Although the people around him didn't agree, since Yang Zhan said so, they didn't dare to say anything more.

In fact, in their eyes, Ling Xiao's selection was like a toad eating swan meat.

It was like a migratory locust rising up in one day.

There are countless people here who are jealous of Ling Xiao.

After all, Yang Shuyi is the absolute goddess of these millions of Zifu soldiers.

Just say she is ugly.

But she is so beautiful that she will be admired all over the country.

Compared to Zi Qianye, the leader of the small Zi Ling country, he is not inferior at all, and is even better.

No wonder these people are so jealous that they are crazy.

When they thought that an ordinary person like Ling Xiao could embrace a beautiful woman, they were so angry that they vomited blood.

Yang Shuyi is obviously also dissatisfied with Ling Xiao.

A pair of water-piercing eyes showed full of unwillingness.

Her ideal husband must at least be stronger than her.

Although Ling Xiao looks good, he also has a good temperament.

But this strength alone is far from hers.

However, with her terrifying strength, she wanted to find someone of her generation who could be worthy of her.

I'm afraid it will be even harder than climbing to the sky.

"Well, my father's vision has always been good. Maybe this man is some kind of genius."

Yang Shuyi comforted herself, after all, her father's vision was really not what he was bragging about.

Ling Xiao felt relieved when he saw her resentful and unwilling look.

If the other person likes me, I can't bear to just run away.

But now, I can leave safely.
Chapter completed!