"Wow, a martial arts competition to win a bride? I've only heard of it in storybooks. Let's stay and watch."
Before Feng Heng could say anything, Feng Xiyun, who had just returned from changing clothes, heard the first person to vote in favor.
"Yes, this is the first time I've heard of the most beautiful woman in such and such a place. This princess wants to see how beautiful she is."
This is Feng Yuyun. No matter whether it is version 1.0 or version 2.0, Feng Yuyun is always proud of her beauty. She only admits that Feng Ming is the only one who is more beautiful than her. How dare someone from such a small place claim to be the most beautiful woman? She must see it.
"The most beautiful woman? Shi Qing, Wan'er wants to see her too."
Fengming didn't expect that the third person to vote in favor would be the mentally ill Wu Wan. Although she was looking at Tunan when she called Shi Qing, let's forgive her this time.
Since Wu Wan said she wanted to see it, Zhu Shiqing naturally agreed. After all, he was not in such a hurry to go to Qingzhou. What Wu Wan was interested in was the most important thing.
"Brother, why don't you stay with us? It's been the hottest these days. Rest for a couple of days until it's a little cooler. That way, we can travel faster."
Feng Heng is actually really attracted to the most beautiful woman. Now that everyone else is trying to dissuade him... he casts a questioning look at Yunniang.
Yunniang was secretly angry, thinking that this man really couldn't stand beautiful women.
"Oh, Miss Song, why did you come here in person on such a hot day? If you have anything to say, just give me a message and I'll have it delivered to your house."
Just at this moment, a surprised greeting came from the waiter outside the house - Miss Song actually showed up herself.
Suddenly everyone's eyes looked over there.
She is indeed a beautiful woman, like the moon covered by light clouds, and snowflakes floating in the wind. She is exactly like the Goddess of Luo River!
A woman like this is competing in a martial arts competition to find a husband?
This thought flashed through everyone's mind.
Fengming originally thought that the woman who would participate in the martial arts competition would have to be a chivalrous woman with Lin Qing's temperament, capable, heroic, and full of spirit.
But this woman's whole demeanor is ethereal and delicate, like that of a fairy. If any man dared to challenge her to a duel, he would probably be reluctant to fight, for fear of hurting her with just a finger.
"I happened to be free today, so I came here by myself. It must be tiring for my brother to make the trip."
The woman smiled and spoke in a very gentle tone, like a breeze in summer or a clear spring in the desert, making people feel comfortable from the inside out.
"I'm convinced. She is indeed the most beautiful woman!"
Feng Yuyun was also stunned and sighed in a daze.
"Master... there's something you'd like to know?"
0137 suddenly appeared.
"Speak, if you have something to say, just say it directly."
"Well...you asked me to say it, but you can't lock me up in the dark room after I finish speaking."
0137 and Fengming reached an agreement that they would not lock it up in the small dark room, so that it could see the world through Fengming's eyes, but it could not spy on Fengming's thoughts at will.
"None of your business!"
0137 Seeing that Fengming had indeed not lied to it, it took a deep breath in a humane way.
"This woman is Tunan's former first wife!"
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Tuanan was originally observing Miss Song. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and thought that Miss Song's image was very suitable for the heroine of his new book. He planned to take a closer look at her as material, but he saw Fengming suddenly looking at him with question marks in his eyes.
"What's wrong, Ming'er? I'm just looking around and collecting writing materials."
Fengming sighed and thought, forget it, this idiot was not the original stud. Looking at his calm eyes, she really couldn't blame him.
"It's okay. But you're not allowed to keep looking at her. Write about a different heroine and eat!"
Pulling Tunan's attention back, not blaming him doesn't mean allowing him to keep looking at the woman who was supposed to be his first wife.
Tunan said "oh" and sat down obediently. He served Fengming a spoonful of pine nut corn. The two of them were the only ones eating intimately at the table.
"Thank you, boss~"
"Oh, you're welcome, Miss Song, if you have any requests, please come back anytime~"
Miss Song came to buy the restaurant's specialty snacks and left soon.
Everyone in the lobby, except Fengming Tunan, felt a sense of loss.
"Oh my god, I have to see who will win the beauty after the two of them!"
Feng Xiyun sat down, slammed the table, and made his final statement. No one, including Feng Heng Yunniang, objected!
Procrastination plan, success!
"Who do you think will win today?"
"I don't know. I heard that many young warriors from various martial arts sects have come here."
"Oh, if I had known earlier, I should have learned martial arts. Maybe I would have won the beauty today."
"Tsk, why don't you go to Songxi and look at yourself." You look so good that you're not even fit to carry Miss Song's shoes.
"Hey, how are you talking..."
"Look, Miss Song is coming out!"
Fengming and his group squeezed in the crowd and listened to the gossip of the people. They had a deeper understanding of Miss Song's beauty.
In the past two days in Songxi, they felt the charm of Miss Song. Fortunately, they made a prompt decision to book accommodation at that restaurant that day. People who kept coming after them couldn't even find a place to stay. In the end, many ordinary people temporarily opened family hotels to prevent those people from becoming homeless.
They left home a little late this morning, and when they came out again they could no longer squeeze into the front row.
Everyone is discussing who will become the beauty of today.
As Miss Song appeared and took her seat, a lean man who looked energetic and about forty years old walked to the front of the stage.
He clasped his fists to those around him and said, "Thank you all, elders and fellow villagers, young talents and heroes, for your kindness. Today, my daughter is holding a martial arts competition to find a husband. There are no rules, no age limit, no consideration of wealth, and no matter the appearance, whoever can beat me will be my daughter's husband."
After Master Song said this, the scene was quiet for a moment, but then a huge backlash broke out.
Regardless of age, wealth, or appearance, what if someone older and uglier wins in the end?
"Master Song, can I join in?"
Everyone looked at the person who spoke, a big man with pockmarks all over his face who looked about the same age as Master Song.
Master Song didn't say anything, but the onlookers were already dissatisfied.
"Don't you look at your own appearance? Do you have the nerve to do that?"
"How come you don't have any self-awareness? Ugly people are more likely to do bad things."
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"It was Master Song who said that there's no age limit or appearance limit. No one has rejected me. What are you guys talking about here? Master Song, tell me, can I or can't I?"
Everyone's eyes immediately shifted to Master Song again, as if they had rehearsed it.
Mr. Song seemed not to notice that the man was old and ugly, and nodded with a smile, "Okay."
The man looked at everyone, smiled contemptuously, and rushed onto the stage in one step.
"Ms. Song, please~"
"Please~"
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