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Chapter 45: All women in the world must bow their heads for fear

Lin Xun and others were finally brought to the plain below the main peak of Zilin Holy Land.

In this plain that can accommodate tens of thousands of people, there are representatives of sects from nine continents who came to congratulate.

These representatives include the deputy sect leaders and elders of the sect. They are basically the second-in-command of the sect, and they are accompanied by young talents from the sect.

As expected, these young heroes who were brought to watch the ceremony will become the leaders of their own sects from now on, and the future sect leader will be born among them.

The direct descendants of the elders from all the halls and peaks in Zilin Holy Land went out to say hello, and the hall masters, peak masters and various deacons also came to receive them in person.

As for the outer disciples of Zilin Holy Land, they were not qualified to be in this plain. They left after sending Lin Xun and others here. These outer disciples looked at Lin Xun and others with envy in their eyes.

In fact, according to the rules of the previous Zilin Ceremony, ordinary mortals like Lin Xun were not allowed to enter the Zilin Plain.

But this time the saint Jiang Qingshang specifically mentioned that all the hundreds of people from the Qian Kingdom should be brought into the plains.

No one was surprised by this, because Jiang Qingshang was originally the sister of the empress of Qian Kingdom, so there was nothing wrong with her going out of her way to facilitate Qian Kingdom.

In fact, Jiang Qingshang didn't think much about it, but if her husband came to the plain alone, it would be too easy to attract attention, so he simply asked others to come to Zilin Plain together.

Ordinary people from the Qian Kingdom felt as if they were in a dream when they saw the immortals around them. They were very nervous, fearing that they would block other people's way just by standing there.

Lin Xun, on the other hand, was more casual. He looked around, walked around, constantly looking for his wife, but found that there were too many people and he could hardly find her...

He did not dare to let go of his spiritual consciousness, otherwise, if his identity was discovered, these monks would feel that tens of thousands of them were surrounded by him alone...

As for playing the piano, she kept following Lin Xun, holding the corner of his clothes with her little hands and keeping her head lowered.

In fact, the girl was still immersed in shock and could not recover. Every time she raised her head and looked at Lin Xun's back, her heart beat very fast.

She wanted to get closer to him, but she found that just grabbing the corner of his clothes was using up all her strength.

The girl felt that she was in a dream, and was afraid that when she woke up, she would find that everything was false and that she still had not found His Highness.

As for Nongqin grabbing the hem of his clothes, Lin Xun didn't think there was a solution. The main reason was that Nongqin's appearance, especially her figure, was too exaggerated, as well as her otherworldly temperament.

Even those young heroes from the Immortal Sect couldn't help but look at her, and some even "lowered their status" and went to strike up a conversation.

So since she felt insecure, Lin Xun asked her to hold on to her clothes.

But this is not an option after all.

Otherwise, when he really finds Qing'er and Qing'er sees him and Nong Qin together, then he won't be able to go home and kneel on the washboard?

But.....

Lin Xun used his peripheral vision to look at the girl who had been tugging at the hem of his clothes and lowered her head. She was like a weak little beast that had found a place to rely on, and he couldn't get rid of her.

And just when Lin Xun was in a dilemma, suddenly, Lin Xun felt that there seemed to be a heavier weight behind him.

Turning around, he saw a cute girl raising her head, looking at him with her penetrating eyes.

"I...I want to..."

The girl named Ruo Wangchen spoke softly, her voice as pure as snow, without any impurities.

...

In the Holy Land of Purple Lin, Saintess Peak, in front of the silver mirror in the boudoir, the maid carefully drew the girl's eyebrows, for fear of making the slightest mistake.

But this face was so beautiful that the maids did not know what to do, for fear that the extra makeup would affect this beautiful appearance.

Finally, after all, she lightly applied makeup, the girl gently held the red paper in her mouth, and her small mouth with sharp lip lines was slightly pursed, like a thin red line, which made people want to hold it in their mouth.

The girl stood up and the maid put on the purple robe.

After everything was dressed, when the girl walked out of the boudoir, the maids waiting outside the boudoir were all stunned.

Her eyes were like water, but with an air of talkative coldness, and she seemed to be able to see through everything. Her fingers were slender, and her skin was as creamy as snow. There was pink in the snow, and she seemed to be able to wring out water. Her red lips spoke with a sweet smile.

Her long hair hangs straight down to her ankles, and her hair is untied. Her black hair dances in the wind, emitting a delicate fragrance, and her waist is as slender as a slender willow in the West Lake.

Wearing a long lavender skirt lying on the floor, with dark patterns of rusty butterflies on it, her black hair is lightly raised with butterfly tassels, a butterfly carved from a night pearl on her forehead emits a faint light, and her eyebrows are lightly swept.

A crystal necklace around her neck made her collarbones feel clearer and clearer. The white jade bracelets on her wrists highlighted her skin like snow, and her beautiful eyes moved like pale butterflies that had lost their breath in the darkness.

It turns out that there really is a woman who can be so beautiful!

I really don’t know how Dao created such a perfect beauty.

"How about looking at the stars, does it look good?"

The girl looked at her best friend beside her and asked nervously.

It’s unimaginable that such a beautiful woman could still have some unconfidence in her tone?!

"Sister Qingshang." Wangxing smiled helplessly, "If Wangxing said 'not pretty', I'm afraid no woman in the world would be called 'beautiful'."

"Yes, Your Highness." Xiao Chan, a fan girl at the side, looked at her idol with starry eyes, "Your Highness, if you raise your head, all women in the world will have to lower their heads."

"Really good-looking?" Jiang Qingshang asked again, turning around like a girl who was worried about going on a date to meet her boyfriend.

"Really, really." Wangxing smiled and took Jiang Qingshang's weak, boneless hand, "Today, among those young heroes from various states and sects, I don't know how many of them will fall into inner demons."

"The Lord of Tianji City said that Lin Xun will be defeated by His Highness in a hundred years. I'm afraid that if His Highness had just glanced at him, Lin Xun's soul would have been snatched away by His Highness."

Jiang Qingshang, who listened to all kinds of praises, naturally didn't take the young hero or Lin Xun to heart.

For me, as long as he thinks it looks good, that's enough. What does the rest of the world have to do with him?

"Your Highness, it's time for us to leave. The time is coming."

Although Xiao Chan on the side really didn't want those stinky men to see His Highness's alluring appearance, she also knew that this was impossible. After all, His Highness needed to preside over the Zilin Ceremony.

"Then let's go."

Jiang Qingshang folded her hands in front of her body and moved lightly.

When the girl's slender jade legs just took a step forward, the Purple Lin Holy Land was thousands of miles round, and the sky was filled with purple clouds.

"This is your first time seeing my true appearance, so be careful. They all say I'm very good-looking, so don't let me take away your soul."

Thinking of that dull piece of wood, the corner of the little girl's mouth slightly curled up, like a crescent moon filled with wine, which could intoxicate the whole world.




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