At this moment, a shout was shouting, "Secretary of the Ji Department, Deputy Director Zhao, lead all the lords to congratulate you!"

Master Zhang smiled slightly, "Brother Jiang, how long has it been since Lord Zhao been out? This time I have sacrificed a lot of face. I will greet you quickly."

"Ah, okay, welcome."

Jiang Tingyu said anxiously, his heart was already in chaos.

He could not understand the situation in front of him at all, and his heart became more and more panicked. This feeling of being out of control was really bad.

He said he was "to welcome", but he still failed to meet him. Deputy Chief Zhao, who looked like an angry lion, came very quickly and entered the field in a flash. He followed more than a dozen second-level and third-level star officials.

Deputy Seizuki found Miss Wen at first glance, and a warm smile appeared on his angry lion-like face, and he clasped his fists from afar, "Miss Wen is coming, Zhao is coming late, and he atones for his sins, and a mere polite gift is not respectful."

After saying that, Deputy Chief Zhao waved his hand, and a jade box appeared in the palms of more than a dozen second-level star officials, either large or small, and the jade box was unfolded together, and a glory suddenly sprinkled out.

The thousand-year-old jade ink is used to copy paintings and produce water vapor. It is a rare treasure of the painter;

Chi Xinqin, Chi Yao in the extremely cold land died, and his blood was condensed for thousands of years before he could get a ball of nails. This object blew into a cloud and formed a shape in the sky. It is a world-class magical object for calligraphy and painting;

Su Shou’s pen, Dongyi inkstone…

Among the more than ten jade boxes, all of them are excellent literary and artistic works. Even if they are not practiced, if they encounter monks who are obsessed with literary and artistic principles, these rare treasures will be priceless.

Shocked, instantly gathered into a storm, sweeping the whole audience.

"Ce'er, I'm not dreaming."

Wen Zhongdao grabbed the arm of the eldest son of the Wen family tightly, and the star was gone in his eyes.

"No, no...yes, yes..."

The eldest son of the Wen family was so excited that he was incoherent.

The girl in red stared at Miss Wen and sent a message one by one, almost driving the noble sons and daughters of the Chunhe League branch leaders who had had an intersection with Miss Wen crazy.

Miss Mei grabbed Jiang Yulang's sleeve tightly and said in a silence, "Jianglang, your body seems to be trembling. Could it be that Jianglang, you regret it, it's still time."

Jiang Yulang's handsome face was gently pulled, "Miss Mei is too worried, Jiang is not a person who cares about the past."

However, the shock in his heart could not be suppressed. Jiang Tingyu's instructions, which were flooding in his ears, made him feel extremely embarrassed.

Jiang Tingyu repented. The middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes, who was so excited that he was about to faint, had already sent a continuous sound like a bead to his ears.

He learned that the eldest son of the Wen family once bribed Chinese clothing and built a platform for Miss Wen to show his talents.

He was so scheming that he didn't need a reminder for middle-aged man in China. In a blink of an eye, he realized that Miss Wen liked Jiang Yulang, and to a considerable extent.

Otherwise, such a thin-faced girl would never be so bold that she wanted to show her painting skills in the world. You can imagine how courage Miss Wen has had.

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Tingyu could not care about Miss Mei. As for the Heavenly Soul Talisman, he would rather not.

He is far more clear than ordinary people about his terrifying energy that Deputy Secretarius Zhao and his group have.

Just looking at the degree of respect for Miss Wen by Deputy Director Zhao, it is obvious that there is a huge figure behind Miss Wen that covers the sky and the sun. If you can't do it, it will be the elder of which courtyard.

He dared not expect to make friends with such people, even if he had just had some connection with Deputy Sizu Zhao, he would be unsatisfied with it.

At that time, the power of the Chunhe Alliance can easily soar. Will there be a lack of the soul talisman at that time?

At this moment, Jiang Tingyu suppressed the almost boiling heart sea in his heart, and could not help but send a message to force Jiang Yulang to find a way to coax Miss Wen.

However, Jiang Yulang got used to the demeanor of a handsome young man. Previously, in order to win over Miss Mei, he had rarely refuted Miss Wen without regard for his image.

If he saw Feng Pufan again and changed the direction of the wind, he would not dare to imagine how his image he had worked hard for many years would be destroyed.

He could not help but blame his father for being incapable of vision and had no idea why Jiang Yulang was so sought after.

Are you practicing in the Soul-Sense Stage? Don’t have too many Golden Lion City!

If Jiang Yulang's image as a pure gentleman was destroyed, who would favor him?

"Why, the lady doesn't like it?"

Deputy Seo-Zou Zhao looked at Miss Wen with a smile and said, "I really received the news that the lady was coming. It was too hasty and I didn't have time to prepare. Please don't blame me."

As soon as Deputy Sezu Zhao finished speaking, the red-faced middle-aged butt in charge of receiving the guide was like a fire, staggered to Jiang Tingyu and shouted in a hurry, "Elder Xia is here, Elder Xia is here, the head of the family, Elder Xia is here."

boom!

Everyone in the field was filled with blood, and they were shocked one after another, and the scene was boiling again and again.

Countless scorching eyes looked at Miss Wen tightly, and I really couldn't figure out who Miss Wen was.

There were even those who had ulterior motives who saw the hope of chaos. The wind and waves were surging on the field, and the undercurrents gradually arose under the field.

Elder Xia rarely shows up. Except for Deputy Chief Zhao, almost no one in the field has seen his true face. He is the image of a cold-faced old man.

The smallest formation he arrived, with only a middle-aged man with sharp eyes. Judging from his appearance, Miss He Mei had three consecutive victories.

"Father."

Miss Mei held Jiang Yulang and quickly met the sharp middle-aged man with a sigh of relief in her heart.

The formation that Miss Wen had set off before put a lot of pressure on her.

Now that my father has arrived, I have invited Elder Xia, and I will not be afraid even if the sky is broken.

The deputy hospital envoy of Mei glanced at Miss Mei coldly and scolded, "There is no rules, so I won't salute the elders!"

Elder Xia waved his sleeves and before he could meet, Miss Wen and Jiang Yulang, who were about to greet him, were all rolled to both sides.

Jiang Tingyu came up and Elder Xia glared impatiently. Jiang Tingyu felt a chill on his spine and involuntarily made way. A heart that was not beating in the cavity was so exciting that it was about to explode.

Elder Xia glanced at Deputy Seizuo Zhao and said as if he was crying, "You guys are fast."

Deputy Chief Zhao, Chief Zhang and others bowed to the courtesy.

Elder Xia waved his hand, "Don't bother me, who is Miss Wen? Come and see me."

Miss Wen quickly stepped forward and gave a gift to Elder Xia.

At this moment, she was at the center of the storm and was the most calm.

It was really at this moment that I experienced great sorrow and joy so often. My heart had experienced thousands of waves and was like a rock.

She didn't think about how all this evolved, she just regarded it as a special gift from God who heard her desperate prayer.

She was at ease and sat down to watch the situation develop, waiting quietly.
Chapter completed!