"Lady Qingzhu?"

One thing to say, Jiang Lin felt a little panicked when he was looked at like this......

But it is true that this rumored first lady of the world is indeed extremely beautiful.

Wearing an emerald green embroidered Luo shirt, under the green leaf white lake crepe skirt, the melon seed-shaped white and tender jade face, a pair of pear vortices slightly flushed between the cheeks, lightly smeared rouge, so that the small face is polished, like a newly opened Qiong flower, white and red.

The long black eyebrows, not like a painting, a pair of eyes that are looking forward to life, those seductive eyes, black and white, rippling with intoxicating charm.

The wide pearl-white ribbon was curled, and the long black flowing hair exuded a fairy-like temperament.

The long hair and waist hanging, the forehead and ears are tied with a white and pink intarsia hanging bead hair chain, and occasionally one or two disobedient beads hang down, which adds to the beauty of both reality and illusion.

With a milky white jade bracelet on his wrist, the warm mutton fat white jade exudes an unspoken brilliance, which complements a simple outfit, and a thin silver necklace around his neck, faintly with a purple luster, and when he looks at it, it is a turquoise droplet.

This kind of beauty is different from the kind of master and sister Jiuyi and Su Su.

Rather, it is a mature intellectual beauty.

Especially the proud figure of Mrs. Qingzhu, standing there is a sight.

You know it's rude for you to do this, but your gaze is always uncontrollably looking at Mrs. Qingzhu's chest.

Jiang Lin felt that perhaps only Su Su could compete with this lady.

But compared with Mrs. Qingzhu's beautiful face and proud figure, Jiang Lin felt that what was more prominent was Mrs. Qingzhu's elegant and calm temperament.

It is rumored that Mrs. Qingzhu is a married woman, so after seeing Mrs. Qingzhu, Jiang Lin felt that this Mrs. Qingzhu's partner was by no means an ordinary monk!

You can even say that this Qingzhu Lady was once the wife of the first sword cultivator who led the Ten Thousand Clans to cut down the Divine Race from the altar in ancient times.

Jiang Lin also believes!

Otherwise, what kind of man could be worthy of this lady, Jiang Lin couldn't think of it.

"Lady Qingzhu?"

Jiang Lin shouted again, raising his voice, and even a little rude.

As if he had just heard Jiang Lin's shout, Mrs. Qingzhu's blue eyes slowly regained their look, as if they had come out of infinite memories.

"I have heard the name of Gongzi Jiang for a long time, and it is an honor to be able to see Gongzi Jiang today."

Mrs. Qingzhu bowed to Jiang Lin.

At this time, Jiang Lin knew that a simple salute could be so graceful! Dignified and elegant, the charm and grace are perfectly mixed together!

But......

Being carried by a senior who was tens of thousands of years older than himself, and claiming to be a concubine, Jiang Lin always felt a little weird......

And..... Lady Qingzhu has existed since ancient times......

Although the life span of green bamboo is close to infinity, as long as there is no accident, it is truly in harmony with the sky.

But because of this, the speed of cultivation is also several times slower than that of ordinary demon clans.

However, the ancient period is 100,000 years ago...... No matter how slow this lady is, no matter how steady she is, she should be in the Ascension Realm......

In other words, a woman in the Ascension Realm saluted herself......

Jiang Lin was a little worried that he would lose his life......

"The younger generation is, just ask Mrs. Qingzhu's reputation, today I am fortunate to be invited by Mrs., the younger generation is flattered, and please Mrs. Don't be polite!"

Jiang Lin hurriedly returned the salute.

Mrs. Qingzhu straightened up and smiled at Jiang Lin, as if this bamboo forest had lost all its color:

"Young Master Jiang, please take a seat."

At the invitation of Mrs. Qingzhu, Jiang Lin and Mrs. Qingzhu sat face to face.

Su Yi made a cup of tea for Jiang Lin: "The son actually doesn't need to be informed, just come in with the bamboo slip that the concubine sent to the son." But the son is too, he is only here now, but it is so hard to make the concubine wait. ”

Mrs. Qingzhu said "angrily", but in Jiang Lin's eyes, there was a kind of cute coquettishness.

"Bamboo slips?" However, listening to Mrs. Qingzhu's words, Jiang Lin was a little confused.

What bamboo slips?

"Huh? Two years ago in Wanjian Sect, the concubine sent an invitation letter and left, didn't the prince receive it? ”

"Oh, I see, I'm sorry, the junior left the Sword Sect at that time, and I didn't receive it, please forgive me." Jiang Lin stood up and bowed.

"Since the son didn't receive it, how can the concubine blame the childe."

Mrs. Qingzhu also hurriedly supported Jiang Lin.

For Lady Qingzhu, since the invitation was sent to the Sword Sect, she had been looking forward to Jiang Lin all the time.

However, Jiang Lin didn't come for two years, which made Mrs. Qingzhu a little disappointed, and she felt that it might be that he was "happy here" in the Sword Sect.

Now I learned that Jiang Lin was not fascinated by that Lin Qingwan, and the reason why he delayed the future was because he did not receive the letter, which couldn't help but make Mrs. Qingzhu's mood feel a lot better.

However, when Mrs. Qingzhu's softness touched Jiang Lin's arm, an inexplicable sense of familiarity flashed in Jiang Lin's heart, and even Jiang Lin was a little in a trance.

Mrs. Qingzhu: "At that time, the prince was famous in the Sword Sect, and the concubine wanted to see the son, and today she can see it, and the purpose has been achieved, and the son came this time to ......"

"Yes."

Jiang Lin looked directly at Mrs. Qingzhu's green eyes.

"Don't hide it from Mrs., the junior is a sword cultivator, and he is also a pure martial artist, when he entered the seventh realm of martial arts, there was a little problem, so he wanted to use the water essence bamboo and the Qingbi water vein to reconcile the true qi in the body.

There is a little magic weapon on the juniors, the value of the magic weapon, the juniors think that it is not bad, if the Qingzhu seniors are willing, the juniors are willing to be lucky enough to be able to exchange a few copies. ”

"Jiang Gongzi is not just a sword cultivator, but also a martial artist?"

Mrs. Qingzhu looked at Jiang Lin with her head slightly sideways, and her blinking eyes seemed to make you tell all the secrets.

"The junior martial arts realm is barely okay."

"But in the eyes of the concubine, Jiang Gongzi's martial arts talent is more important than the kendo talent."

Mrs. Qingzhu explained.

"Jiang Gongzi knows, the martial arts are a dead-end road, if they can't reach the martial god realm, the life span of the martial artist is not as good as that of the monks of the middle five realms, but since ancient times, who can enter the realm of the martial gods? What's more, it is said that the son has the qualifications of a sword immortal!

It's not that the concubine can't bear those few bamboo and water veins, the effect of these external objects is limited after all, in the end, the son still has to make a choice, and it will be more painful in the future, and even affect the Great Dao...... Why should Childe ......"

"I know ......"

Jiang Lin raised his head and looked at Mrs. Qingzhu with a smile, the sun shining on his face was even brighter.

"But, as I said, I would marry her."