After all the white robed people stood still, the gorgeous young man in white slowly appeared.

Although his Highness the son of God is in his early twenties, his figure is not as big as that of an adult man. On the contrary, he shows the delicacy of a teenager, which makes people often ignore his real age.

The beautiful white clothes like flowing clouds lined the young man's body more and more tall. The black green silk was simply tied with a white crown, but it made the young man more amazing. The cold white jade mask sent out a shallow light on his face, revealing only the white jaw and light lips.

The glamour between hands and feet has amazed everything.

This is the second time that people from the eastern continent have seen his Highness the son, but they are more and more amazing. At the same time, a pious heart has spontaneously emerged in their hearts.

That is his Highness the son of the God of light and the messenger of the God of light in the world.

Just this idea is enough to make everyone crazy.

But what makes them look at most is the little girl held by Ling Qingchen.

It was a little girl of only five or six years old, wearing a bright red skirt and a delicate red bell on her wrist and ankle. With her walking, the Bell sent out a crisp sound, spread in the air and finally fell into everyone's ears.

The scene was strangely quiet, and there was only the sound of the bell in my ears.

The little girl's appearance was very delicate. She was made of pink and jade, like a beautiful porcelain doll. People wanted to hold it in the palm of their hand, but everyone shrank when they met her treacherous scarlet eyes.

Those eyes, like the eyes of demons in the dark, can be fatal in an instant.

Everyone was stunned. I didn't know why his Highness the son brought such a strange alien little girl to attend the contest.

Si LV was more interested in looking at Minna. He could feel the destructive power from the little girl.

In the crowd, Wen aofei suddenly stood up, looked at the three people behind Ling Qingchen incredulously, and murmured: "how can Nalan Xue, Guban and lanjiu be with the people of Guangming God on the west continent..."

At the same time, it was noted that the three of Nalan Xue were Ji Chen, Ou Jie, Bai Zhao and others.

Even though a few years have passed, their appearance has completely separated from the original childishness, but the familiar appearance has not changed.

Aware that there were several very familiar eyes around, Nalan looked over and saw Wen aofei and them. Across a distance, she winked at them playfully, and the smile on her mouth became bigger.

Wen aofei couldn't help being infected by her smile and raised his lips.

Although separated for a period of time, they are still familiar with each other. The tacit understanding that the other party is expressing a kind of information to themselves immediately because of a small action of the other party will not become weak because of time.

But they don't understand what the deep meaning of Nalan Snow's eyes is.

Nalan Snow said to them: wait for a good play!

But what is this good play?

It's not easy to be called a good play by Nalan Xue. Wen aofei can't help looking forward to it.

When Bai Lilan Jiu's eyes swept over Bai Zhao in front of him, his expression could not help getting complicated. This man is the master they have been together with for half a year. Even though he is too busy to see people on weekdays, he will personally guide him and Gu Yun's cultivation as soon as he is free, so that their cultivation path has taken many detours and improved with half the effort.