Ling Hao turned his head to look. The beauty of this woman was comparable to the Fairy Snow Moon from his previous life.

Her snow-white skin and exquisite facial features, especially her large eyes, seemed to be hiding electricity, constantly melting the youth's mind.

The purple robe tightened around her waist, accentuating her exquisite figure.

She walked gracefully, her breasts high.

This devil's body, coupled with his clear eyes, really made one exclaim in amazement.

"So beautiful."

"Who is she? Why have I never seen her before?"

"There are so many people in the Spirit Flame race, if you knew, that would be incredible."

"This won't do. I swear, I will chase after her. She's too beautiful. I've really never seen such a beautiful woman before."

"Save it young man, this kind of beautiful woman is not one that you and I can pursue."

Ling Hao hurriedly returned to treat his father. He said apologetically, "I have something to do right now. Maybe another day."

Chen Yu was stunned.

This scum actually rejected it.

When Li Mingxue first saw this purple-clothed girl, there were only four words in her mind: she was ashamed of her inferiority.

The heavens must have cared for you so much that you could be so beautiful.

When the purple-clothed woman heard Ling Hao's reply, she was not angry at all. Her flowery smile trembled as she said: "Alright, you go ahead and do your work first, but I feel that it's necessary to fix this date."

"I'll go to your house tomorrow morning."

"Hey, listen carefully, I don't care if you agree or not, in my entire life, no one has ever dared to reject me."

Ling Hao's figure moved further and further away, a smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Interesting woman, how tyrannical.

The martial arts practice field was in an uproar. This morning's training made the young man intoxicated, causing the young girl's heart to hurt.

A person so intoxicated with such a beauty was something they couldn't even compare to.

She was heartbroken because the heavens had given her such a beautiful appearance.

"Ling Hao, why are you so muddled, and why is there someone sticking close to you? Do you think you're still that twelve year old genius at the second level of the Pulse Cutting technique? I refuse to accept this! "

Li Mingxue looked at Chen Yu, not knowing why his expression was so unsightly.

"Brother Yu, let's continue practicing the sword."

"Ai, I don't want to practice anymore."

Yang Linglong walked lightly with a smile like a flower.

"You really are a perfect couple."

"Hehehehe."

She smiled, her peerless countenance causing Chen Yu's blood flow to quicken. He felt that she was the only person left in this world.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a peerless beauty before? "

"Are you still looking!?" Do you believe that I can dig out your eyes and use them as fertilizer? "

"I'm talking about you. What are you daydreaming about? Have you never seen a woman in your life before?"

"And you, you're also a beauty, how could you have any potential?"

Li Mingxue and Chen Yu were instantly stupefied.

The crowd looked as if they had been hit by a sunflower.

Chen Yu wiped off his sweat. It didn't matter, he was a beauty that could topple empires. He had to bear with it.

Li Mingxue frowned and couldn't help but say, "Young lady, aren't you being too serious? "Even if you have the appearance of a Heavenly Immortal, you shouldn't mock people like that."

The two female attendants beside him rubbed their foreheads.

Damn it, the young lady is going to show her prowess.

"You're giving me face, understand? Just like how I told Xiao Cui to use her mouth, that is also giving you face. "

When the maid on the left heard this, she suddenly stepped forward and raised her hand.

"Pah!"

Li Mingxue had no time to dodge at all. He covered her left cheek and stared hatefully at Yang Linglong.

Chen Yu was furious. He couldn't bear to hit his woman in front of everyone.

"You all …"

He had just said two words.

The two maidservants came forward one after another, like they were patting a ball. Who knew how many slaps were left on his face.

Little Cui Xiao Hong thought, since when did our Young Miss talk about reason?

To put it in the words of a young lady, beating you up is looking up to you.

What more was there to say?