Everyone was shocked, the four golden flowers were dissatisfied, but Qiao Yiqing had a short circuit for a moment.

Xuan Mingche!!!

He actually came out!!!

Did she read it wrong?

Qiao Yiqing was unbelievable, but immediately rejected her suspicion.

It's not wrong, that's the man she loves to the bone marrow, how could he be wrong?

This time, it was too unexpected to her and she couldn't react.

At this time, Xuan Mingche, who was watched by the hotly gaze of the audience, looked cold and stared at the four golden flowers with an angry face, and said coldly: "You can't even compare to her with her. Compared with her, you don't have the qualifications yet!!!"

Xuan Mingche spoke without any mercy and was so hurt that the four golden flowers looked embarrassed.

The woman in yellow clenched her fists, widened her eyes, and shivered with anger.

I think she is a famous beauty in Yanhuang mainland who was actually said to be inferior to a lowly slave. What an insult and trampling.

The woman in yellow was humiliated, and the other women were not much better. Xuan Mingche was talking about the word "you", obviously summarizing them.

No one would be happy to hear such words, let alone a few beauties who were flattered and pleased.

If it were someone else, they would have to compete for a win or lose, but the man in front of them was Xuan Mingche, with a perfect appearance and domineering aura, as if he was born to attack people. He said two or three unpleasant words and seemed to be underestimated.

This is a society that looks at faces, and it's really good.

Even though they were so angry that they maintained their ridiculous cultivation, as if they were expecting Xuan Mingche to change his mind.

The woman in blue looked red, took a deep breath and said, "Young Master, we are five golden flowers from the Yanhuang Continent. You said that we are not as good as a bastard slave. It would be too blind!"

Xuan Mingche withdrew his gaze indifferently, obviously unwilling to take a look. His silent actions were more direct than any answer, just like a slap on her face.

Xuan Mingche looked at Qiao Yiqing, her focused eyes filled with love. Her brown eyes seemed to belong to Qiao Yiqing alone and could no longer tolerate anything else.

The woman in blue was ignored and her self-esteem had been broken into dumpling fillings.

He stood up angrily and said ill words: "Hmph, what are you? You are just good-looking. I think you are a golden jade and a slim inside, which is far inferior to our Holy Son."

"I have never taken your Son seriously. Who are you? How dare you bully my woman?"

Xuan Mingche's expression was filled with anger, and he strode over, pulled up Qiao Yiqing, who was a little dull, stopped her in his arms, and declared his ownership.

They said they were fine, but when it comes to His Highness the Holy Son, everyone was excited.

His Highness the Son is their God, how can he tolerate such blasphemy!!!

Just when everyone was restless, a notice came from a distance - His Highness the Holy Son arrived!!!

I didn’t come sooner or later, but it appeared at this critical moment.

Everyone looked at the door as if the puppets had been re-sprung.

Each of them looked excited and looked expectant.

Their Son is not inferior to the man in front of him.

Lan Yuemei walked slowly under the gaze of everyone. Her long eyebrows were like willows, her body was like a jade tree, and her long black hair was draped behind her snow-white neck, which could be described as delicate and charming.

The pair of soul-stirring blue eyes cast a charming luster. Anyone who is captured by his eyes will be beat faster, both men and women, causing a throbbing of their souls.

Such a charming man has few time.

Everyone seemed to be crazy about it and felt very proud.

Their highness’s beauty is absolutely not inferior to anyone!!!

The woman in green stood up arrogantly, raised her chin at Xuan Mingche, and cursed: "How can our highness allow such vulgar people to slander you?"

The woman in pink also wanted to leave a good impression in front of the Holy Son Hall, and then agreed: "You are not even as good as our Highness's finger."

"See, your highness is more beautiful than women. No matter men and women, those who have seen your highness seem to be captured. Your appearance is far from being." The woman in yellow looked at Lan Yuemei in love, and couldn't stop being proud.

A man is more beautiful and charming than a woman, and is undoubtedly the highest level of beauty.

Everyone nodded and deceived themselves and held Lan Yuemei to the highest point.

Xuan Mingche and Lan Yuemei are two different styles, but they are not comparable, but are compared by a group of women from the appearance association.

Lan Yuemei's face was gentle, her mouth was smiling, and her expression and behavior were full of charm.

He glanced at Qiao Yiqing in a seductive way, and his eyes fell on Xuan Mingche: "You are so lucky. You are poisoned by me. Your body can recover so well. I really underestimate you."

As soon as Lan Yuemei spoke, everyone was stunned.

It turns out that the strange man in front of him knew His Highness the Holy Son!

From the analysis between the lines, it seems that it is still an enemy.

Xuan Mingche curled his lips and sneered, his eyes full of hostility: "Whoever bullies my woman, I will naturally recover as soon as possible so as not to fall into the hands of animals."

Xuan Mingche hugged Qiao Yiqing in his arms tightly and spoke with a serious look on his face.

Although the women were all standing on Lan Yuemei's side, everyone still felt jealous when they heard such affectionate words.

It is obvious why a lowly slave can get such deep emotions.

Too unfair!

In the eyes of other women, it is unfair to get happiness from Qiao Yiqing. Even if she is envious, jealous and hateful, she will deceive herself and comfort herself.

Lan Yuemei looked at Qiao Yiqing deeply from beginning to end, and even the light of her eyes was unwilling to give him a charity. She felt anger in her heart and her face turned darker.

As soon as the jealousy came up, he spoke without any restraint.

"Qiao Yiqing, come here quickly! With my appearance and identity, do you still not like me?"

The roar was so shocked that everyone gasped.

His Highness the Holy Son actually competed for a lowly slave with the man in front of him?

Have you made a mistake???

Qiao Yiqing glanced at him, obviously not taking him seriously: "Sorry, I really don't like your appearance."

Lan Yuemei was speechless by her, her face became even more embarrassed, and she stood there stiffly, looking a little embarrassed.

When the woman in green saw that Lan Yuemei had a bad expression, she immediately retorted: "What do you know, you a slut? There is no man more beautiful than our highness in this world! Don't be rude!!!"

The woman in green nodded after the words of everyone.

Indeed, Lan Yuemei’s beauty is unmatched, and there is no doubt that it is.

Just as everyone agreed, a strong wind suddenly blew out of the hall.

Everyone raised their arms to cover it up, and when the wind stopped, everyone looked up at the door.

I saw a white dress slowly walking, with long blood-red hair hanging down smoothly like the best silk satin, outlining a breathtaking beauty.

The fair and tender face is hard to tell, and the male and female are magnificent, a pair of dark red eyes are filled with cold colors, like two dazzling red beads, which makes people dazzling. His eyes are drawn to the corners of his eyes, adding to the seductive style.

Her lips, as red as cherry blossoms, were pursed thinly, and her long red hair pouring down looked dazzling and beautiful.

This - this - this - this man - is a bit too beautiful!!!
Chapter completed!