Douluo Dalu: Invincible Since Being Forced To Marry By a Goddess

But this time, the audience was silent.

This suffocating tranquility is the greatest recognition of the beauty of Subei.

Too beautiful.

Is he a prince? He is a child prodigy? Is he illusory? Shouldn't he exist in this world?

As Bibi Dong described it, this face ruthlessly broke the ceiling of human appearance, and it was a limit breakthrough.

If before the birth of Subei, the highest human appearance score was 100, then after his appearance, the human appearance score was pulled to an indescribable situation.

That is, the limit criterion: ∞.

At this moment, no one spoke, no one screamed, not because they were not surprised, but because their throats seemed to be stuck in their throats, as if they were dumb.

They clearly yelled in their hearts and lost their senses, but their vocal cords were tightened and closed because of their tension, and they couldn't make a single sound.

They could only watch the young man quietly on the high platform, gently uncovering the red cloth covering the stone plaque, and then revealed the gorgeous five-color lines underneath.

This is made of top gems-colorful stones. It is rumored that this is the most precious stone in the world. Even the imperial family of the two empires are only willing to use a precious item like the imperial seal.

The plaque in front of Subei is three meters long and one meter wide, with three large characters carved on it with gilt black iron essence:

"Shen Yan Temple."

Subei muttered, then glanced at the audience.

This glance broke the balance.

"He is looking at me!"

"Nonsense, he is obviously looking at me!"

呲呲呲~

A young girl was too nervous and excited, and her body had an inexplicable and indescribable reaction...

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Chapter 98 [Feeling of Belonging in Subei, Melancholy of Xiao Wu] (4 thousand words chapter for subscription)

Boom~

With this stunning look of Subei.

The young women became restless.

There are even a lot of excited and lustful people with blushing cheeks and trembling all over.

"To settle, you must settle around here!"

The blonde lady immediately shoots the case:

"This child greatly aroused my mother's love, and immediately bought me land to build a house around this palace, or directly rented a house in Shenyan Palace!"

"I can't see you for a moment, I can't sleep all night!"

"Roar~ This one hundred thousand gold soul coin check is for my sponsorship of Shenyan Palace, can you let this lady hug Your Highness!"

Someone found the maid in charge of the palace and tried to use money to buy internal channels to get close to northern Jiangsu.

But he was ruthlessly rejected by Gong N: "I'm sorry, Madam, the lord is not something you can see if you want to see, or you can hold if you want to hug it. You must pass the Shenyan Palace’s exclusive Yan Yan appraisal staff to identify the value of the face, and those who meet the standards can get it. Opportunity to meet the Lord of the Palace."

"As for your one-hundred-thousand-year gold soul coin funding, Shenyan Palace would like to thank you for your gift, and wish you prosperity and auspicious life."

As the character of Gongzihao, of course, he must have a vested interest and no loss.

"Identify the value of the face?"

Following the appearance of Subei, he said a few short words to show his identity. He will be the master of Shenyan Palace in the future, and then Gong Yi will preside over again.

The women moved when they heard the wind and heard that they had the opportunity to meet Subei, so they rushed over to ask related matters.

"I'm pretty good, I should be able to pass it?"

"Cut, your eyelids have been slashed, ugly, ugly, only my original beauty can pass the high-standard appraisal of Shenyan Palace."

"You are dark in the middle of winter, how can I have my natural beauty? Step aside and don't hinder me from getting the opportunity to meet the little treasure of the palace lord!"

Suddenly, dozens of hundreds of women began to pinch each other because of a small opportunity to meet each other.

If it's a spiritual master, it's okay, if it's an ordinary woman, the means of fighting are nothing more than tearing, picking, pulling, scratching, buckling, etc.

"Someone is fighting?"

"Or a woman?"

He went to North Jiangsu and returned. He is a bit lazy and doesn't like to deal with trivial matters. This is also one of the meanings of the existence of three thousand waitresses.

But there was a noisy voice from the audience, and Subei couldn't help turning his head. Looking through the gap between the pillars, the group of women was in chaos.

Some people tore the other party's clothes and slapped it directly, revealing the little white bunny; some people grabbed the woman's hair and caused her to scream pain; there was also a Kung Fu woman who kicked her, and several women fell to the ground in response.

Not only did Subei look at his eyes straight.

The men who came in, the men who came in admiringly... are all dumbfounded, picking up food that looks like popcorn:

"Women fighting, or women fighting with hundreds of people, it looks so beautiful, it's so beautiful, it's so worth it this time!"

"Not only did I see the highest beauty in history, but also the biggest girl in my life. Even if I spend all my net worth on buying tickets, I think I make a profit!"

As long as the painters have no distractions, concentrate on, and turn a blind eye to the tears of the girls, they will squint and enjoy, and they will continue to reminisce about the immortal figure in their minds.

Especially the scene where the colorful stone plaques of the Shenyan Temple were unveiled. They were obsessed with this scene, and even obsessed with it.

That reveal revealed the chic and nobleness of Northern Jiangsu, which is unforgettable, but the handsome face of Northern Jiangsu...the beauty of the five senses beyond the golden ratio cannot be remembered by their nerves.

Therefore, painters need to wholeheartedly recollect and seize the inspiration at that moment.

Such a struggle with their minds, as if they were experiencing a huge bottleneck, it was like absorbing a spirit ring beyond the limit.

This is a kind of suffering, at the same time, it is also a kind of enjoyment, a kind of pursuit, a kind of dream, a kind of glory...

They have become strange flowers among men.

But out of this state of mind, they also lsp.