“…”

The saints and descendants of the family were all a little angry at this moment.

Both the Holy Sons of the Holy Land were asked to blow the cold wind at this gate and wait for a long time.

It's intolerable!

This kind of pomp, welcoming the Holy Lord is enough.

"Everyone, please come to the seat!"

The Saint Son of Tianquan looked excited, and his words were filled with an inexplicable joy.

A pair of eyes circulates on Li Qingyue from time to time.

He even spoke kindly: "Fairy Qingyue, please!"

Seeing what the Son of Heavenly Quan did, almost all the Sons of the Holy Land were confused.

Why do they think that when that girl came, the Holy Son of Tianquan became much more happy?

"Wait... he turned out to be a mortal!"

Someone exclaimed.

Almost the next moment, everyone's eyes looked at the girl in a white long dress.

But after seeing the girl's appearance, all the noise in the whole field suddenly became quiet.

After a while, someone was shocked.

"What a beautiful woman!"

"Hiss...what fairy from the holy land is this?"

"There is such a perfect woman in the world?"

“…”

The sound was noisy, almost like a wave, rising one after another.

Even some women trembled.

The girl looked cold and had a calm temperament.

He has a charming figure, but he is wearing a white dress, snow-white and holy.

Just like the snow lotus dancing enchantingly against the sunshine on the pure snow mountain.

That temperament can both touch people's hearts and make people feel at tranquility.

The face is perfect and flawless, and the bright big eyes make people linger.

For a moment, the girl almost became the focus of everyone's pupils.

Feeling the sounds and the gazes that lingered on her, Li Qingyue tightened all over.

There are too many people.

Almost everyone on the street looked at themselves.

When did she see such a scene?

Even in my previous life.

At this moment, he almost subconsciously came to Yan Wushuang. Behind Yang Wuzheng, the tall figures of the two blocked most of the eyes.

"snort!"

Seeing this, Yan Wushuang snorted coldly, and a divine light burst out in his eyes.

Qi and blood are like dragons, golden light appears, and powerful momentum pours out like a storm.

The shocked people retreated repeatedly.

The power of the holy body is like a mountain or a mountain, and it is undoubtedly revealed.

Even Yang Wuming directly integrated into the world, causing the general trend of the world to fall.

At that moment, it seemed like an invisible mountain fell from the sky, directly suppressing everyone so much that they could not raise their heads.

The extremely calm eyes swept around like lightning.

When he saw everyone bowing their heads subconsciously, he spoke calmly at Li Qingyue.

"Don't be afraid, we are here!"
Chapter completed!