Meng Bo stood at the railing on the second floor, looking at the crowd of young talents full of expectations, and was reluctant to strike the gong.
Some people started to make a fuss.
"The auspicious time has arrived, please invite Miss Three out!"
"Yes! We have been waiting for so long, it's time for the bride to come out!"
"What kind of bride is this? She's not even a bride!"
Meng Bo cleared his throat and said seriously, "Everyone, listen to me first. Before throwing the embroidered ball to find a husband, I want to confirm with you one last time. Are you all unmarried or do you have no wives or concubines at home? If so, then even if you grab the embroidered ball, it will not count."
"I know, I know!"
Some are urging, some are feeling guilty.
Lu Yuan glanced at Amu Shan.
Amu Shan snorted coldly, not taking this broken rule seriously at all.
He looked domineeringly at the screen on the second floor, and his naked eyes seemed to have claimed the person behind the screen as his own.
There was a murderous look in Lu Yuan's eyes.
The cloaked man didn't show it on his face, but just rubbed his gloves secretly.
"Are you ready to kill?"
A murmuring voice suddenly sounded above Meng Lang's head.
Meng Lang was startled and looked up to see a woman in green.
She was actually barefoot, with a red rope wrapped around her fair and delicate ankles, which made her skin look even more jade-like and shiny.
"Indecent."
Meng Lang no longer looked at her.
He didn't care at all about the strangers who broke into his house out of nowhere and rode on his head without his knowledge.
Lan Yeyue didn't care whether he cared or not.
Duan Wenliang was the last one to enter.
It is better to arrive early than to arrive late.
Meng Qianqian, dressed in red, walked out from behind the screen with the help of Banxia and Tan'er and came to the railing on the second floor.
The sun is shining brightly, and she is graceful and beautiful like a peach or plum.
The young talents all held their breath.
If the previous hurried side profile was a fleeting glimpse, then the gaze of her divine face at this moment was a glimpse that lasted for a thousand years.
Amu Shan said: "I want this Central Plains woman."
Duan Wenliang chuckled and said, "You are so arrogant, do you think you can get what you want?"
He stood next to Amushan.
Amu Shan cast a dangerous gaze on his handsome young face: "A Central Plains pretty boy like you can't survive even one move in my hands. I advise you not to seek death. Stay away from me!"
Duan Wenliang said calmly: "Fourth brother is right, there is indeed a place for me to use my skills, for example, to teach a few ignorant bastards a lesson."
Amu Shan said: "You Central Plains people love to brag, but in fact, none of you can fight."
Duan Wenliang: "Then you try it."
Meng Qianqian's gaze swept across everyone, and when her eyes met Lu Yuan's, she paused for a moment.
Next is Amushan.
This person looked familiar to her.
Amushan smiled provocatively at Meng Qianqian.
Meng Qianqian looked away coldly.
Amu Shan's face darkened: "Central Plains woman, you will be mine sooner or later!"
Meng Qianqian looked from east to west, and the last person she looked at was the man in the cloak.
She clenched her fingers.
It's him.
When she fell off the cliff in the royal enclosure, he grabbed her; when she was attacked, he shot an arrow for her; when she passed through the miasma forest of the Black Armor Army, he destroyed the second half of the mechanism and dealt with the Rat...
He actually knew the Meng family.
He didn't look at Meng Qianqian.
It's like he's deliberately avoiding something.
"Miss San, hydrangea."
Meng Bo walked up to Meng Qianqian carrying a tray with hydrangeas on it.
Meng Qianqian picked up the hydrangea.
She went east, and the crowd went east.
She went west, and the crowd went west.
Amu Shan shouted, "If you keep pushing me, I'll kill you all!"
The young talents have long been bewitched by the beautiful Third Miss, so who would care about his threats?
After Meng Qianqian stood still, she threw the hydrangea towards Lu Yuan without hesitation.
"My mine!"
"Don't grab it! It's mine!"
The young talents were like soldiers who had heard the charge, their blood boiling and they scrambled for the items.
However, they never had the chance to touch the hydrangea.
Lu Yuan, the cloaked man, and Amushan moved at almost the same time.
Amushan even whipped the hydrangea early on.
Duan Wenliang said: "Well, you cheated! I whipped you before I even threw the ball!"
Amu Shan said coldly: "You people in the Central Plains have a saying, all is fair in war!"
"We Central Plains people have a saying: A good dog doesn't block the road!"
After Duan Wenliang finished speaking, he jumped up, grabbed his whip, and mercilessly shook the hydrangea out.
Amu Shan's eyes were full of ferocity: "Little white face, you are looking for death!"
Duan Wenliang was not here to steal the hydrangea, and he didn't care who got it, except this foreigner.
The hydrangea was thrown high into the air.
There were many people who were both talented in literature and martial arts who came to participate in the marriage proposal. Immediately, a young talent displayed his lightness skills and jumped up from the crowd.
But how could they be as fast as Lu Yuan?
Everyone only felt a shadow passing before their eyes, and before they could react what happened, the hydrangea in front of them disappeared.
There was a cry of surprise from the pergola: "Someone has grabbed the hydrangea!"
It’s Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan's fingertips touched the hydrangea and he just gripped it tightly.
At this moment, a kick suddenly came and hit his wrist, removing his strength.
The hydrangea in her hand inevitably flew out.
The cloaked man took advantage of the situation and put a noose on Lu Yuan's arm. He threw Lu Yuan to the ground heavily, then used the force to leap into the air and picked the hydrangea with his bare hands.
Lu Yuan looked coldly at the evil guy, turned in the air and jumped up.
He used his own method to retaliate against the cloaked man, kicking away the hydrangea that was about to be in his hands.
At this point, something unexpected happened.
Amushan and Duan Wenliang had just fought a few rounds when the hydrangea happened to fall above Amushan's head.
Amushan caught the hydrangea that flashed by without any effort.
He laughed three times: "Haha! I got it!"
Yan's face changed: "Oh, why is it this barbarian?"
It was no wonder that she called Magistrate Cao's nephew that way. This man had been rude and domineering since he appeared, which was really unpleasant.
Ji's expression was solemn.
"You think beautiful!"
Duan Wenliang punched Amushan hard.
"Little white face, just you?"
Amushan exchanged punches with Duan Wenliang without fear.
The fist is as hard as iron.
Duan Wenliang's entire fist was numb.
And Amushan didn't feel much better.
He never expected that a pretty boy from the Central Plains would not be crippled on the spot after being hit by his iron fist.
At the same time, extremely terrifying murderous auras were approaching from both sides.
He couldn't take care of Duan Wenliang, but being attacked from both sides was too much for him to keep up.
"You attack the lower body, and I'll attack the face!"
Lu Yuan said.
The cloaked man said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."
Hearing his ruined voice, Lu Yuan was slightly startled and couldn't help but glance at him.
"concentrate."
Said the cloaked man.
The two of them took action simultaneously.
Surprisingly, Lu Yuan did not attack the face, and the cloaked man did not attack the lower body.
The two men each had their own ulterior motives and wanted to kill the other, but at the same time they could see through each other's "evil plots".
Amushan was in trouble.
No matter which part the two men attacked, they were ultimately targeting him.
Hydrangea was blown high into the sky by the internal force.
Lu Yuan and the cloaked man flew into the air.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You Central Plains people have pissed me off!"
He grabbed Lu Yuan and the cloaked man's legs and pulled them down hard!