1404: C1404 A trump card against a trump card!

C1404 A trump card against a trump card!

Chu Yun relied on his own memories and narrated the online novels of his previous life in the form of a book.

Of course, there were some details that he could not remember clearly, but it was nothing much. Chu Yun combined it with his own experiences and could easily make up some new content.

The geisha kneeling in front of him were all dumbfounded.

Hot blood!

How surging!

How shocking!

As the Tai Cang World was a world where only martial arts mattered, they had no problem accepting it. It was very easy for them to substitute it.

Although they were women, it did not affect their yearning towards the core of the story.

This was definitely a good story!

Even the word "good" couldn't describe it.

He didn't know what the word was used to describe this story.

Especially when Chu Yun mentioned about "thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't look down on poor youths", many of the geisha couldn't help but stand up from the ground, all of them clenching their fists, their beautiful eyes filled with burning hot rays of light.

Even though they were women, they could still hear the excitement in the story.

Merely taking out this story would definitely be able to instantly kill all the storytellers in Tai Cang World!

What story could compare to the meaning of this book?

After saying the ending of the engagement, Chu Yun paused for a moment as his gaze swept across the many geisha with a smile.

Seeing that Chu Yun did not continue speaking, these geisha felt as if there were ten thousand ants crawling in their hearts, their bodies trembling in itch.

"Gongzi, I beg of you, please continue!"

"Yes, we sisters are willing to serve you together. We only hope that you can continue to tell us this story."

"We really want to know what will happen to Xiao Yan in the end?"

"This Nalan Yanran is really annoying. With such influence, even the words of the matchmaker can be treated as child's play!"

"?"

The ones leading them, the one with the name Cheng Yun, the one whose voice was extremely pleasant, extended his hand and wrapped it around Chu Yun's neck, looking at him pitifully: "Young Noble, you can do whatever you want to Yun'er, just continue telling the story, okay?"

As he spoke, his large eyes were very intelligent, as if he knew how to speak.

Chu Yun coughed twice and quickly said: "I am not telling you a story. Cheng Yun, your voice is the best, and the customer likes to listen to your song. If you were to tell the story, how much certainty would you have?"

"Me?"

After Cheng Yun heard it, he finally realized that Chu Yun was not telling him a story, but teaching him a story.

Fortunately, her memory was astonishing, and she could remember 99% of it at once.

"I will remember, but I am afraid I will not be able to deduce the essence of the blood in this story. If you can't express your boiling emotions to your heart's content, then this story itself is blasphemy! "

Cheng Yun was a little scared. Before, she had only sung a little tune and had never taught a book to anyone else.

"Your voice is very unique, it has an alluring quality to it, anything you want to say will definitely be fine! I believe in you. You should have some confidence in yourself.

Chu Yun quietly pushed Cheng Yun away, but saw the sorrowful look on her face, and then laughed as he touched her body a few times.

The flirtatiousness in the bones of this little hoof was too strong.

Every frown and smile was mixed with hidden bitterness, causing people to just want to take good care of her.

Chu Yun was touched by the scene and could not help but recite: "Although the bodies of the twenty eight beauties are soft, the swords at his waist are able to behead an ordinary person, although the head is not seen, secretly calling his Master's Marrow!"

Hearing that, Cheng Yun was startled, then chuckled: "Young Master is truly multi-talented, to be able to produce such a literary poem just by touching a few of my poems, as expected of the number one person in the banquet, an existence that can crush Duan Zehua! Sometimes I wonder if I have something to inspire my young master with. If the Young Master had a deeper conversation with this servant, would his inspiration have been like a gush of spring water? "

Chu Yun laughed bitterly.

If this little hoof had really fulfilled her wish, then the inspiration would not have come out of nowhere, but somewhere else it would.

"Yun-er, stop messing around."

Chu Yun rejected her with a serious face.

Now was not the time to talk about this.

Drunk Dream Pavilion could be considered to have just established herself, there were countless of open spears and secret arrows, as long as they revealed the slightest bit of a flaw, they would all be defeated.

By relying on storytelling, one could survive the difficult situation in front of them, but in the end, it was only a temporary measure.

If he wanted to establish himself for a long time, he would have to find beautiful geisha from all over the place.

Moreover, if he guessed correctly, the Zhen Family might be making her move in the next few days.

A few days later, Zhen Shijie held a grand feast in Nebula City's Zhen Family's largest restaurant.

He had gathered all of the geisha, all of the storytellers, and all of the main stars of the singing in Nebula Pavilion, and was bound to hold a grand gathering of the largest scale in history. To this end, he had even recruited several hundred beautiful women from outside, and every single one of them carried a tray as they passed food back and forth inside Nebula Tower.

In other words, in Nebula Pavilion, you are master.

As long as you don't break the rules, you can do whatever you want.

If you can bear it and just carry ten women into the room, no one will say anything.

It could be said that this was heaven.

Zhen Shijie was the young master of Zhen Family and had played many tricks. Naturally, he had a deep understanding of the things that men liked.

Such a scene, such a pleasure, left any man fascinated.

In addition, they had been constantly building up their momentum during this period of time. This time's grand event was extremely perfect, causing many cultivators to feel an itch in their hearts.

Who wouldn't want to attend such a banquet?

As the saying goes, food and sex were equally important to men and women as well as food.

On that day, Zhen Shijie busied himself to and fro.

In his heart, there was a trace of unwillingness.

Of course, he did not mention this matter to the outside world.

That Chu Yun who defeated Duan Zehua at the Blitz Imperial City Gathering, using absolute means, was actually the that he couldn't win over earlier. No one would have thought that he would release such a terrifying light, that even Duan Zehua wasn't his opponent.

He regretted every time he thought of this.

If his attitude back then wasn't so arrogant, Chu Yun might have joined the Zhen Family.

If he could get a Heaven's Pride like Chu Yun to join him, what would happen to the Zhen Family?

With him joining the battle, coupled with the strong alliance with Duan Zehua, within the next hundred years, Zhen Family would definitely produce two extremely terrifying Titled Innates. It wouldn't be a difficult task for them to surpass the other two great families in one fell swoop.

Unfortunately, all of this had failed because of his own attitude.

Thus, Zhen Shijie was very unwilling to let this matter go. He could not speak of this matter, and could only try his best to show his worth, and try to beat Chu Yun in the game. Only by doing so would he feel that his existence was very meaningful.

"Chu Yun, I want to let you know that the decision to not join our Zhen Family was a mistake!"

Deep in his heart, Zhen Shijie gnashed his teeth in anger.

The promotions from a few days ago had a very good effect. Before Nebula Pavilion had even opened its doors, a dense crowd of cultivators was already standing outside waiting.

These people were either grouped together in groups of twos or threes, constantly chatting with each other. It was obvious that they were very much looking forward to this grand gathering of Nebula Pavilion.

"Hey, brother, have you been to Drunk Dream Pavilion recently?"

"He's going, he's definitely going! I even got a card! "

"That Coke is so delicious. I never thought that there would be such a beverage!"

"I also like drinking cola, but that nectar and jade dew are not bad."

"With fried chicken, it's so nice."

As they chatted, they began to complain in a very normal manner.

"This Drunk Dream Pavilion is great at everything, just that there are too few geisha, and all the pretty ones have to wait in line. When it is my turn, I already don't know how many guests I will receive, but not only am I loose and relaxed, I'm even very dry.

"Ah, yes! Those experts with status play first, but we can't even have a sip of the soup. "

"Right now, I only hope that the Drunk Dream Pavilion can bring in more geisha as soon as possible. With such a small number, how can it be fun?"

"Not bad, not bad!"

"?"

Soon, the group of cultivators started whispering to each other.

It was obvious that they were very satisfied with Nebula Pavilion's grand gathering.

There were even some who could not wait any longer.

"Open the door!" "The door is open!"

"Quick, don't block me!"

"Make way!"

"What are you trying to squeeze in for!"

Many cultivators swarmed in, afraid that if they were too late, the prettiest ones would be taken away.

However, after entering, they quickly realized that they were wrong.

Inside Nebula Pavilion, a few hundred fully clothed, beautiful women stood there neatly.

The ring fat Yan thin, both tall and short.

Their temperaments were different. Some of them had bright smiles, some were cold like frost, and some were shy like flowers.

Red like cherries, white like goat fat, black like gemstones.

In an instant, it had ignited the brains of many cultivators, causing their eyeballs to turn red.

The hungry wolf howled.

When had they ever seen such a formation?

At this moment, they only had one thought in their minds: hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!

Zhen Shijie stood in the doorway, gazing at the endless stream of people as a complacent smile appeared on his face.

This time, he really did put in a lot of effort.

It just so happened to hit the Drunk Dream Pavilion's weakness!

He had deeply understood the thoughts of these cultivators and spent a lot of effort in planning them. There was no way he would lose this round!

No matter what, it was impossible for the Drunk Dream Pavilion to have the power to resist!

"The so-called 'elegance' is just a disguise. In this kind of environment, the greedy nature of humans will be exposed. They will also experience the primitive sense of beastly beings!"

"The simpler and more brutal it is, the more exciting it is."

"That's what they want, too."

"Why is it that no one understands me?"

"But it doesn't matter. From today onwards, my name, Zhen Shijie, will spread throughout the entire Tai Cang World!"

Zhen Shijie stood proudly on the spot.

He seemed to have already seen his own success.

And Drunk Dream Pavilion also specially selected today, saying that he had invited a new storyteller, and would definitely bring the customer a feast that she had never experienced before.

Judging from their actions, it seemed as if they were deliberately trying to get into conflict with the Nebula Pavilion.

Actually, it could have been missed at all.

But Chu Yun was not.

Because he was full of confidence in that novel.

Come on, aren't you capable?

He wanted to face it head on! Who's afraid of who!

Beneath the quiet Nebula City, the waves were strange and unpredictable, as if a storm was brewing.

The two great plans that had been plotting for the past few days were slowly beginning.

The Drunk Dream Pavilion had to stand firm on its foundation.

The Zhen Family wanted to strike back.1

This would be a match between two trump cards!

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