In a large hall without a dome, a few bright red maple trees stood erect, adding a bit of color to the Dragon Lady Hall that was painted in a greenish-gray color.
Of course, no matter how beautiful the maple trees were, they couldn't compare to the female draconic masters who sat elegantly in the hall with their waists straight. They were dressed in bright clothes, and even though it was slightly cold, only some soft gauze covered their fair and round shoulders.
Zhu Minglang glanced at them and suddenly felt relieved. Beautiful things were always like this, making people forget their trivial troubles.
Yun Zhonghe's eyes widened, but he still pretended to be knowledgeable.
Wasn't it just twenty or so young draconic maidens sitting in a row? He hadn't seen such a scene in the Distant Mountain Sword Sect, mainly because the sect's disciples' attire was too plain.
Those who didn't know would think that they were Daoists who had seen through the mortal world!
"They are the outstanding female disciples of our Dragon Lady Hall who are about to get married this year. There are a few heirs and princes from other countries lining up in the waiting area. The other heroes and talents are outside the hall. There are at least a thousand of them. Seeing that you are honored guests from afar, I'll allow you to sit behind the princes," said Luo Miaoyu.
"Does that mean that I can choose any of the girls if I win?" asked Yun Zhonghe.
Yun Zhonghe really did take a fancy to one of them. She wore a light red robe with soft gauze sleeves. Her face was pure, but her eyes were as lively as a lake.
However, when he asked this question, even the draconic maidens sitting in a row laughed. They laughed like larks singing.
Luo Miaoyu also laughed. She shook her head and said, "Young Master Yun, you've probably stayed in a place where men are respected for too long. I don't mind saying something a little offensive. Every man who comes to our country is a showcase in the eyes of us sisters. On one hand, they show off their looks, and on the other hand, they show off their talents. Only then will we consider whether to bid for them. If Young Master Yun wins, it's not you who chooses them, it's them who chooses you."
"Sister Luo, which country are these heirs and princes from?" asked the pure-looking draconic maiden who caught Yun Zhonghe's eye.
Country.
This word was indeed a little heart-wrenching.
The Mist Kingdom. Strictly speaking, it really was a country in the countryside. This country was not particularly prosperous, and its reputation was not great. If it were not for the Distant Mountain Sword Sect supporting it, this country would basically be deserted.
"Little sister Song, these three are our esteemed guests. They are Hall Master Wu Feng from the Remote Mountain Sword Sect, Head Disciple Yun Zhonghe, and this young master is even more special. He is the only young master of the Zhu Clan of the Imperial Capital's Six Great Clans. Sisters, don't miss this opportunity," Luo Miaoyu said with a smile. She did not avoid the topic of fighting for a son-in-law.
When the young dragonesses heard that it was the Distant Mountain Sword Sect and Zhu Men, their eyes immediately lit up.
This status was not inferior to those so-called princes and heirs. Moreover, compared to countries, as members of the Azure Dragon Palace, they were naturally more inclined towards power.
"Since you are the chief disciple, you must be very strong. Why don't you perform some sword techniques for us sisters to see?" the dragon lady with the flower ornaments on her head said.
"Young master Zhu Men, how about you accompany me for a few nights? You are much prettier than those petty husbands of mine," said a sexy dragoness without a veil. Her clothes only covered a few key areas.
"Hall Master Wu, do you have a family?"
When Wu Feng heard this question, his face immediately turned red.
It turned out that a man in his thirties like him was also very popular here.
This was indeed a good place.
Unfortunately, he already had a family.
Moreover, they were very strict.
"Where did this country bumpkin come from? Just kick him out!" At this moment, a young man in luxurious clothes walked over from the waiting area. Beside him was a group of guards in blue brocade robes.
"Prince Liang, these are …" Luo Miaoyu was just about to introduce them again.
The prince waved his hand impatiently and said, "Sister Luo, you have your rules, and I have mine. This prince has never fought with others over anything since I was born. Some blind people have basically been chopped up and fed to the dogs by my subordinates. I'm already being merciful by kicking them out."
"How arrogant." Yun Zhonghe snorted coldly.
Prince Liang walked over arrogantly and glanced at Zhu Minglang. However, he pointed at Zhu Minglang and said, "Break this guy's legs and throw him out."
Zhu Minglang's eyes widened.
What are you doing?
Did I say anything?
I'm standing here perfectly fine. Why are you going to break my legs?
"Can I ask why?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"This prince has a cousin who grew up with me. He stole one of my beautiful maidservants and was captured by this prince. They drowned in the well together, but I still get angry every time I see that face. You're just like him. Both of you have faces that women like. I don't like looking at you!" Prince Liang said in a domineering manner.
After hearing the other party's reason, Zhu Minglang was momentarily put in a spot.
Zhu Minglang usually liked to teach these arrogant people a lesson. If it was during the Swordsman era, he would have taken out his sword without asking for a reason. Now that he was past that impulsive age, he had to ask for the reason first before chopping them up and feeding them to the dragons!
However, Zhu Minglang was also troubled.
There was nothing wrong with Prince Liang's eyesight. A face that women like … It was his first time hearing this description, but he liked it very much!
"Break all three of his legs?" the guard in blue asked.
"Nonsense!"
The blue-clothed guard walked over with a murderous aura. His body was extremely tall and sturdy, like a giant ape wearing human clothes. His hands and feet were thick and big, and it felt like he would directly grab some thin and weak people and twist them into fried dough twists.
"Is this a Strength Master?" Wu Feng immediately recognized the cultivation of the guard.
"It's a pity that my Black Treasure doesn't eat people. Otherwise, with so many death-seeking things in the world, we could save a lot of money on dragon food." Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand.
The pattern on Zhu Minglang's palm rippled like a lake, and a gate to the Realm of Spirits slowly opened.
Big Black Fang's body was even more imposing. When it stepped out with its claws, the entire Great Hall shook.
Rows of Mosasaurus's black predatory fangs, and its body was covered in thick dark purple scales. The Tyrannosaurus Thunder suddenly opened its mouth and roared at the guard!
The roar was accompanied by a mouth full of saliva. It was like a tidal wave had suddenly crashed into a shore, hitting the body of this Strength Master.
"You even called out a Dragon General to make a fool of yourself? Zhang Jiu, kill his dragon first. "Prince Liang's mouth twitched, and he said disdainfully.
"It's more than enough to deal with trash like you." Zhu Minglang said.
The guard called Zhang Jiu charged forward, and actually used his hands to meet the Tyrannosaurus Thunder's fangs!
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