Spicy Wife’s Reborn World - Chapter 1188

Xia Lanying quietly gave a color to the servant girl who ate next to her and nodded gently. He grasped his meaning in an instant.

At this time, there have been several rounds of competition on the stage of martial arts recruitment. Finally, he is also a long lost noble childe. After winning several rounds in succession and defeating everyone else, he still stood on the stage and asked loudly, “who else wants to compete on the stage?”

The young man is also a cultivator, and has reached the cultivation of martial artist Sanxing. Although his family is down, his cultivation is also the only one among the younger generation. When people under the stage see the falling flowers and flowing water of his family, they also know that they have a competition. However, no one dares to go on stage again.

Seeing that no one dared to take the stage to fight again, the childe was proud of his figure and raised his head. “Since no one dared to take the stage to challenge me again, my son-in-law is not talented. I’ll see my father-in-law…”

“Wait, my father-in-law can’t call it out at will, and I want to challenge you!”

Before his father-in-law could speak, a hoarse but powerful voice broke in from the crowd.

The childe followed the sound and saw a dark figure running onto the stage. Standing on the stage, he looked at him and laughed provocatively. After laughing, he spit on the ground and said disdainfully, “don’t worry too much, childe. Win me first.”

There was a dead silence under the stage. I thought I had decided on the candidate for the son-in-law of the prime minister’s house, but I saw the person who suddenly appeared on the stage, which immediately caused a uproar under the stage.

“Well, isn’t this man a beggar? Can he come to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives?”

“That’s right! The prime minister’s residence should have requirements for recruiting a son-in-law. No matter what, it also needs nobility! The despondent nobility used to be nobility. Can this beggar be compared?”

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the people on the stage. The people challenging on the stage were wearing a coarse cloth clothes with patches everywhere. They were dirty all over, covered with mud and dust, and even the exposed skin was dirty. The man looked as if he hadn’t taken a bath for many years, and his body smelled. The people watching the excitement under the stage smelled the smell of his body.

Not only that, his face is also ugly that people can’t bear to look at directly. He has a brain gate, cockfighting eyes, a collapsed nose, and many spots on his face. His mouth is a mess of yellow teeth, and his nose and saliva flow wantonly on his face.

There were also many noblemen and ladies under the surrounding stands. They had never seen such disgusting and disgusting people in their lives. They covered their mouths and retched. Then the people in the nearby city recognized the beggar and began to discuss his identity.

“I recognize it. This is the beggar who sits under the bridge all day.”

“Ah? Is that the madman who lies under the bridge every day? It’s said that his cultivation is still very strong. Those local ruffians who want to bully him haven’t beaten him.”

“Yes, it’s him. How could he come to the martial arts competition to recruit relatives? God, if he wins, how can it be good? The second young lady’s happiness will be ruined in her life.”

In the voices of the people under the stage, the frustrated childe who had won several games in a row also slowly responded.

He covered his mouth and nose and stepped back a few steps. He was so disgusted that he asked angrily, “do you know what this is? This is a martial arts competition in the prime minister’s office. Do you think you are qualified to participate? Your identity is doomed to begging all your life. Get out of here.”

“There’s no rule that I can’t come!” Beggar Zhang showed a kind of yellow teeth, and his saliva continued to flow down. “Didn’t you say that you can marry the second young lady as long as you win? I used to play with the female beggars on the side of the road. I don’t know what the young lady of the prime minister’s house tastes like. It must be better than the female beggars.”

“You…” the despicable childe didn’t expect that the beggar could say such shameless words in broad daylight. For a moment, he didn’t know how to answer him, but the beggar stretched out his hand impatiently and posed for the battle, “stop talking nonsense and start!”

Aunt Luo’s head beat directly with the wind. The people around him couldn’t see how it moved. In a flash, he had reached the fallen childe in two steps. The childe first gathered spiritual power and wanted to resist, but he was completely defeated by the beggar’s cultivation. When he was born, he was entangled in his hands by the cane that suddenly appeared next to him.

“Ah!” He couldn’t bear to make a violent scream. In an instant, the competition platform of snowflake event was full of blood.

The audience was still in high spirits. At this time, they all took out the air conditioner. Although it was a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, everyone knew that they just had a competition and didn’t hurt people’s lives.

“What’s the matter with this beggar? It’s enough to win others. Why harm others?”

“That’s right. No one can beat him like this. Poor two ladies are going to marry such a disgusting man.”

“What a pity. Didn’t she still want to marry the sixth Lord before? I think this is the retribution given to her by God. Let her know that some people she can’t afford to climb up, and it’s better to be with this beggar.”

“Yes, yes, sixth Lord, what can a person like her think?”

The admirers of the sixth Lord saw that this scene was full of vicious curses. These voices reached Xia Lanying and Su Yaoer’s ears behind the curtain, and the proud faces on their faces could not be hidden.

Of course, it was no accident that this beggar Zhang appeared here. It was not that he heard the name of the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, but the arrangement of their mother and daughter’s faces.

Xialan yingben was angry about Su xiner insulting her daughter at the ability test conference that day. How could she be kind enough to help her find a husband? Her real purpose was to humiliate Su xiner and make her lose face by marrying a beggar.

This woman married from her father at home. If she can’t marry a man, she can’t lift her head all her life. Even if she is the ultimate ability, it’s not a shame.

Xia Lanying was particularly happy when she thought about it. The unhappiness caused by Su xiner’s sudden change into a cultivator two days ago was immediately swept away. She looked proudly at the stage and wanted to see how Su xiner would react when she knew that her future husband was him?

She thought that Su xiner would be flustered when she saw a beggar win, and even begged Su Changqing not to agree to the marriage, but she looked to the other side and saw Su xiner sitting on the stool with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Her proud look stiffened on her face. Is Su xiner heartless? Can you sleep in this case? It’s heartless.