Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

"Why are there still men participating in the Oiran competition?" Yu Wei felt that she was ignorant.

Before this, she had always thought that only women could participate in the Oiran competition. However, this "Young Master" looked pretty good, with solid muscle lines...

"Lu Bai, why are you covering my eyes?" Yu Wei stretched out her hand to push him away, but found that Lu Bai was using all his strength to hold her eyes tightly.

"Children are not allowed to watch this inappropriate material." Lu Bai felt more and more uncomfortable.

Yu Wei had never looked at him like this before.

For some reason, Lubai didn't want Yuwei to look at that "Young Master Lang" anymore. He was just a man from a brothel. What was so good about him?

Clearly, many people from the Yi Yang Sect were practicing sword dance before, but Yu Wei didn't look like this. Aren't they more professional and better than this No. 36 "Young Master Lang"?

Lu Bai didn't know whether Yu Wei wanted to watch him dance with the sword, and it was really difficult for him to say it.

He imagined that his charm was absolutely no less than that of the "Young Master Lang", but he could only dance in front of Yu Wei.

"It's not like he's naked. Everyone is watching. I want to see too." Yu Wei's face flushed with anger as she dodged the hand that Lu Bai extended to her and hid beside Hong Lu.

"Honglu, look, Lubai is bullying me."

"Xiaowei, I didn't..." Lubai wanted to explain but didn't know where to start, and Yuwei had ignored him and was concentrating on watching the performance.

He didn't want Yu Wei to look at this seductive man. Although he was unwilling, he didn't dare to stop her again, for fear of making Yu Wei unhappy or even angry.

Lubai was really in a dilemma.

"Okay, Lubai, you sit down and watch too." Honglu saw Lubai's embarrassment clearly.

I couldn't help but find it funny. Lu Bai is usually smart and clever, but when facing Yu Wei, he instantly becomes dull. It's true that there is always someone better than you.

Qing Si and Xue Yuan also looked at each other. Something was wrong with Lu Bai, but they would not point it out.

At this moment, No. 36 in the field waved his sword with smooth movements, ingeniously combining various difficult moves and techniques.

Sometimes he leaped up with the tip of his sword piercing the sky, and sometimes he walked quickly with the sword flashing.

Everyone enjoyed watching it.

Obviously, No. 36 still has some basic skills in swordsmanship.

But with such skills and martial arts, why would he step into a brothel?

This question attracted countless female practitioners and completely aroused their endless curiosity. What kind of story had led "Master Lang" into this situation?

The female cultivators were eager to find out the truth from "Young Master Lang", but every time they mentioned the matter, he always remained silent and was unwilling to speak at all.

They were all heartbroken and blamed themselves for asking.

What’s even more interesting is that this “Young Master Lang” seems to have hundreds of faces, and each time he appears he gives people a new feeling.

This sense of mystery greatly satisfied the female cultivator's curiosity, so much so that she was no longer obsessed with his background.

In a short time, "Young Master Lang" became famous. He not only became one of the most dazzling male stars in Zhaixiang Tower, but his reputation also spread throughout Anyi City and even Qinglong Country.

Many female cultivators came here just for him.

"Mr. Lang, I like you. I will only vote for you later!"

"Ahhh, Young Master Lang is so handsome, I really want to give birth to a baby for him!"

"You vote, I vote, and we'll help Mr. Lang become the most beautiful lady."

The square was filled with the voices of a group of fanatical female nuns. They sounded crazy and extremely excited, as if they were in a state of madness.

They were also discussing how to push the "young master" in their minds to the throne of the most beautiful courtesan.

"Won't they be jealous of each other? There is only one Young Master Lang, so how should they be distributed?" Linlin looked at the group of almost crazy female cultivators in front of him, his heart full of doubts and confusion.

She really couldn't understand the thoughts of these female cultivators. Why were they so obsessed with a man in a brothel? Aren't they just playing to relax and have fun?

But now it seems that these female cultivators have developed real feelings for him and are even willing to spend a large amount of spirit stones to support Master Lang.

Thinking of this, Linlin couldn't help but worry about them.

If this so-called "Young Master Lang" fails to live up to the affection of the female cultivators, then I'm afraid they will end up losing both their money and their lives...

"This is the charm of Mr. Lang." Qing Si didn't know how to explain it, he didn't understand love either.

"Linlin, you may not understand yet. When you find someone you like in the future, you will naturally understand. These female cultivators want Mr. Lang to get as old as possible."

Qing Si feels that love can only be truly understood if one experiences it personally.

At this moment in the square, the group of passionate female cultivators were still immersed in their admiration for Young Master Lang and were willing to give everything for him.

Linlin still shook his head and still didn't understand.

She really couldn't understand this complicated world of emotions, and it was better for her to be free and alone.

After all, most of the mythical beasts are selfish creatures, and they only think about themselves. However, when it comes to justice, they will still consider the people of the world.

Lubai showed an expression of confusion and felt quite unfamiliar with the concept of "admiration".

Could it be that he is also like what Qing Si said?

Xue Yuan just sat there quietly. On the surface, he seemed to be concentrating on the performance on the stage, but his mind was full of random thoughts.

He admires many people, including his parents, Yu Wei, Hong Lu, Lu Bai, Qing Si, Xuan Qingli, and Master Chen Yuan...

Is it the kind of admiration that Qing Si described?

At this moment, No. 36 "Mr. Lang" ended his wonderful performance.

He gracefully bowed slightly to the audience, waved gently to the female nuns who had been cheering hard, and then walked off the stage.

This made the female cultivators even more crazy, because it turned out that "Young Master Lang" had seen them.

Next, contestant number 16 came on stage.

She was wearing a long dress as white as snow, her figure was graceful, and her skin was as delicate and white as mutton-fat jade, exuding a charming luster.

As soon as she stepped onto the stage, she instantly became the focus of the audience, and everyone's attention was drawn to her.

But there seemed to be a hint of tears in those big watery eyes, which made people feel pity.

As the music slowly sounded, No. 16 began to dance.

Her movements were light, graceful, smooth and natural, like a jade rabbit that fell from the sky and got lost in the mortal world, and the silk on her body fluttered in the wind.

Then, she opened her red lips and began to sing. Her voice was clear, pleasant and had a hint of charm.

It seemed as if there was only No. 16 in the world, and her every move attracted everyone's attention. It was an indescribable feeling.

His eyes kept following her.