The First Immortal of the Heavens

There was silence in the sword pavilion.

The princess came as the finale.

Others such as the Four Great Sacred Lands and the two dynasties have already arrived. As for the most mysterious and lowest-key Meteor Forbidden Land in West Desert, it has not appeared in front of people for many years, or it has appeared many times. You don’t know that people come from Meteor Forbidden Land. of.

There is also the Wei family of the Five Elements Chamber of Commerce in the West Desert, and for various reasons, it has hardly appeared in contending occasions in the past few hundred years.

Therefore, there are almost all the people at the Treasure Hunting Night Banquet.

With the sound from outside the door, everyone looked up one after another, wanting to see the beauty of this first beauty in the West Desert.

Zhang Yang took a sip of wine and looked over.

He really wanted to see if he could compare with the beauty around him.

Soon, a dazzling figure came into everyone's sight.

At that moment, both men and women felt a sense of beauty.

Even the femme fatale Jin Liuli is equally glamorous, she is a superb beauty, has a pair of long legs, and has the blessing of the femme fatale identity, and the many fame and auras she has created, are still absolutely gorgeous.

If the ice jade face is a white snow lotus in the iceberg and snow, then the princess Yan Mengqing is like a water lotus blooming alone in a clear pool in the green water and green mountains. It feels like a spring breeze, without the temperament of any goddess, and it is not cold, but there is a sense of elegance.

However, if they are lotus, then other women are like little flowers in the grass next to them.

Yan Mengqing didn't mean it, but she was born like this. There was a hazy light all over her body, which was very soft. Under the night pearl and moonlight, she was even more dim and mysterious, as if she wanted to fly away at any time.

Her green silk is like a waterfall, vertical to her waist, and the breeze lifts up the green silk to bloom into a shining halo.

Her flawless face is as immersive as the painting, as if she had been carefully crafted by the artist.

Her eyebrows bend down, her eyes are black and white, black like black gems, reflecting everything that appears on the scene.

There is a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, which makes people look forward to, giving birth to the illusion that she is smiling at you, and also giving birth to an infinitely beautiful feeling, which is quite confusing.

She is tall and perfectly proportioned.

Between walking, as if it can absorb light, drag all the brilliance here.

Between Gu and Pan, I smiled at the corners of my lips, unspeakably moving, but I didn't have the arrogance of a princess, some were just soft, gentle, like a moisturizing thing that permeated everyone's heart silently, and it was natural that she was more than just It is beauty, she is a perfect masterpiece from heaven, and she is easy to get close to.

"Pretty?"

A soft voice rang in my ears.

Zhang Yang looked at Bing Yuyan suspiciously, this was the first time I saw this goddess on the outside and the hooligan in her heart still being so gentle.

He looked at Yan Mengqing, stretched out his hand and lifted the veil of Bing Yuyan to look at her, and said with a squishy mouth: "Do you still use comparison?"

"Speak clearly." Bing Yuyan's voice was still soft, but Zhang Yang saw her hand clenched into a fist.

"It must be her..." Zhang Yang clearly felt the aura of something wrong this time, "It's not as good as you, you are the number one beauty in southern Xinjiang, spanning five hundred years, no one can compare, she? Cucumber eggs, how can we be more than our mature ice beauty."

Thus, the breath of something wrong disappeared.

Bing Yuyan's veil, which was blown by the breath, fell again, and said calmly: "Cut, I am not interested in being more beautiful than others, boring."

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "It's really boring. Let's eat ours and ignore her."

Bing Yuyan glanced at him and found that Zhang Yang was really lowering his head to eat. She really didn’t go to see Yan Mengqing again. Moreover, she has a secret technique to observe a person’s mood reaction and changes in body surface characteristics. Calm, and there is no sign of looking at it.

"You really have no idea about her?" Bing Yuyan said.

Zhang Yang said irritably, "What do I want to think of her? At best, she looks good, but I appreciate beauty."

He is still thinking about things.

Let Yueguilong collect all kinds of fires, and infer from time, it was done in this treasure hunting night banquet, then he should act.

What he has to do is more exciting, more crazy and more bloody.

"What are you thinking?" Bing Yuyan asked in a low voice.

Zhang Yang said his true thoughts.

Bing Yuyan was stunned for a while, and for a long while, she said, "You are crazy, you dare to do this? Are you afraid to fall into it? Put yourself to death?"

"Then do you want to accompany me on the adventure?" Zhang Yang laughed.

Bing Yuyan hummed: "Who wants to die with you, I wouldn't care about you unless you were the reckless Holy Lord."

Zhang Yang smiled, this woman just has a strong mouth.

"What a smile?" Bing Yuyan tweeted.

Zhang Yang said: "I suddenly got up in the cemetery of the chaotic demons. When the stone tablet was turned into a tomb guard, a woman said that she would be enchanted for me, I..."

Bing Yuyan grabbed a white jade goat leg and stuffed it into his mouth. The beautiful face covered by the veil couldn't see anything, but the swan-like neck was already red.

Zhang Yang gnawed the leg of lamb and smiled.

Then, Bing Yuyan's hand wanted to habitually draw him somewhere.

At this time, there was a moving figure with her own light, and the graceful woman who drew everyone's attention came to the front, and also let everyone see the gnawing leg of lamb, her mouth full of greasy, no image to speak of.

At this moment, the temperament of the goddess of Bing Yuyan burst into full bloom, even if there is a veil to cover up the beautiful face, but the tall figure, the blue silk like a waterfall, and the white skin like jade. The astonishing self-confidence temperament makes people give birth to the same length as Yan Mengqing.

The two women have different styles.

One is like ice and snow lotus, but hot inside.

A gurgling spring water, but cold inside.

They stood together, Chunhuaqiuyue each had their own style, and absorbed all their eyes, making the other women dull, even Jin Liuli had no light at all, mainly because they were too strong.

In fact, the reputation of being the most beautiful in southern Xinjiang and the most beautiful in West Desert is enough to make women willing to bow down.

Beauty convinces women, that is, they are.

"I have seen the beauty of my elder sister in paintings, better than younger sisters. Unfortunately, when I saw it today, I couldn't see the true face." Yan Mengqing's voice was tactful like an oriole, beautiful and pleasant, which made people feel comfortable. .

Bing Yuyan said indifferently: "I don't like seeing people."

Yan Mengqing said: "It's the little girl who made a mistake."

Bing Yuyan was very tall and the cold goddess Fan Er didn't respond, just playing with the wine glass.

This gesture made the two close-fitting maids behind Yan Mengqing show dissatisfaction.

These two maids are also beautiful and charming, they are rare beauties, but no one noticed that Yan Mengqing's brilliance is still shining.

Yan Mengqing looked at Zhang Yang.

The two maids, plus many people, looked over in secret.

Zhang Yang tore off a piece of lamb leg and exclaimed: "It's delicious, do you have a taste?"

Yan Mengqing smiled and said, "Okay."

Then, she made the breath of many men present and looked at Zhang Yang with a bit of cold eyes. She actually picked up the bull's ear scimitar inserted on the roasted white jade goat and cut off the leg of lamb held by Zhang Yang. Small piece, eat it.

In an instant, Zhang Yang felt that the atmosphere had changed, especially when he was a little bit cold beside him.