"Brother, do you want to try?"
"Try... um..."
Li Qingcha understood what the other party meant.
I tried a new posture.
The two people tilted their heads at different angles, but the angle was about 75° after the offset. This way they were much closer together than if they were only offset by 30°, and the advantages of breathing and lip and teeth changes could be better utilized.
"Well……"
"Um……"
"Cough cough cough..."
The two of them suddenly separated.
Li Qingcha touched his lips.
"Senior Sister, do you usually praise people like this?"
"I usually don't praise others. If I have to praise, I will only praise my junior brother."
Yu Youwei attacked again with a straight ball.
Li Qingcha was nearly knocked unconscious by the opponent's club. He felt dizzy and couldn't help wondering if he was a weakling.
Why did Yu Youwei take the initiative to make himself so happy?
This is obviously not normal!
Before I traveled through time, I was a straight man.
Even when playing games with a female character, he always sticks to his male identity and remains unwavering.
But why...
"Gu..."
Li Qingcha swallowed his saliva.
Yu Youwei's mouth curled up.
"I have other ways to praise people. Do you want to try it?"
Chapter 321 Conflict
"..."
"..."
The two looked at each other.
Just then, the voice of a storyteller came from the first floor of the store.
"An expert can tell the outcome with just one move. Lord Li first deceived us with words, and then Fairy Yu came to our aid. The two of them worked together to kill everyone. How could the Taoist priest from the Golden Lotus Temple be their opponent?"
This person has a very loud voice and is very recognizable.
Yu Youwei was immediately concerned and couldn't help but chuckle as she mouthed to Li Qingcha, "I'm talking about you."
Li Qingcha also responded with his lips,
"We're talking about the two of us."
They both listened attentively.
There was a noise from below.
"Sir, you still haven't told me what level of cultivation Master Li has~"
Others followed suit and laughed.
The storyteller seemed to be anxious.
"It must be a sixth rank! He defeated two seventh rank with one sword, so no matter how you think about it, it must be a sixth rank~"
People don't believe it.
"Sir, you are bragging!"
"What? I have my reasons!"
An image of a person arguing with someone with a stiff neck and a red face appeared in Yu Youwei's mind.
She winked at Li Qingcha.
"What rank are you?"
"Seventh grade."
"Hiss... genius."
"I'm embarrassed to be called a genius by a true genius."
There was a storyteller bragging about Li Qingcha, but Li Qingcha and Yu Youwei were chatting happily, not feeling embarrassed at all.
Yu Youwei raised the corner of her mouth and flicked her finger.
The door opened a crack.
Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜
"Hey, hey, hey! You can see it over there, but I can't see it over here."
"(ˉ▽￣~) Cut~~"
Yu Youwei played again,
The other side of the door was also pushed open a little, so that both of them could see downstairs from upstairs.
There was an eight-person table in the middle of the lobby on the first floor. The storyteller stood behind the table, waving a folding fan in his hand and tapping the table with a ruler from time to time. He was really elegant.
His tone of voice is captivating and fascinating.
If it wasn't Li Qingcha's own story, she might have listened to it.
but……
“It’s a bit fake.”
Yu Youwei pursed her lips.
She stretched her legs and gently kicked Li Qingcha's calf with her toes under the table.
"Have you ever done anything heroic? It doesn't look like it..."
Li Qingcha shook his head.
"Hey, people say that there is a template for the protagonist of a book. It's like 'level up, kill monsters, pick up treasures, cave academy, auction'... um... I forgot the formula at the end. Anyway, according to the template, a paragraph of the book can be written in millions of words without any problem."
Level up, kill monsters, pick up treasures, Cave Academy Auction...
This jingle is pretty good.
Yu Youwei was puzzled.
"Auction? How come I've never heard of it?"
"Auctions have actually existed since ancient times. For example, at a fish market, fishmongers put a bunch of crabs there and everyone bids openly. The bidders hide their hands in their sleeves and bid. This way of public bidding is an auction. The storyteller might design a plot in which the protagonist picks up an excellent martial arts technique at a low price at an auction. Wouldn't that be more exciting?"
Shuang is indeed right.
but,
"Which sect would be so stupid as to auction off its resources? They would rather let them rot..."
Li Qingcha scratched his head.
She remembered that she had mentioned the auction plan to the Sun, Moon, and Star Sects.
"This... can't be generalized. For example, your three sects, Heaven, Earth, and Human, may be divided on the surface, but in reality they are all Taoist sects. It is normal for everyone to share what they have with each other."
Yu Youwei couldn't help but nod her head, pondering the feasibility of this auction. The more she thought about it, the better it seemed.
at this time,
bang bang bang-
There was a noise.
Afterwards, someone shouted, "Keep your voice down!"
Because the door of the room was only a crack open, Li Qingcha and Yu Youwei could not see what was happening outside.
They looked at each other.
"I gonna go see."
Li Qingcha pushed the door open and walked out, standing by the railing and watching the changes below.
I saw a young man with a sword walking out of the private room on the right side of the first floor. He was not a Taoist priest, but a warrior or an ordinary man who came to the capital to watch the lively discussion of the three sects of Taoism.
The young man spat at the storyteller and laughed.
"Just fart!"
The storyteller's face immediately turned red.
Those who make a living by talking can't stand being insulted in this way.
He started cursing directly.
"Get lost you little bastard!"
The young man was stunned for a moment, but instead of getting angry he laughed.
"Brother, what's your name?"
"Xu Daxi."
"Hero? You really know how to brag!"
Everyone was stunned.
I wondered if this young swordsman was really stupid or just dumb.
The storyteller was obviously fooling him, so how could he believe it?
Obviously, the storyteller did not expect this to happen.
He rolled his eyes, pretending to be wronged.
"It's not the 'hero' you think it is. It's the 'shrimp' in 'shrimp'."
The young man laughed out loud when he heard this.
Seeing him laughing happily, the others laughed even more wildly.
The young man was stunned.
"Is it that funny?"
Someone next to him immediately reminded him, "Are you fucking stupid? He said he was 'Xu Daxia' and you believed him? He really dared to say it, and you really dared to believe it? Hahahaha!"
The young man then realized that he had been fooled.
He snorted coldly,
Zheng——
The sword at the waist is unsheathed.
Li Qingcha took a look and saw that the sword body was ordinary and had no luster. He thought it was not a good product.
At the same time, a voice came from the box where the young man was.
"Xiao Lang, teach them a lesson. Ordinary people like them don't know how rare it is to be a sixth-rank cultivator. If Li Qingcha is really a sixth-rank cultivator, how could he allow the people from the Golden Lotus Temple to ride on his head and act wildly?"
The person who spoke had a steady voice and sounded like he was middle-aged.
Then, another voice said, "Brother, make a quick decision and come back soon."
Emmm...
Sounds like a girl.
