high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 150 A Real Man Should...

The dignified and beautiful woman has gentle eyes. She and Bai Shu smiled, with a gentle expression, like a lotus flower with its branches and leaves slightly stretched in the waves of water.

"That trail." Bai Shu slapped his head: "It's just a little presumptuous."

On the Hanyu Square, the conversation between the Dragon Girl and the Taoist attracted most people's attention.

Many people looked sideways, with different expressions.

"Who is that?"

The black-faced man Maro frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

He turned his head and couldn't help asking around.

"Ghost knows."

Someone in the crowd said.

"Then the devil really knows."

Marlowe shrugged.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a rainbow light appeared from Bai Shu's feet, supporting him to a high place.

In the void, the tall stone tablet wrapped with the rune god chain is shining with a heavy and castless black luster.

On the other side of the stele is a bright list.

Hundreds of names and surnames are quietly floating on it.

Bai Shu glanced briefly, but there were few people he was familiar with.

At the top of the big list, a name is as bright as a sundial, pressing everyone under him, making all those behind him dim for a while.

"Mei Zhi asked."

Bai Shu read the name softly.

In the noisy crowd, the air seemed to be silent for a moment, and the moment he spoke, a gaze was directed at him.

Bai Shu followed the light in his eyes and looked back, under the starry sky of a group of people, in the middle, a handsome young man in yellow clothes nodded and smiled at him.

Seeing that face that was more delicate and flawless than a woman's, Bai Shu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Hiss~ This kid's appearance is only three points inferior to mine, it's really terrifying.

He withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand and made a move, and the divine light of the big peacock radiated from his palm and fingers, condensing into a magic sword intertwined with five colors.

Bai Shu flicked his sleeve casually, and the five-color magic sword slammed towards the stone tablet with a gesture of a comet chasing the moon.

Suddenly, there was a short and piercing sharp sound in the air, like the sound of two sharp knives rapidly rubbing against each other.

Bai Shu turned around, didn't look at the results on the big list, and flew down Shi Shiran.

"what the hell……"

Seeing that there was no change on the list, the black-faced man named Maro stared at him for a long time, and couldn't help but say in disappointment:

"Mother is right. As expected, none of the white-looking men can be beaten."

"Na Lingtang really sees everything."

Beside him, a fair-skinned young man with a blue shirt and a sword spoke lightly.

"That's not!"

Marlowe didn't hear the sarcasm in the young man's words, and said happily:

"I, I~"

Just as he was about to speak proudly, he happened to catch a glimpse of the scene in the sky, and his expression changed immediately.

Marlowe's voice was abruptly drawn out by him, the tail trembled, and his tone sounded weird and awkward.

One thousand and twenty-four, 24 two, 960 four... three hundred and one...

A new name, jumping up and down the list at a jaw-dropping speed.

One name after another was suppressed, and amidst the exclamation from the side, Marlow quickly widened his eyes.

Those who can confidently participate in the selection of son-in-law, even the lowest ones, are monks who have refined their skills.

Between the lights and shadows, the data changed suddenly. Although this scene was fast, it couldn't escape the eyes of everyone present.

270 five, 190 seven, one hundred and three... 75, 64...

Under Maro's shocked and speechless eyes, 41, 39, 21...

Finally, amidst the silence, the name 'Shen Mo' finally hovered over the seat of twelve, and did not move any more.

"Who is this person?"

Marlow turned his head, and opened his mouth in doubt again.

There was only silence in response to him.

Many people took out their letter-passing jade kui and asked their acquaintances about the origin of Taoist Lotus Crown.

In the vast Hanyu Square, there are so many people, there are more than [-] people.

It is not uncommon to refine orifices, and even the Yang Talisman of the Three Realms is not uncommon.

Among the thousands of people, only a few steps away, they can be ranked in the top ten seats.

This young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown is enough to attract their attention.

But after learning that he was invincible with Xu Yong, the eyes of everyone present became more and more surprised.

"Aren't you hiding your clumsiness?"

Xu Yong took a step forward and spoke to the young Taoist who flew down.

Bai Shu smiled lightly, noncommittal.

"Brother Shen—"

Xu Yong looked around, and the jade knuckles in the hands of countless people were shining brightly. Every moment, the image of the young Taoist in front of him was spread all over Luzhou through these jade kui.

"Finally, it's time to start becoming famous."

"It's just a false name."

Bai Shu said something lightly, and he couldn't help smiling when he realized it.

He said goodbye to the sixth princess of Qingli Palace first, and greeted the old-fashioned and awkward girls one by one.

He greeted Cui Yuanzhou and Huiyuan again, and followed the Shui girl who led the way to the residence.

"You know him?"

After Bai Shu and others left, Xu Yong chatted with the old Taoist Han Xu about some stories, etc., when he was about to say goodbye and leave.

Suddenly, a voice came suddenly.

A young man in yellow clothes with outstanding appearance came, and when he walked by, the densely packed crowd unconsciously parted, opening a way for him.

The boy in yellow first bowed to the old Taoist Hanxu, then smiled and asked Xu Yong.

"Forget it, he likes women."

Double pupil is expressionless:

"Even if you are strong, you may not be able to beat him."

"Oh."

The boy in yellow replied thoughtfully, then turned back.

Finally, he stopped meaningfully, turned his head and looked up and down the expressionless Xu Yong carefully several times.

"Brother Xu."

The boy in yellow tutted in admiration:

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but I seem to be a little more heroic. This masculinity is really heartbreaking."

"You may not be able to beat me."

Xu Yong's face suddenly burst into anger, he took a few deep breaths, slowly closed his eyes, and the veins on his forehead twitched wildly.

"Mei Zhi asked, do you want to die?"

"Care between friends."

The boy in yellow spread his hands with an innocent face:

"If you want to be angry, then I won't say anything."

Before leaving, the boy in yellow turned his head again and smiled charmingly at Xu Yong.

If it wasn't for the old Taoist Hanxu rushing to hold him back, Xu Yong would almost explode on the spot.

"Hey, does he like men?"

Bai Xi, who was belatedly aware of it, only reacted at this time.

She squinted her eyes, and the girl's face showed obvious dislike:

"Sure enough, as Nanhua Palace said, a real man should..."

Before she finished speaking, the old Taoist Han Xu covered her face with another slap.

After a cry of pain, the girl squatted on the ground again, holding her little head in aggrieved manner.

……

……

……

"Thank you."

But at this time, Bai Shu and others who were led to the residence by the girl of the Shui tribe looked at the Bei Que Pearl Palace in front of them, and they were extremely satisfied.

Cui Yuanzhou thanked the Shui girl with a happy smile, and walked in first.

"Too much work."

Bai Shu nodded slightly, and when he was about to enter the shell palace, he was suddenly called by the Shui tribe girl who was leading the way.

"Daozhang, wait a minute."

The girl with a clear face and a few colorful scales around her eyes giggled, then handed Bai Shu a letter.

"This is?"

With the letter in hand, Bai Shu asked in doubt.

"The sixth princess wants to meet with the Taoist priest alone."

The aquarium girl smiled brightly:

"After a while, I will take the Taoist priest to meet the sixth princess."

(End of this chapter)