wow, so beautiful." Yan Zheng looked at the colorful girl, and finally his eyes fell on Zhuma, exclaiming. "I finally understand why Tang Bohu felt that all the beauties were eclipsed after seeing Qiuxiang. It turns out that

There really are such beautiful and fragrant women in the world."

Fengxian grabbed his ears and whispered: "Who are you praising for being beautiful? Who are you praising for being beautiful?"

The girls stared at Fengxian with gloating expressions, because they simply did not believe that Lord Zhan Han could resist Zhuma's charm.

At this moment, the focus figure, Zhan Hanjue, was just staring at Zheng Ling's face intently, fearing that she might be emotionally disturbed.

Then, he took some time to correct Fengxian's mistake and said, "That's wrong. My love for Zheng Ling has nothing to do with beauty."

When Zhuma approached him, Zhan Hanjue's body quietly moved closer to Zheng Ling. His hands intertwined with Zheng Ling's fingers became stronger.

Fengxian's remarks immediately made the girls in Yujiazhai very unhappy.

You must know that Zhuma is the national goddess of Yujiazhai. Zhuma's marriage to Lord Zhan Han is also something promised by the head of the old family. Fengxian openly instigates the relationship between Zhuma and Lord Zhan Han, which will naturally arouse public outrage.

Then he held Zheng Ling's hand, his eyebrows gentle.

Zheng Ling's smile is as bright as a flower.

This handful of dog food made everyone's hearts choke.


Chapter completed!