Psychic Evolution Quotient

Chapter 835

While speaking, Wang Fuxiang swept his gaze to the people around him, and then he spoke again after watching for a while.

“The rule of the Yeyang Palace at this time is that no one’s clothes and accessories should have snake-like or snake-like patterns.”

“This is a peculiar rule for the night club, and everyone who comes to it must abide by it.”

“However, apart from the rules specific to the night party, have you forgotten the rules that must be followed by other events?”

Hearing that Miao Qi’s face suddenly changed.

At this time, an elegant middle-aged man took a deep breath and walked over the crowd to Wang Fuxiang and bowed and said something.

“Hello, mother.”

After Xia Chen saw Wang Fuxiang, he didn’t plan to come forward to say hello.

Master Zhu Jun has been pursuing Wang Fuxiang, and Xia Chen, as Zhu Jun’s major disciple, naturally knew.

But as a disciple of Jun Zhu, Jun Zhu was suffering from bad luck because of Wang Fuxiang’s body, and Xia Chen, who had the same father and son with Jun Jun, naturally did not like Wang Fuxiang.

Moreover, Wang Fuxiang has been rejecting his master Zhujun, and has never agreed to his master Zhujun’s pursuit.

Therefore, if Xia Chen came forward to call Wang Fuxiang for his mother, Wang Fuxiang denied it was not only his own face.

At the same time, master own was put to shame.

However, the situation in front of him made Xia Chen, who knew his master’s intentions, to stand in line anyway.

It can be regarded as fulfilling the duty of being a disciple.

Xia Chen’s teacher made the scene in an uproar, and even the faces of Long Tu and Li Zhen showed shocked expressions.

Xia Chen, as a major disciple of Lord Zhu, has always been calm, helping Lord Zhu manage the affairs of the Zizhu Forest.

At this time, Xia Chen’s words were tantamount to stamping Wang Fuxiang.

The sentence of Master’s goodness is undoubtedly declaring Wang Fuxiang’s identity as the mistress of Zizhu Forest.

Xia Chen’s appearance made Miao Qi’s complexion pale immediately.

Xia Chen did not wait for Wang Fuxiang’s response after saying hello to his mother.

Instead, he spoke directly and continued Wang Fuxiang’s original words.

“The Huiyao Federation has only 18 sets of diadem clothing, 13 of which are owned by the thirteen men who sit on the seat of the royal court, and the remaining five sets belong to the five contemporary ambassadors.”

“Each mian gown has a special diadem pattern that represents the mian gown, and the diadem pattern represents the identity and authority under the diadem.”

“Like Master Ye Si’s Ye Che’s diadem dress, depicts the Ye Che’s diadem pattern that represents the eternal silence of the night. I believe that no one here is unaware of this.”

“Therefore, as long as it is a grand event similar to the night club, no one’s Spiritual Qi clothing will have a pattern similar to that of Ye Che’s crown.”

“At the same time, in order to show respect to Lord Ye Si, no one dares to imitate the night mist and beasts on Ye Che’s crown, and they will all be able to avoid it.”

Every time Xia Chen said something, Miao Qi’s expression turned white.

The heads of the top and established forces on the scene all showed horror on their faces.

Everyone knew what Xia Chen meant when he mentioned these. At first everyone thought that Xia Chen came out to stamp Wang Fuxiang’s identity.

However, he did not expect that after Xia Chen helped Wang Fuxiang cover Miao Qi as the mistress of the Zizhu Forest, he helped Wang Fuxiang backhandedly suppress Miao Qi.

This level of suppression directly accuses Miao Qi of disrespect for the crown pattern.

After Xia Chen said this, he secretly glanced at Wang Fuxiang’s face, and when he saw his own “mother” Wang Fuxiang didn’t dare to resist, he let go and continued.

“Master Zhu Jun’s mian gown is Zhuqi Mianfu, and the diadem pattern is the purple bamboo diadem pattern.”

“Miao Qi, your purple Spiritual Qi costume is embroidered behind the two wolfberry trees, but the shadow of the purple bamboo?”

Speaking of this, Xia Chen felt that he had helped Wang Fuxiang pave the way, so he stepped back and stood behind Wang Fuxiang.

In the eyes of everyone, Xia Chen’s attitude completely regarded Wang Fuxiang as his own elder.

Otherwise, Xia Chen, as the chief manager of Zizhuyuan, Zhujun’s apprentice, wouldn’t have to pose such a submissive posture in front of Wang Fuxiang.

Wang Fuxiang’s scalp was numb when Xia Chen said “Good mother,” but Xia Chen’s actions undoubtedly made Wang Fuxiang very comfortable.

When Wang Fuxiang decided to attend the night meeting, he had already thought about the relationship between himself and Jun Zhu.

This time, Wang Fuxiang was prepared to face up to the feelings between himself and Zhu Jun.

She is already a seven-year-old and eighty-year-old, and is no longer a young girl in the cardamom years.

It is really rare to have a relationship.

Jun Zhu also said that he would try his best to get rid of his own bad luck, presumably the old man Zhu Jun at this night meeting had already raised this problem with other people and sought a solution.

Wang Fuxiang already understands what he is thinking. If there is no way to get rid of his bad luck, he will live a good life with Jun Zhu for a few days.

Then he wore his favorite jewellery and died in the arms of the old man Zhu Jun.

He died for Mr. Zhu, and Mr. Zhu must remember himself for a lifetime.

Wang Fuxiang, who opened his heart and thought, had already accepted the title of Master Xia Chen in just a few moments.

Seeing the pale face of Miao Qi and Wang Fuxiang smiled beautifully, it formed a sharp contrast with Miao Qi’s embarrassed face.

“The dress of the concubine body was personally sent by Fu Wenzhu. The large purple bamboo embroidery under the Yaohuang peony pattern is all embroidered with golden silk drawn from the branches of the golden silk emperor bamboo.”

“The material used for the purple bamboo tattoo on the bamboo robe suit of Fu Wenzhu comes from the same golden silk emperor bamboo.”

“Miao Qi, the faintly embroidered bamboo shadow behind the wolfberry tree with the two red apricots coming out of the wall on your clothes is really kind, and the gold thread used is actually the golden thread drawn from the bamboo.”

“You spend a lot of money to make this dress! You can actually find the mythological species of golden silk and emperor bamboo to take silk from the bamboo branches of golden silk and emperor bamboo.”

“The purple bamboo tattoo made of golden silk and emperor bamboo and the purple bamboo crown pattern is so similar to that of purple bamboo crown.”

“I just don’t know if Fu Wenzhu allowed you to imitate the crown pattern of purple bamboo with the golden thread of the golden silk and imperial bamboo? Or your Miao Qi can stab the imitated crown pattern on the Spiritual Qi costume at will to participate in the event.”

Miao Qi lowered his head and said nothing for a while.

Miao Qi at this time can be said to be ashamed and thrown to grandma’s house.

As a four-star creator, Miao Qi was born in the top force Dijuyuan, even among the top forces, he is also a respected existence.

Even the contemporary patriarchs of the established forces need to look up to themselves.

But now he has become a joke in everyone’s eyes.

Miao Qi didn’t expect that Wang Fuxiang would attend the night meeting.

It can be said that it is the secret of the Miao family that the Miao Qihui represented the Miao family to attend the Siyah meeting. It was also the Miao family’s decision to find out that Wang Fuxiang had refused the invitation of the Siyah meeting.

Miao Qi knew that without Wang Fuxiang, Xia Chen was destined not to care about him.