Zhao Yuer, who recruited a bride, was Yang Qi's qualification, so she naturally chose one out of thousands and had a brilliant future. Because in the entire Qin State, there were no more than ten people with Yang Shi qualifications, and there were no more than a hundred people with Yang Jiu qualifications, and there were no more than a thousand people with Yang Ba qualifications.

At this moment, the elder in Zhao Yuer's family suddenly wanted to betroth the young master of the Sima family. The Sima family is one of the best family in Tianxing City. It is said that this young master is also a very talented practitioner of Yang Qi. Unfortunately, the young lady looked down on her and secretly escaped from the house.

Unexpectedly, when I wandered around Tianxing City, I saw a bride who used to throw a ball to choose her husband. The lady was so happy to see the hunting. She was originally a playful person, so she wanted to play like this!

Thinking of this, the maid Xiaolu felt a headache. This lady was always greedy for a moment of joy when she was doing things. At that time, she would be robbed of a hydrangea. Will the lady marry him? Then... will I... be asked to serve in bed? But even if the lady agrees, will the family agree?

"I'm so angry that I'm so angry. After all, I'm pretty and pretty. Why are these crooked people here to compete for martial arts and get married?" Zhao Yu'er said angrily, thinking that his noisy could lead to some romantic and unparalleled figures, but I didn't expect that this would be the result.

"Miss, why don't we escape..." The maid Xiaolu looked at Zhao Yuer with a pitiful look.

"No, I, Zhao Yuer, are a person who is said to be one. Since I have heard the news and want to invite a bride, how can I give up halfway? I will not be laughed at if I spread it out!" Zhao Yuer put her waist on her waist and looked at her little maid dissatisfiedly.

"But..." Xiao Lu wanted to say something, but Zhao Yuer glared at him and choked back again.

"Hmph, my future husband must be a cultivator with extraordinary talent and superb magic!" Zhao Yuer murmured, as if she was encouraging herself. The hydrangea in her hand threw the sky, and everyone present suddenly made noisy shouts, crowded with people.

"Little lady, throw it to me!"

"The little lady is here."

"You people are really a disgrace. Girl, Zong Defang is polite here..." A scholar was about to salute, but before he finished speaking, he was pushed.

"Don't push me! Who can push me?" The scholar shouted unwillingly on the ground, and then he stepped on his head a few feet.

A dazzling color was constantly emitted from the sky, flying swords, long swords, and pagodas, magic weapons, emitting strange brilliance. A large group of people chased towards the hydrangea, hoping to win Zhao Yuer's favor.

"It's really lively." Chu Yi didn't expect that as soon as he entered the city, there was a lot of fun to watch. He was also watching a large group of people competing for the hydrangea on the outside, which was very interesting.

But at this moment, Chu Yi thought of something again and was stunned. I remember that he had just traveled through time. He first met the scholar Zong Renping, who had met his aunt Xu Marriage, and then met the eldest lady Zhao Qianer, which made the fate that followed. Although Han Cheng's memory was a little blurry, everything that happened now was so similar.

Zong Renping, Zong Defang, Zhao Qianer, Zhao Yuer. Although this experience has changed a little from the current experience, it seems that the repetition of time and history has only undergone some subtle changes.

Is all this a coincidence? Or is it that he has fallen into one repetitive history after another. Perhaps it is because of the changes in the laws of time that have caused the changes in history. Chu Yi suddenly felt an unprecedented terror.

"Get it quickly, the fragrance is almost burned! If you grab it, there will be a beautiful lady." A shout came from the crowd, and in an instant, the competition between the crowd became more intense, with light rising everywhere, and a flying sword and a long sword dancing.

"I'm so angry that I'm so angry. Why are these inexperienced people? Why don't they give me some hermits and young heroes?" Zhao Yuer said in anger.

"Miss, let's forget it." The maid Xiao Lu continued in a cold sweat.

"Although I, Zhao Yuer, have always done what I did, these people are really not worthy of a beautiful woman like me. If I had known that I would not limit the age of the participants. It seems that it is really not possible and I will really run away." Zhao Yuer muttered to herself. She was originally a childish character and had always been a mess.

Suddenly a black shadow flashed by, and Chu Yi didn't know why he took it. Because he understood the way of the law of time, as an outsider, he could see something that was ahead of others for a few seconds. A gold-edged red line ball was quickly taken into his arms.

"What am I doing?" Chu Yi couldn't help but stare at the colorful ball in his arms with wide eyes, and then saw a large group of people glaring at him with murderous intent. Several of them were floating in the air, and a ball of flame seemed to condense on their hands, burning violently.

"This..." Chu Yi looked at the hydrangea in his hand, then looked at the eyes of the crowd of people in front of him, and suddenly sweated coldly behind him.

"Zong Renping, take it!" Chu Yi called out this name for no reason, and then threw it to the scholar next to him! Maybe this is fate

The man next to him was the scholar Zong Defang, who had been the previous scholar. At this moment, he was dressed in rags, his hair was even tilted, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and there were a few unknown footprints on his face. He didn't expect that the hydrangea would actually come into his hands.

"I thanked you here for your brother. But my name is not Zong Renping, my name is Zong Defang..." Then he was soon overwhelmed by a large group of people.

"What the hell is going on? It's not like this, right?"

"If all this is to change history and repeat a new process, then will there be Chu Wushuang in this world?" Chu Yi thought in confusion.

At this time, the crowd in front of him swelled again, and the strong magic aura collided violently in one place. Bunches of aura seemed to rise between the sky and the earth, and countless potholes appeared on the floor.

The poor scholar Zong Defang seemed to have some skills, but he didn't know that he shouted a few words. The light blue aperture after circle protected him, but this aperture obviously could not withstand the crowd's attacks and soon broke.

At this moment, he had more intakes and less exhausts. His clean white shirt was already broken.

"Are you okay? There are many people dead over there." Chu Yi quickly helped the weak scholar up.

"No, no! These mud legs were actually beaten up in groups, which is really a disgrace. Fortunately, my body protection spell has been cultivated, otherwise I would have died without a place to bury myself." Zong Defang held up his hair bun, and was still breathing continuously.

While the two were talking, the original battle had obviously become fierce, and there were a few more corpses on the ground. The so-called farce of bride-seeking has turned into a tragedy at this time.

At this time, two young masters who had been hiding in the crowd from beginning to end, one in yellow and the other in white, seemed to be unable to sit still, and finally flew out of thin air. A light flashed on their bodies, which was so strong.
Chapter completed!