After raising a crooked junior brother, his design collapsed [Rebirth]

Due to the excuses mentioned earlier, Ji Xingmian had to pretend to be very concerned about Feng Lingxuan's entry into the city.

Therefore, while the crowd was looking forward to it on the main street, he also took Xiao Heilong and Xihe into a tea house far away from the main street. The view here is wide, and it is not difficult to see the main street with the eyesight of a cultivator. situation above.

They changed their attire before going out, and under the cover of Ji Xiao, they avoided the crowd and went up to the private room on the top floor.

Ji Xiao was the round head who had a brief conflict with Ji Xingmian at the back door of Prince Ji's Mansion that day. After confirming Ji Xingmian's identity, his attitude towards Ji Xingmian changed drastically and he became very enthusiastic. He kept introducing them to the imperial capital along the way ground conditions.

It's just that Ji Xingmian lacked interest in listening, on the contrary, Xi He liked it very much and kept asking him to say more.

The consumption of the tea house is very high, but the layout is not that kind of exquisite luxury, but another kind of elegant atmosphere.

Ji Xingmian ordered a few teas and focused on feeding the little black dragon, while Xi He and Ji Xiao's exclamations could be heard from time to time.

"Hey, the crowd is moving, are they going to come in?" Ji Xiaodao.

"Really? Where is it?" Xi He: "I'll go, this is too flashy, won't he really catch me in it?"

Ji Xingmian stopped feeding, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and squinted his eyes in discomfort.He was sitting by the window, and the sunlight was refracted on the Jin Yuluan car on the main street, and it shone just right.

Even places as far away as him can be affected, let alone the crowds close to the main street.

Everyone exclaimed, stepped back instinctively, covered their eyes in unison, and opened them cautiously after getting used to it.

I saw a golden-feathered chariot slowly coming from the city gate, dotted with golden-red wings and feathers, and gauze hanging from the roof of the chariot, gently blowing with the wind, faintly revealing the shadow of a person next to it. The figure sitting on the beauty couch.

Leaving aside what he looks like, at least he has already done enough in posture.Just this way of appearance is enough to qualify him as the heir to the number one beauty in the cultivation world.Many people have set up drawing boards and quickly sketched on them, hoping to preserve this scene for a while.

As long as his true appearance is not too obtrusive to everyone, he will generally not lose this title.But considering the innate advantages of the Yaozu in appearance, this may not be too big.

Some people in the crowd obviously considered this point, and said with a sneer, "It's all about sensationalism."

This sentence attracted many people's voices to echo. Back then, the number one beauty in the cultivation world was originally married to a monk of the human race who had a senior marriage contract, but later she was secretly born with the demon emperor who changed her identity and traveled in the world during the experience. Love, choose to renege on the marriage contract.

And the person Xiu who was divorced happened to have a catastrophe at home that year, and it was not until a few years later that he showed his edge again in front of people.

The human race is naturally competitive, and it is easy to feel sympathy for those they consider weak. When they think of the past, they naturally don't like the number one beauty in the cultivation world, and they don't even have much affection for Feng Lingxuan.

Over the years, the number of beauties in the demon emperor's harem has increased day by day, and the former lovers have become bitter lovers.The person whose marriage was divorced, however, skyrocketed and became the sub-sage sword master, which can be said to be a misfortune.

I don't know if in the dead of night, the former No. [-] beauty will feel a little bit of regret when she thinks about that year.

Feng Lingxuan in the luan car poured a glass of wine, with a playful smile on her lips, that woman, she would never know what to regret her name.

The whispers in the crowd penetrated into his ears without hindrance through the gauze curtain, the faces of the beauties who sat with him were already pale, but Feng Lingxuan listened with great interest, and even followed those people's harsh words when he was excited Sometimes nodding, sometimes pouted.

"This is not bad, it should be rewarded."

"It's just made up, and it's too fake."

Before listening to the halfway point, Feng Lingxuan's expression had turned into a lack of interest, and he yawned indistinctly while lying on the couch, "These people are too boring."

It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Can you tell me something new.Feng Lingxuan was bored, when he suddenly felt a wave of divine sense sweeping past him, the master of that divine sense had no attachment, as if it was just a routine inspection, it passed by without stopping.

This greatly attracted his attention, despite the ostentatious appearance of this luan car, the protective formation on it was carved by himself, which can effectively prevent the prying eyes of other people's consciousness.

He didn't see those people outside surrounded him for a long time, but he could only see the phantom that he wanted others to see.To be able to break through his protective formation, one must have at least as much cultivation as him.

Feng Lingxuan immediately became interested, and flew out of the case.

The beauty accompanying the luan car turned pale with fright, "Your Highness."

"What are you panicking about?" Feng Lingxuan didn't turn his head, his voice was heard far into their ears under the effect of spiritual power, "You go to the palace first, and I'll come later."

Everyone only heard a gust of wind, and when they looked up, they saw a red-clothed figure coming out from behind the gauze. They only had time to glance at the man before they disappeared in place.

The Main Street, which was still buzzing with frogs before, fell silent in an instant, and no one dared to continue the previous topic.

Only those who supported the drawing boards were refreshed, and when they raised their pens, they were about to continue on the drawing paper, but they still didn't come down after hanging for a long time.In the end, he actually tore up the half-painted painting with his hands, "How can the posture of heaven and man be included in the painting?"

On the last time this happened, it seemed to be when the national teacher entered Beijing.The crowd at that time was already astonished, the Tao was unprecedented, and there will be no one to come after, but they didn't think about it for ten years, and this scene would repeat itself again.

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Ji Xingmian glanced lightly at the person who entered through the broken window in front of him, looked away, and kept feeding a spiritual fruit to the little black dragon's lips.

The visitor didn't feel disgusted at all, with a smile on his face, Shi Shiran cupped his hands in his direction, "I'm Xia Feng Lingxuan, I don't know the names of friends, meeting is fate, how about having a glass of wine together?"

Ji Xingmian said, "I don't have any wine here."

Feng Lingxuan changed his words, "Tea is also acceptable."

Ji Xingmian: "There's no tea either."

Feng Lingxuan's smile didn't change, "Then I'll be the one to greet you."

He said that he did not know where to get a set of tea sets, pinched the spirit formula to gather water, and pulled out a small flame from his fingertips. After a while, the dense tea fragrance spread in the room.

Feng Lingxuan poured out a cup and sent it to Ji Xingmian with spiritual power, his attitude seemed very sincere, "The royal tribute from the monster clan, why don't fellow daoists try it?"

What he said didn't mean to hide his identity at all, although as far as he said it just now, it doesn't matter whether he hides his identity or not.

Ji Xingmian glanced down at the tea noodles, frowned slightly and said, "What are you here for?"

"I'm telling you the truth." Feng Lingxuan said: "I saw that my fellow Taoist has a natural body and a natural appearance, and I feel happy for a while. I just want to make friends."

Xi He, Ji Xiao: "..."

The two were petrified on the spot when they came from Feng Lingxuan's broken window, and now they finally came to their senses.This is teasing, right?Really flirting?Their son was molested?

Feng Lingxuan took a slightly strange look at the expressions of the two of them. They were born with outstanding looks, and what they like most is when others affirm their looks.Feng Lingxuan judged others by himself, so he felt that the human race should do the same.

Why did he boast, but the two children who followed this man had such expressions. Could it be that he said something wrong?Is there anyone else who can resist being praised for his good looks?

Just as he was thinking about it, Feng Lingxuan saw Ji Xingmian glanced at him indifferently, "I'm not as good as Your Excellency, I'm ashamed."

Hmm... He just said that no one can resist it.Look, this person compliments him on his good looks in turn.

Although he is indeed very good-looking.