The next day.
In the spacious square in front of the palace of Qianyuan Island, the sect master Bai Taotian is sitting on the throne, his expression is graceful and majestic, and his handsome face is shining with divine light.
This old white snake's facial expressions are indeed very good.
Didn't you see that the eyes of the female disciples around him were flashing, and the spinach was flying around?
It's a pity that the master of the door is very guarded and can't get rid of the rotten spinach.
The little girls can only look at the sky and sigh.
Don't they just want to climb a high branch, fly up the branch and become a phoenix?
Why is it so difficult?
Forget it, the sect leader is still the same as before, why don't he wink at the inner sect elders and the outer sect elders more often, maybe he can get the wrong person.
In this case, the eyes of tens of thousands of girls were everywhere.
Xiao Cheng was sitting on the seat of the guest elders, very busy, making eye contact with the witches, raising eyebrows with the witches, and having sex with the beauties from the human race, which made the young girls from the three races blush. , Xiao Cheng felt that he was truly a saint.
He could conquer a plane star with just his eyes.
He was an absolute saint.
"Oh, if we build a small bridge here and put up a high-rise building, let the female disciples of the three tribes put on red shirts, and I ride the sword-five white horse and lean on the railing of the bridge and look up at the high-rise building, wouldn't it be like riding a horse and leaning on the leaning bridge?
A realistic photo board of red-sleeved moves all over the house Wow hahaha, it’s so wonderful, so enjoyable.”
Xiao Cheng's snake essence mode was on.
He was thinking wildly and had suspicious saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.
He didn't know what good thing he thought of.
Pretending to be a lady, Bai Xiaoman stood next to his father, serving tea and water, and cooperated with Qinglian to serve the sect master meticulously.
When he turned around, he saw Xiao Cheng drooling, flying around with a group of outstanding female disciples, and he didn't know where he was.
There was a mean smile on his face, and his throat was suddenly blocked by a breath.
The hand holding the tea shook, and a large amount of tea soaked the door owner's clothes.
The area below the waist was extremely wet.
The master of the door felt quite comfortable being served by his daughter.
As for his daughter, he was naturally very relieved.
There was no prevention and no way to avoid it.
Oops, the scalding hot tea flew hundreds of feet into the air, rolled thousands of somersaults in mid-air, secretly used kung fu to evaporate the water vapor, and found time to use magical kung fu to iron out the wrinkles on his clothes.
Then he pretended to be calm and relaxed, and landed on the throne inlaid with gold and jade.
Xiao Cheng, who was having a look with the female disciples, turned around and saw this scene.
This was a good time to take pictures.
Before the stunned people could react, Xiao Cheng stood up first and shouted loudly: "Sect Master, you have unparalleled magical powers. , to unify the world for thousands of years.”
It's broken, and the newcomer got the better of it.
The elders and disciples, who were lagging behind in flattering, felt a thump in their hearts.
They knew they were lagging behind and quickly made up for it.
They stood up together, bowed and saluted and shouted: "Master Sect Master has unparalleled magical power and has unified the world for thousands of years."
It was so impressive that tens of thousands of masters were so angry, these words spread far and wide.
Bai Taotian turned his head and glared at his daughter, who had turned pale after the accident.
He heard the flattering words in his ears.
His eyes fell on Xiao Cheng, who had a calm face but was the first to shout these words.
He glanced at Mo Shui playfully, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Yi, with a stern expression on his face, waved his hand impatiently to signal everyone to shut up.
Seeing that the face of the sect master was not very good, the disciples who were worried about being slapped on the horse's legs tightly closed their mouths, and their upper and lower lips pursed into a line, like river clam shells that would not open after being closed.
"Xiaoman, Qinglian is enough.
Please sit down."
The master of the door can't be angry with Xiaoman in front of everyone.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
He suppressed his anger and motioned for his daughter to sit down.
He's so clumsy that he can't even pour tea well.
If he doesn't sit down to dry his hair, he won't pour a pot of boiling water over his head.
The master of the door couldn't help but tighten his anus when he thought about how miserable he would be if he couldn't protect his daughter from the thief in his house.
Qinglian suppressed her laughter and hurriedly poured a cup of tea for the door owner.
Her technique was expert and her movements were smooth and pleasing to the eye.
She also protested and blinked at Bai Xiaoman, who had snatched her job earlier, and Bai Xiaoman's face turned blue with anger.
She looked at her father with embarrassment, then turned around and glared at Xiao Cheng, who had an inexplicable look on his face.
If he hadn't been distracted by this person earlier, how could such an oolong incident have happened?
When Xiao Cheng saw the eldest lady's resentful eyes, he suddenly felt that it was snowing in June and Dou E had not been wronged.
You guys can see it clearly.
Didn't you, Miss, spill the boiling hot tea on your father's lower body in the vegetable garden?
It is estimated that the old white snake's old cucumbers and two eggplants were very hot, otherwise, he would not be so rude.
He reacted quickly and confuse the situation in an instant, turning it into a magical performance by the sect master.
He yelled a compliment just to save the careless young lady.
Why, he got a complaining look from the young lady instead.
Damn White Snake, what the hell?
Whether you are being unreasonable or not, you have ruined the holy and compassionate image of the goddess Bai Suzhen in my mind.
Xiao Cheng complained about Bai Xiaoman to the ninth heaven in his heart, with a look of resentment in his eyes.
When Bai Xiaoman came into contact with such a strange look, he couldn't help but tremble three times.
He quickly looked away and refused to look at the stinky man again.
"It's so scary.
What kind of look is that?
It's like complaining that I put on my pants and didn't recognize anyone.
Bah, bah, what are you thinking about?"
Bai Xiaoman felt chills at the thought of this.
I was so disgusted by my weird thoughts that I kept retching.
"Xiaoman, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Although Bai Taotian was angry with his daughter, she was his own daughter.
Seeing Bai Xiaoman's uncomfortable look, his fatherly attitude took over and he hurriedly asked.
Bai Xiaoman's face turned even redder.
If there was a hole here, she would definitely dive in and not be able to come out.
It would be too embarrassing.
"Ahem, it's okay, father, I just have trouble breathing.
You can get down to business."
Bai Xiaoman held his breath and said this without saying a word.
"Oh, it's fine."
Bai Taotian felt that there was no big problem with his daughter, and it was not a major matter of bad luck or going crazy, so he felt relieved, turned to look at the elders of the outer sect who had just sat down, and said gently: "The weather is very good today, the wind is warm and the sun is shining.
What a beautiful day."
Xiao Cheng pouted and thought to himself, do you want me to sing a song of "Have a Good Life" for you?
He kept criticizing the sect master.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but want to laugh again, but he knew he couldn't laugh, otherwise, the sect leader who was speaking would be worried about him.
Although Old White Snake was only the sect leader of a small sect, he was still a millionaire.
It’s better not to mess with him if he is a great person.
Xiao Cheng thought about this and tried his best to hold back his laughter.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
The look on his face was extremely strange.
It was difficult to describe what kind of honor this looked like.
The master of the door happened to glance over and saw Xiao Cheng's weird and twisted face.
In an instant, he almost lost his breath.
He paused quickly, pretended to look away as if nothing had happened, and continued: "Since it is a good day, then , just do something interesting.
For example, using martial arts to compete with friends can improve your cultivation and knowledge, and can also boost morale.
Therefore, the leader of this sect proposed that the elders of the outer sect come out in pairs to have a showdown to open the eyes of the disciples.
By the way, when the elders of Keqing fight, they have to fight with bare hands.
They can use magical powers, but they are not allowed to use weapons.
In particular, they are not allowed to wear high-boot magic weapons.
They can only wear flat shoes.
That's all.
Everyone should cherish this good opportunity for discussion.
What do you think, everyone?"
"Sect Master, I am very excited.
We are so lucky to be able to compete with all of you."
"That's right, this is all thanks to the great blessing of the sect master, and we are very honored."
"Well, the sect leader is mighty."
Shameless flatterers are everywhere, especially among the Qianyuan Sect.
Why is the sect master not allowed to wear boots or magic weapons?
This is an allusion.
Everyone in the Qianyuan Sect knows that the leader of the Shenyan Sect, the small sect that the Qianyuan Sect has the least dealing with, wears a pair of exotic animal skin boots, which are low-grade Taoist weapons.
The owner of the door has been kicked many times by boots, so he has a phobia of boots.
All disciples in the sect must wear flat cloth shoes, and boots are not allowed.
Of course, he would never admit that he issued this order because of his psychological shadow.
When Xiao Cheng heard the word "flat shoes", he suddenly remembered a song.
That song was about the good mood of getting the shoes.
He suddenly wanted to sing it, thinking that the door owner would appreciate it very much.
He looked at everyone, and he understood in his heart why the Qianyuan Sect was always at the bottom.
The sect was full of people who liked to flatter others, so it was impossible not to be at the bottom.
He forgot that he was also a member of the horse-racing crowd.
"Okay, okay, let's start the competition.
Who, ah, Xiao Cheng, you come first and pick an opponent at will.
This is a knockout format, and the loser cannot advance to the next round."
The sect leader casually pointed and Pointed to Xiaocheng.
Xiao Cheng had a look of disbelief on his face and pointed at his own face, which meant: Master, are you really sure you want me to play in the first round?
"What are you talking about?
Elder Xiaocheng Keqing, please come."
The master of the door waved his hand and made a savage decision.
"Master, how about I sing you a song I compiled on the spot, and let me rest for a while before I come on stage for the finale."
Xiao Cheng was not willing to take the lead.
By the way, don’t big names always appear last?
I am not a minor player.
"You can compose songs."
The door owner was shocked when he heard this.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
"That is".
Xiao Cheng stood up proudly in spite of everyone's envious looks, bowed to the door owner and said: "I heard the door owner talk about flat shoes first, and I burst out into song, parentheses, Northeast.
Please appreciate the dialect version.”
Xiao Cheng's affirmative response made everyone look at him with admiration.
"Miss, eldest lady, did you hear that Xiao Cheng can compose songs?
Tell me, what does the Northeast dialect version he said mean?
Is it a professional term?
I am too inexperienced to understand."
After the little green lotus snake demon sent the message to Bai Xiaoman, he held his heart with both hands and looked at Xiao Cheng with snake-like eyes, as if he was seeing a romantic bard.
Bai Xiaoman bit his lips and responded with a pretense of knowledge: "Is this the Northeastern dialect?
It is estimated to be the language of the large areas in the northeast of the Eight Phases Region.
Does Xiaocheng even know the languages there?
It's incredible. ".
Bai Xiaoman looked expectantly at Xiao Cheng, who was about to open his golden voice
.
: