Chapter 112: He is not

He is handsome and extraordinary, and there is a hint of majesty between his brows, not angry but majestic.
He is dressed in light blue, embroidered with clouds, and the cloak of the fairy beast, making him extraordinary and escape from the world.
The hair bun with the glazed hairpin, draped with three thousand green silks, is so graceful and elegant, and it has a fairy air.
"worship!"
With a low drink, everyone knelt down and paid the highest respect to this light sculpture of the Supreme Immortal Venerable.
However, among the crowd, there was only a petite figure, and a rebellious figure, always upright, never bowed down.
On the viewing platform, Ji Wuya frowned and glanced at Luo Xiaoman and Mo Yuan, little ancestor, what are you doing? This is the Supreme Immortal Venerable, you must not offend.
Luo Qingyi also noticed Luo Xiaoman's situation and couldn't help but whispered: "Xiaoman, although this is your future marriage, it is now a ceremony. You have to..."
"He's not." Luo Xiaoman squinted his eyes, staring at the Supreme Immortal Venerable Light Sculpture in front of him, his eyes flashing with doubts.
Her husband does not look like this.
Everyone was at a loss.
This little ancestor actually said that this is not the Supreme Immortal?
How can this be?
You know, the portraits of the Supreme Immortal, as well as the statues, have always been passed down from the firmament and recognized by the firmament. How could they not?
It's just that Luo Xiaoman is the only one who has been blessed by the Supreme Immortal Venerable. For a while, everyone didn't know how to respond?
Although Luo Xiaoman was born and the Supreme Immortal gave blessings to everyone, everyone could not see clearly, Luo Xiaoman could see it clearly.
At that time, the Supreme Immortal Venerable was much more handsome than this, and the expression between his brows was not majesty, but gentleness, like...
She glanced at Mo Yuan next to her, and the corners of her lips raised slightly, like Yuan, cold and gentle.
Mo Yuan felt Luo Xiaoman's gaze and couldn't help but look over, and said lightly: "Well, he is not."
Puff!
Luo Xiaoman smiled and said, "Yuan, you haven't seen the Supreme Immortal Venerable again. How can you say so sure?"
"Because the master said no, it's not." Mo Yuan frowned and said seriously.
In fact, when he saw this Supreme Immortal Venerable, there was a touch of disgust in his heart, and even wanted to smash this light sculpture.
Because, the master said, the Supreme Immortal Venerable is her husband...
"Ahem!" At this time, Ji Wuya quickly changed the subject, "After the ceremony, the admission ceremony begins now."
He couldn't give Beiming and Xiulin the opportunity to use the topic to show their disrespect to the Supreme Immortal Venerable. It can be big or small, and it will be very troublesome if these two guys can't let go.
"Xiaoman, you are scared to death." Luo Qingyi saw that Ji Wuya had not pursued it, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "How can you question the light sculpture of the Supreme Immortal. This is the image of the Immortal Venerable recognized by the sky, anyone No profanity."
"Isn't it?" Luo Xiaoman pursed his lips and said depressedly: "People's husband is much more beautiful than him."
"Cough cough, okay, don't talk about this." Luo Qingyi sighed, Quandang her childish words, and then swept the Luo family's camp ahead, "Hey, it's strange, why didn't you see Dad? "
Luo Xiaoman also noticed that in their Luo family's camp, they did not see Mount Luo Mu.
"Xiaoman, Tsing Yi, here." At this time, Xian'er walked out and beckoned to them, "Your father, went to the new crystal vein mine."