After all, considering that this is the person chosen by my son, I naturally support him.

Besides, Baili being gentle and pampered is also good for them.

However, Lan Canghai was very unhappy. He immediately looked at the Lord of Guangming Hall above and suggested: "Palace Master, this is a banquet now. Since the White Saint can also be displayed, how about letting all the saints and saints compete directly? Let's see.

Who has more talent?"

Lancanghai's unwillingness to be outdone was great for Baili Wenrou.

However, the Lord of Guangming Palace hesitated for a while before saying: "In that case, it's okay."

"It's better than this..." Suddenly, Xi Yuxie's voice came slowly from the side. His voice was as clear and deep as water, "It just so happened that the palace master said last time that he could arrange a personal divine envoy for me. If

You'll be fine later, can you come into my palace?"

As soon as Xi Yuxie said these words, the whole audience was shocked.

God...an angel?

Although I am not the divine envoy of the Lord of the Guangming Palace, being an envoy next to the Lord God is something that I can only hope for!

At the very least, one person will definitely achieve enlightenment and ascend to heaven.

The master of the palace obviously respects this deity very much now, so what's the difference in being his envoy? And there may be more benefits.

He looked at Lan Meng beside him and ordered softly: "We must win!"

When Baili Wenrou heard this question, she suddenly laughed: "What do you think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she had already jumped into the middle of the field.

Lingering doubts swirled in Baili Rouwen's mind.

"In that case, let me do it first!"

How could you not give up the opportunity to directly break into the Temple of Light? Besides, you can also get close to this strange god. Especially now that the White House is under public criticism, it is better to find a backer or a safe identity.

Many reasons told her that she must win.

Baili Wenwen's gaze on the other end was deep. Why did she still feel that this deity was too familiar?

This voice was deliberately lowered.

Suddenly, Lan Meng stood up slowly, with a very confident smile: "We have to compete anyway, so let's start the competition. If you think Lan Meng is comparable, you can come up!"

"I have no objection!" Lan Canghai's voice was the loudest.

Even Lan Canghai couldn't help but feel excited.

Lin Wei in front couldn't help but pick up the tea cup nervously, then leaned back slightly and said softly to Baili: "Sir, do you want to compete seriously?"

"Yes!" Lan Meng's eyes under the mask were extremely deep and twinkling faintly.

After all, as the envoy of the Lord of the Guangming Palace, if he does something wrong, it may easily affect the entire family, but if there are people around the Lord God, the Lord of the Palace will definitely not ignore the face of the Lord God and will not attack easily.

"In this case, yes, as long as the Lord God is willing, you can choose the saints and saints here. It is their blessing to serve the Lord, and I don't think anyone will refuse." After nodding, the Lord of Guangming Palace turned his eyes.

Looking at the people below, he said: "In that case, let's start the competition! Do you have any objections?"

Tonight, Lan Meng's red dress was tied with countless small red bells. Every time she moved, the bells made a crisp sound. Standing in the center of the venue was like a blazing sun, which made people unable to stop being amazed.

"Okay, sister, I support you!" Lan Yezhu applauded from below.

The Lord of the Guangming Palace above also nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, the saintly son and saintly daughter of my holy palace should be so confident and flamboyant."

But when the surrounding Holy Palace saw Lan Meng being the first to appear, half of them were instantly discouraged.
Chapter completed!