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Eight hundred and fifteenth chapter hundred beautiful feast

Wanhua Tower, one of the industries of Bahuanglou, has been operating in the upper realm since the Middle Ages. It can be said that Bahuanglou has taken care of both black and white. From weapons, resources and other businesses to such flesh and blood, it is said that Wanhua Tower is spread all over the states of the upper realm, and even several other empires have it. In the evening, hundreds of lights were lit in front of Wanhua Tower, which is extremely brilliant, and guests are flocking to each other. The heroes from the upper realm states who have not yet left Shazhou have arrived one by one. From time to time, there are inscriptions and brilliances of chariots in the air, which is quite luxurious.

Through the outer edge of Yingying Yanyan and heading straight to the theme, Baimei Banquet is in the back garden of Wanhua Tower. From a distance, there are many powerful Bahuang Tower strong men guarding each other, and they can even feel the breath of the semi-saint realm.

"Is there an invitation for this young man?"

I took out the invitation I received last time, and the guard's eyes lit up and said, "It turns out that it is Young Master Bu Yixuan from Bailu Academy. Please, the Baimei Banquet is about to begin. Here I will lead you."

"Thank you."

Following this Silver Guard, he walked into the garden, and the soldiers around him formed a forest, but the people who came to the banquet were all the heroes of various states, and some even brought a lot of servants, so he was calm and composed.

In addition, there were a few people who made me notice, and they were a few boys wearing golden armor. They were filled with a familiar aura, which was the embodiment of practicing a martial arts full of ancient aura. There were four boys sitting in the second row of seats in turn. Each of them had a bright look and were from the Wusheng Pavilion.

The Wusheng Pavilion is very low-key in the upper realm. Although it is ranked first-line sect, it is cautious. All disciples spend most of their time in seclusion and rarely show up in public. This time it is not simple. Four successors of the Wusheng Pavilion appeared at once. However, Lu Qingning was not among them, and he didn't know how he would be after returning to the upper realm. The rules of the lower realm are different from the upper realm. I guess even he will have to adapt to catching up with the cultivation of his fellow disciples.

"Bai Lu Academy, Bu Yixuan arrives!"

A scholar in a white robe announced loudly, and everyone immediately turned their eyes to him. The person sitting in the first row was Li Dingyu, the young master of Zhongzhou, the Bahuanglou. He stood up and smiled and said, "Young Master Bu is willing to admire his face. My Bahuanglou is so glorious!"

"Your Majesty, please be polite."

"You are not polite. Young Master Bu is the second king of the West Lake sword contest. He even made his military achievements in fighting the Saint of the Yellow Spring in the endless sea of ​​corpses. Even the empress has mentioned your name, which is not comparable to ordinary people. Come on, Young Master Bu please sit in the third seat in the first row!"

"Thank you."

I walked over and started to taste tea after sitting down. The tea on the golden table exudes a fragrance, which is probably comparable to the chili tea made by senior sister Mu Zhao. After all, it is Bahuanglou. This time, the level of hospitality for distinguished guests will definitely not be low. After drinking a sip of tea, I began to observe the people around me. Li Dingyu sat in the chief position, and the second seat was Duan Yuan, the inheritor of Yin and Yang Hall, and I occupied the third seat, and the fourth seat was Luo Huachi, the first person in the Immortal Pavilion, Luo Huachi, a feminine man exuding the early aura of the semi-saint realm. After Luo Huachi, Zhang Xiuping, a disciple of the Holy Palace of Bailu Academy, he ranked fifth. He seemed very resentful of this ranking, and his eyes were quite cold.

Each seat is three meters apart, quite spacious. There is a beautiful maid on both sides of Li Dingyu, while Duan Yuan brought two old men from the Yin and Yang Hall. They seemed to be semi-saints and their strength was unfathomable. For a moment, my heart sank slightly. This feast of hundreds of beauty is not simple, and all forces are coming, very complicated.

"Come on, Mr. Bu, I'll give you a cup!"

Luo Huachi, the first person in the Immortal Pavilion, picked up the jade cup and smiled faintly: "It is said that the young hero broke through the limit of mortals when he was in the lower realm, stepped into the human king realm, and killed Luo Fan of the Immortal Pavilion under the suppression of the rules, and even withstood the poison of the Nine Netherworlds. It is really not easy. I feel respect for this glass of wine. Please be sure to appreciate the face of the young hero."

I looked at him and smiled and said, "Do you want to avenge Luo Fan?"

"Of course not. Her Majesty the Queen has pardoned all the sins of the young hero, so the Immortal Pavilion will naturally not attack you, please rest assured."

"good."

He picked up the wine glass and dries it. The mellow wine smelled into his stomach, which was quite cool and good wine. Luo Huachi squinted his eyes and drank it all in one go. Then he said: "Today's 100-year-old banquet, Young Master Li Dingyu collected stunning women of all races from all over the world. It is said that many women have the charming posture of the whole country. With the strength of Young Master Bai, I believe that he must be determined to win the top spot, right?"

I smiled indifferently: "Master said that my disciples from the Holy Palace of Bailu Academy need to practice and not be contaminated with women. Therefore, I came this time just to observe the skills of all the outstanding people, not for the sake of beauty."

Li Dingyu smiled: "Young Master Bu, why not say this when you see the beauty."

Everyone laughed, they were all men, and they seemed to have a tacit feeling. In fact, Li Dingyu and Luo Huachi are all the prides of their own sect. There are not a few beautiful beauties hidden in any cave. This is not enough. You still have to search outside to satisfy the novel psychology of men hunting for beauty.

Not long after, the seats of a hundred Renjie in the garden were packed, and everyone came. These people were all majestic, including many people on the Man King List, Tai Ling List, and Yuan Ling List. There were even a few people, looking north to the sky, the original Man King List, but now he has broken through. There is a Tai Ling List token hanging around his waist, ranking more than 300. He can break through so quickly and be on the Tai Ling List. This person's cultivation foundation is very impressive.

It was almost time, and Li Dingyu immediately held a glass of wine and soared into the air. The strong ancient sword intent of the Eight Destiny was emitting. It was very powerful, with a smile in his eyes and said to everyone loudly: "Today, Li Dingyu is fortunate to invite all young masters to come here. He only talks about martial arts and beauty. He is not talented. He has collected 100 beautiful talents from all over the world and is enthroned as Baimei. I believe that it can feast everyone's eyes. Come on, please invite Baimei to the stage!"

On the tower not far away, a woman stood up, wrapped in a silk skirt with a graceful figure, outlining all the moving curves. Her peak peaks were towering, her jade buttocks were slightly raised, and her white jade-like body was faintly visible under the thin silk skirt. With a charming face, people couldn't help but think about it. Her red lips opened lightly, and her whole body exuded a delicate feeling that made people ecstatic and bone-like tenderness. Her voice was so soft that it made people obsessed with it, saying, "Young Master, please invite Baimei."

A kind of heroes looked up one after another, looked at her first, and then they all showed a look of yearning and whispered.

"This woman is Wan Huarong, the real owner of Wanhua Tower in the legend. It is said that before Li Qingyin entered the world, Wanhualang was recognized as the number one beauty in the upper world. Now she is so close to Bahuang Tower. Even Wanhua Tower has become part of Bahuang Tower. Bahuang Tower is such a good method. Even such women can be put into the curtain tent."

"Not necessarily, it is said that Wan Huarong has good cultivation and seems to have a certain friendship with the prime minister in the court. With her means, she may not have to surrender to Bahuanglou. Most of them, Wanhualou, and Bahuanglou are just some kind of cooperation."

"Anyway, Wan Huarong can come to Shazhou, and the entire Shazhou has become much brighter."

"Yes, such a beautiful look, if you can have a love for the beauty, you will probably not live in vain in this life."

Wan Huarong's beautiful eyes are like the moon, and her slender body leaned against the railings of the tower. The soft and pitiful feeling is very touching. The soft peaks under the Luoshan shirt stand upright, and the amazing curve makes people's heartbeat almost stop. Her wonderful eyes are like Mid-Autumn Festival waves. Just a look seems to be able to touch the heartstrings of others. This woman is amazing, she is a real monster!

...

Under Wan Huarong's order, a group of Wanhualou servants brought beautiful women from the backyard, just as Li Dingyu said. These women were all considered to be of excellent appearance. If calculated in tens, the worst ones were from eight points, which could attract attention in any city. Now they are all standing on the same stage in front of everyone, some of which are relaxed in expressions, while others are sad. No wonder most of them were bought from other places, or were raped, and they did not undergo real dancers training, so they naturally remained the most realistic.

There are a hundred young masters in front of me, most of whom are the masters who have been through a long time. If these beautiful girls face each other with a smile and wear heavy makeup, they will lose interest.

"Hey, why are there only ninety stunning ones?" Duan Yi asked with a smile, squinted his eyes.

He is the inheritor of the Yin-Yang Palace, and the Yin-Yang Palace is an evil sect that pursues the dual cultivation of Yin-Yang. Naturally, he values ​​women far more than others. Moreover, Duan Yuan sat in the next seat this time, his status was second only to Li Dingyu. I believe he is the one who is determined to win the No. 1 beauty.

"Brother Duan's eyes are indeed like torch!"

Li Dingyu smiled slightly and said, "That's right, Baimei Banquet will let you look at the ninety of them first. The final ten are the top ten with the best appearance, so..."

Duan Yuan couldn't help but smile: "Can you take it away by yourself?"

Li Dingyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, but the premise is that Brother Duan defeats his competitor!"

As he said that, Li Dingyu looked up at Wan Huarong on the platform and said, "Sister Wan, you can start."

Wan Huarong had a beautiful eyes and exuded a slender and graceful temperament all over her body. She smiled and said, "Okay, all the young masters, ninety of the 100 beauties are right in front of her. Please click on it. Anyone who chooses a stunning master has ten breaths of waiting time. If no one competes with you, you can take away the stunning master."

"real?"

Many celebrities said in surprise. These women were all extremely beautiful. Even if they didn’t talk about their status or status, they could sell them at a high price in the upper world just because of their appearance. With their appearance, they might at least have started with 100,000 blood spirit crystals. Now they can be taken away in one sentence. Wouldn’t they be picked up for free?
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