Such a woman.

Even if the Taoist heart is strong and the old predecessors who have practiced for many years can't help but take a look.

.......

The Feng Clan Chief Feng saw that the leader Liu looked over and bowed with a smile.

He whispered to Cousin Feng beside him:

"See, standing next to Chief Liu is her beloved daughter. This woman is not only outstanding in appearance, but also rare in her spiritual planting techniques and formations, especially spiritual planting techniques are very talented, and...."

Clan Chief Feng lowered his voice and said:

"The most important thing is that this girl is not married yet!"

Cousin Feng's face turned red.

Hurry down and said:

"Father, don't mention this matter anymore. I... I have already made a marriage with Hua Lan. My grandmother has urged you many times. Let you hurry up and get the marriage done."

"Your elm head!"

Clan Feng was a little angry, but in front of everyone, he was not angry, so he could only lower his voice and said:

"What's the good thing about the fifth girl of the Fu family? It's worth your attention. Our Feng family is based on spiritual plants. Moreover, the leader of the Liu family has already hinted that I have been willing to marry his baby daughter to our Feng family. If you can marry such a beauty, you have the honor of your life, and you still dislike me. Let me tell you, I don't like that Fu Hualan!"

Cousin Feng couldn't help but get anxious.

But the other party is his father, and he can't contradict the other party, so he has to move out his grandmother:

"Father, this marriage was decided by my grandmother, and Hua Lan is understanding and is famously dignified and virtuous in the Fu clan. Over the years, she has invented a set of embroidery techniques to make robes. When she got married, she just happened to be able to inherit her mother's mantle. Isn't this good? Besides, my son... she is the only one in his heart!"

"You are going to piss me to death!"

The leader Feng suddenly turned around and almost poked his fingers into cousin Feng's temple:

"When Mo Lan married, how much dowry can the Fu family give her? You don't think about how much her identity can be compared with Liu Yiyi? Son, you are not young anymore. It's time to grow up. You have to inherit the entire Feng family's foundation in the future. You can't always think about your little love for your children!"

The mountain of family foundation has been pressed down.

Even if Cousin Feng has tens of millions of reasons, he can only press down and not mention it at this time.

........

East.

An old man standing with the Zhang family leader in the base camp, looked at the Fu family members flying upwards and their eyes lit up:

"Class leader, who is the woman in the Fu family wearing white clothes? She is a young man who has already built a foundation and is very capable!"

"It is the youngest daughter of the leader Fu, and they are ranked eleven in their tribe."

The old man's eyes lit up when he heard this.

This time he looked at it more carefully for a while.

I saw Fu Shiyi flying with a sword wearing white clothes, long hair draped over a vest, gently holding it with a pink ribbon, with a leisurely expression, beautiful eyes flowing, and a light and aura.

Behind her, there seemed to be smoke and clouds lightly gathering.

I am really not a person in the world.

When the distance was close, I saw her as if she was young. At only 18 years old, her skin was better than snow, she was extremely beautiful, and her face was so beautiful that she could not be looked at.

The old man's eyes couldn't say anything:

"Clan leader, this Fu Shitianzi is so beautiful, and he is really a pair of people who are made of heaven and earth. Has she ever been married?"

The Zhang clan is only a few years older than Fu Shi'en and has not yet gotten married, so the old man was worried and wanted to marry the wife of the leader as soon as possible. Today, the elites of the four major families came out together. At first, he thought that Liu Yiyi from the Liu family was good, but compared to the Fu Shiyi in front of him, he seemed to have a little less slight slight sensation of the spoken charm.

"Abel, what did you say!"

The face of the Chief Zhang was slightly red.

It happened that Fu Shiyi flew past him and nodded to him, which made him even more embarrassed. Seeing this, the old man Abel began to think about it.

At this time, Magu, who was flying behind Fu Shiyi, also happened to fly past Chief Zhang.

The ones standing above Magu's flying sword are Uncle Thirteen and Meier.

Mei'er looked at her and dressed up today.

I saw her wearing a green smoke shirt, a pleated skirt with flowers, mist and green grass, and a thin smoke gauze. She was wearing a shoulders that were cut into a waist and plain, and her muscles were as fat as a scent of orchids.

Beautiful and charming.

A blushing face of Clan Zhang fell into Mei'er's eyes.

I mistakenly thought that the other party was attracted by his face, and the smile on my face became even sweeter.

...........

The Fu family's base camp is on the west side.

When Fu Shiyi arrived with his sword, he first looked south. When he saw Cousin Feng standing in the crowd, she waved her hand gently. She and Cousin Feng had not seen each other for nearly fifteen years.

Cousin Feng is getting better and better.

I saw her body wrapped in a light pink dress, wearing a white gauze, revealing her beautiful neck and clearly visible collarbone. The pleats on the skirt were like snow and moonlight flowing on the sword, and she was more than three feet away, making her figure more graceful and gentle. Three thousand black hairs were tied up with a hairband, and a butterfly hair was inserted into her head. A strand of black hair was hanging on her chest, applying pink to it, only adding color. The red door vaguely on her cheeks created a delicate and cute feeling like pure skin like petals. She looked like a butterfly flying in the wind, and also like a clear and transparent ice and snow.

She also waved to Fu Shiyi gently.

"Gudong!"

Brother Sixteen, who was standing on the same flying sword as Fu Shiyi, couldn't help but be stunned, blushing and heartbeat. He had always known delicious food, but he didn't expect that beauty could make people have such a strong desire.

The exaggerated heartbeat of the sixteenth brother.

Even Fu Shiyi, who was standing in front, heard it clearly. She smiled and it seemed that Brother Sixteenth had grown up and had a good idea.

Her eyes glanced in the other two directions.

There were five foundation-building monks in the Zhang family in Dongshan County, seven in the Liu family in Beishan County, and five in the Feng family in Nanshan County. Originally, there were six in the Feng family, but one was absorbed by the ghost bride ten days ago.

That's it.

On the surface, their family has ten foundation-building players, stabilizing the other three major families, but no one knows whether there are other hidden masters in the other three families.

Fu Shiyi was thinking.

But in the sky, a magnificent pressure suddenly spread out, and sixteen foundation-building monks at the barrier gate sat cross-legged into a small circle. They each pinched different magic tricks and injected true energy into the ancient magic weapon hanging in the middle.

As time passes.

The pressure emitted by ancient treasures is getting stronger and stronger.

Fu Zhihong, who led the team on the west side, turned to the tribe and said solemnly: "The secret realm gate is about to open. We only have two breaths. In the order we agreed, we first enter, then the Liu family, the Feng family, and finally the Zhang family. Everyone cheer up and don't miss the opportunity!"

"Yes, patriarch!"
Chapter completed!