After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

But seeing Cui Wang stretched out his hand to take the porcelain cup, those slender jade fingers picked up the porcelain cup, filled it with sake, leaned forward and worshiped the east, the white robe rippled slightly.

A bow.

"Jing Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun!"

Second worship.

"Sincerely, Qing Lingbao Tianzun!"

Three prayers.

"Respect Taiqing's moral god!"

The clear liquor was sprinkled into the Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish, and the Yin-Yang fish flicked their tails, and both jumped up, sucking up the liquor so much that it meant that Sanqing Dao Zun received the liquor.

"Gift the crown!"

Give the crown?

Is that what she thinks?

Zheng Wan was taken aback, and when he looked up again, he found that Cui Wang had lifted his robe and sat down. The white robe was scattered on the yin and yang fish. He faced everyone, his eyes drooping slightly, and a face made of ice jade was a little redundant. There was no expression on him, as if he didn't care about this grand event for him, let alone the bustling crowd in front of him, everything was just a passing moment for him.

The Shijian disciple brought a tray.

On the tray, there was a comb and a jade crown.

Tianhe Daojun stood up from the middle seat. Today, he is not the one with the highest cultivation level on these eight Sanqing chairs, but he is alone in the first place.

He took the jade comb from the tray and walked behind Cui Wang.

Cui Wang's ink hair was drooping and almost fell to the ground. Daojun Tianhe combed the jade comb twice, then raised his hand neatly to tie his hair up, and put the jade crown on quickly and accurately.

On the jade crown, six golden small swords are linked end to end like snakes, shining brightly in the sun.

"Liwei, twelve into the gate of the ruins, twenty-three and the magical method, I am very lucky to be a teacher, but I am afraid. The supreme road can pass through at ease. , The heart is not free..."

"...Wang Xin is like colored glaze, comfortable and wide, but also free and pure."

The light golden sunlight poured down from the top of the head, cultivating the white robe sword sitting cross-legged in it, and even the cold eyebrows were embellished with a touch of softness.

Cui Wang bowed deeply:

"Thank you, Master."

"Li Cheng!"

The emcee sings here.

"The posterity is terrifying."

After a long time, Mr. Chang Wu under the sword stage suddenly sighed.

At this time, Cui Wang had already sat down cross-legged again. After the ceremony, there was a discussion meeting on the Dao, which lasted approximately until the evening. This discussion conference was presided over by this newly promoted monk from the magical realm, following the earlier tradition of "sitting and discussing the Tao"——

However, in Zheng Wan's view, this so-called "discussion on the Tao" is just time for various schools to brag about each other.

For example, Mr. Chang Wu said that she recently created a new "Miao Miao Method" that can penetrate mountains and crack rocks, which is very powerful.

For example, Lord Dunwu said that he has just obtained a method, and he will practice it in the future, and then come to compete with you.

For another example, her master said that he went to Du'eqiaosuo a few days ago and got the legendary "Xianyin Tea". How...

But Zheng Wan knew that her master was too lazy and she hadn't been out in the past few years.

If the cowhide is blown up, disagreement with each other will inevitably create a gap.

The Taoists have their own tempers, and they are extremely casual, and they want to fight if they don't agree with each other, but when they reach the realm of the Taoist, they will be overwhelming, and they will fight against other people. It is not making friends, but making enemies——

As a result, this suspicion caused the disciple to contribute.

Zheng Wan stood behind the master and watched several fights in a row. These Dao Monarchs brought personal disciples, each with a real chapter, and the fights were very exciting.

But she never expected that she, a Yucheng-level monk, would have the time to catch ducks on the shelves.

"Guixu Sect Xue Lian invites Yuqing Sect to enjoy the real life!"

A white-robed female swordsman stood up, with big eyes, pointed chin, and slightly curled nose, which was quite pretty and lively. She knew the level of cultivation in the early stage of the microcosm.

Female Jianxiu's eyes also glanced vigorously at Cui Wang who was on the middle high platform——

Don't think about it, you all know why.

What a disaster.

Thinking of this, Zheng Wan couldn't help but glared at Cui Wang, who knew that he was also looking at her, and there was a lot of thought between his eyebrows. When she stared at her, her eyelashes trembled and they fell straight down.

Like the wings of a butterfly drooping down.

"Zhenhuan real people should not fight, is it because they are afraid that they will not succeed?"

Xue Lian Liu's eyebrows were erect, and he looked at Zheng Wan's eyes, rather aggressive.

"Naughty, go down quickly." Cui Wang frowned, his eyebrows twisted into a sharp knife, "When did I go to the ruins of the ruling house?"

After saying this, he didn't talk about his feelings, and he tried to push this person out of the square as soon as he flicked his sleeves. Unexpectedly, he was actually blocked by Zheng Wan:

"Wait a minute."

She said: "Mrs. Xue Lian, I should be fine, but I need some color."

"What color?"

"How about the hairpin on the head of the true monarch?"

Zheng Wan smiled and took off the fringed hairpin from the bun, which was the one sent by Cui Wang. She indifferently threw it into the tray held by the waiter on the side, "The true monarch loses, the true monarch’s hairpin is It has to be mine. If I lose, my hairpin will belong to the true monarch."

Except for the natal sword, that Xue Lian was also worth a little bit of money.

"Yes, please."

Xue Lian performed a sword-raising pose, who knew that before she moved, a light and shadow appeared in front of her. The young female cultivator who was just five or six feet away was already standing behind her, and an ice lotus was vomiting in her throat.

She didn't even have time to raise the protective shield.

"you lose."

Zheng Wan said with a smile.

The winner will be decided in an instant.

Master Zi Xiu stroked his palm and laughed:

"Good! Excellent!"

Xue Lian blushed:

"You, you shame! You cheated!"

Zheng Wan asked her with a smile:

"Before the real monarch fights with someone, do you have to say hello to you? I'm here to teach the real monarch to be good, and soldiers are not tired of deceit."

"You—I'm not convinced!"

"Xue Lian, come down."

A voice came from the crowd, and an old white-robed monk came slowly. He nodded to Zheng Yu and then monked to the white-robed woman: "Just do it again, the result is the same, the battle is exquisite. Chance, you have no one's chance, but do not have overwhelming strength, how do you win?"

"can--"

"Nothing but, go down!"

Xue Lian bit her lip, stomped her foot, and went down angrily.

"Old man Mingguang."

Mr. Mingguang nodded towards Mr. Zuo, and walked slowly.

Zheng Wan took the hairpin, and when he returned to the master's back, he found that the eyes that swept over her had increased.

The low-level disciple Xu Hui thinks that she has taken advantage of a loophole that others have not paid attention to, but the high-level cultivator will never think so, not to mention the mysterious flashes——

Such little supernatural powers have almost no solution among low-level disciples.

The timing is also very precise.

Being able to drive the weapon to the opponent's throat before the opponent just happened to swing the long sword, one step earlier and one step later, the result will be different.

"Jade beauty, you are awesome!" Shu Jin quietly ran to her side at some unknown time, "Xue Lian is very annoying!"

"Do you know her?"

Shu Jin smiled and said:

"You know, Mingguang Zhenjun's little granddaughter, she is a well-known Liwei school of Guixumen."

"Li Wei faction?"

"En? Beauty doesn't know? Guixu Sect is divided into two schools, one loves True Monarch Yuqing and is called the Yuqing School; the other loves Liwei Monarch, which is called Liwei School. But the only one who loves True Monarch Yuqing is Aimuli. A fraction of Wei Daojun."

"However, this True Monarch Xue Lian, who has always been unhappy, was stunned. After True Monarch Qianshuang appeared, he didn't come out much."

"……Oh."

Zheng Wan felt that this wasn't an unwarranted disaster, and he took advantage of it anyhow.

The two of them whispered and fell into the eyes of others, and it was this pair that was extremely close.

Shuba laughed, thinking that this sister might be able to control her son like a monkey-playing monkey, and immediately abandon the previous suspicion:

"Zixiu, how about we... just be in-laws? I think you are very good, very good."

Daojun Zi Xiu didn't lift his eyelids:

"My Lord is not the master of the disciple."

He invited Zheng Wan:

"Disciple, look, what's the idea?"

Zheng Wan just talked to Shu Jin about eating together, he was excited, and didn't pay attention:

"what?"

"Hao Ranzong's Shubian Daojun, he is here to propose marriage for his family letter, do you agree or not?"

Zheng Wan found it strange that Yuqingmen had actually proposed marriage. However, I still looked at Shujin seriously, his face was handsome and Nongli, just standing was a painting.

Lively tempered, loves food and love, can play with her.

Unfortunately……

The love is unresolved.

She thought with regret:

"I only marry my husband, and I'm afraid it's not in line with Daojun's ideas."

Daojun Shube's face turned black all of a sudden, and he was about to call the silly son over, who knew that the silly son was so cheerful and authentic:

"Be a servant for Yumei, and I will make it too!"

"Bang——" There was a loud noise from the sword stand. Everyone looked up, but before seeing the sound, Li Wei Daojun said with a blank face and a blank face:

"The railing is broken."

But above the sword stand is empty, where are there any railings?

On the square below the sword stand, a piece of white marble was missing out of nowhere, as if it had been accidentally beaten to pieces.

Everyone looked at each other, but Daojun Tianhe on the Sanqing chair sighed slightly: "Just laughed, this railing has just been installed, but the quality is so poor that it fell and smashed the square.