I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 198 Miss Rong, I am here to steal someone

Amidst the roar of applause from the crowd, the band began to play vigorously, and instantly the hall was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Shen Lang has been waiting for this prostitute to perform.

Moreover, he came here tonight because he learned from Dong Shu Ni that Shang Xiufang was coming.

As soon as Shang Xiufang appeared on the scene, beauties like Dong Shuni, Rong Jiaojiao and Yun Yuzhen lost their luster.

In terms of beauty and charm, each of the women has her own unique characteristics and it is difficult to judge who is better. However, Shang Xiufang's unique charm and demeanor surpass all the others.

The most fascinating thing about her is not only her slender and well-proportioned figure, and her various manners and expressions, but what is even more moving is her pair of enchanting eyes, which are full of affection and are matched with the slightly shy lips. Laughter, indeed no man can resist it.

Since she started speaking, almost everyone in the hall was listening with fascination. The one who was most attentive was Hou Xibai, who almost looked like he was about to dance to the song.

Although Li Shimin and Fu Qian listened attentively, they remained calm and composed.

The others were all moved by Shang Xiufang's celestial music and graceful dancing. Tuli's eyes were gleaming with surprise, as if he wanted to devour this lively and beautiful actress in one gulp.

Shang Xiufang's captivating eyes, matched with her body and facial expressions, kept scanning the table, making the younger generation, who had less self-control, even more mesmerized.

After the song ended, it was a long while later that the audience burst into thunderous applause and unconsciously expressed their praises and cheers.

While the echoing sound was still lingering in his ears, Rong Fengxiang personally stood up to greet him.

He looked around the crowd and then sent Shang Xiufang to the empty seat next to Shen Lang.

All the men stood up to welcome her, and only after this naturally beautiful and talented beauty was seated did they dare to sit down again as a sign of respect.

Shen Lang's way of showing respect was different from theirs. He stiffened slightly to show his respect.

Rong Fengxiang first introduced her to everyone. When it was Shen Lang's turn, Rong Fengxiang smiled and said, "Brother Shen is a famous scholar in the world. Some people even say that you may be the fourth Grandmaster. I would like to trouble you to help greet Miss Fang."

After hearing this, everyone at the table knew that Shang Xiufang sitting next to Shen Lang was not a random arrangement.

Even if there are no female guests at this table.

Shen Lang also smiled and said, "Since it is arranged by Boss Rong, I will definitely take good care of Miss Fang."

Shang Xiufang's beautiful eyes flickered across his face, and she said with a sweet smile, "So you are the world-famous Master Shen Lang. Rumor has it that he killed Yu Wenhuaji in the Wei Imperial Palace. His chivalrous reputation spread far and wide. Xiufang has heard of him for a long time, and it's only by chance that we meet today."

Not only is she eloquent and charming, but she also knows how to please people. She praises people in a warm and subtle way, making her a famous courtesan who has traveled all over the country.

When Shen Lang looked at her from close up, he felt that she was like a blooming flower with a faint fragrance.

But the most touching thing is her grace, whether it is the sweet voice, the ups and downs of the tone, or the delicate expressions in the eyebrows and eyes, there is an intoxicating charm that makes people confused and fascinated.

However, he did not act too obsessed. He could even withstand the charm of Shi Feixuan, Zhu Yuyan and Kankan, and did not drool or bleed from the nose in front of Shang Xiufang.

Smiling, he replied, "I have heard of your name for a long time, but I have never had the chance to meet you. It is such an honor to meet you today."

Shang Xiufang was surprised to see the calm look in Shen Lang's eyes.

Although she is only twenty-one this year, she has been performing since she was thirteen years old. What kind of men has she not seen?

Especially for a man of Shen Lang's age, it is rare for him not to be fascinated by her when he sees her.

But there seemed to be only calmness in the other person's eyes, as if he had no interest in himself at all.

But she didn't know that Shen Lang was already thinking about what position he would use to fuck her later.

After the introduction, Shang Xiufang sat down and Rong Fengxiang left.

Tuli ignored Shen Lang as if he was nothing, and kept praising Shang Xiufang's beauty.

However, Shang Xiufang's mind was secretly on Shen Lang, because his eyes were too calm, as if he was ignoring her. She was neither convinced nor curious about him.

This is how you deal with this kind of woman. The more eager you are, the more she will get used to it, because she is a famous prostitute who is used to dealing with all kinds of men.

If you always try to show off in front of her, try to overwhelm other opponents, and want to win her attention like a peacock spreading its feathers, you are just a bootlicker.

Only by doing the opposite, such as treating her as nothing and ignoring her, can she be interested.

Shang Xiufang finally dismissed Tuli's question and then asked in a sweet voice, "I wonder what Brother Shen thinks of Hu Le?"

Shen Lang replied casually: "It has its own beauty."

Tuli Shang Xiufang took the initiative to tease Shen Lang to talk, jealousy was aroused, and her eyes rolled around, asking, "Where is the beauty?"

Shang Xiufang also looked at Shen Lang with anticipation.

Shen Lang is a man of great reputation. He immediately said, "Hu music and the instruments of the Central Plains each have their own merits. Because the Hu people are mostly nomadic, their instruments are mainly portable, and the venues for performance are also in the wilderness. The sound is naturally louder and clearer than that of Central Plains instruments, and the sound can be heard from far away."

Shang Xiufang's heart trembled slightly when she heard this. She nodded and said, "Mr. Shen, what you said is very insightful. Xiufang also believes that the creation of a musical instrument reflects the living habits and characteristics of that ethnic group to a certain extent."

"Also, the songs and dances are different from those in the Central Plains. Most of their songs and dances are bold and unrestrained, while the dances in the Central Plains are restrained and beautiful." Shen Lang said, "The different environments have created different songs, dances, and musical instruments. The Japanese dances are so tight that you can't even stretch your hands."

Shang Xiufang was surprised: "Why is that?"

"Because Japan is just on a small island, we have to be cautious when jumping. If we jump too big, we will fall into the sea," Shen Lang explained.

Shang Xiufang smiled and said, "Young Master is truly knowledgeable and talented."

"It's nothing in front of Miss Fang." Shen Lang said lightly, "Perhaps I'm just showing off my skills in front of an expert."

While talking.

Dishes were served continuously at this time, and people came in from the front and middle halls to toast, which pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to a climax.

Rong Fengxiang had a very good alcohol tolerance and he would drink whatever was offered to him. He would only occasionally ask others at the table to drink for him. The one who drank the most for him was of course Wang Shichong who was sitting next to him.

Although Shen Lang was chatting with Shang Xiufang, he secretly watched everything that happened. He thought to himself that Rong Fengxiang seemed to want to get Wang Shichong drunk, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Wang Shichong is a man of profound skills and a veteran in the world, so he should know his limits.

Shang Xiufang whispered again, "Master Shen, I live in Manqingyuan. If you are free tomorrow, would you please find some time to come and see me? Because I will be going to Guanzhong the day after tomorrow!"

Shen Lang didn't expect her to be so bold in inviting him, so he nodded and agreed, "I will definitely make time to go over."

"Then Xiufang will prepare the bed to welcome you." Shang Xiufang said.

Shen Lang originally wanted to go tonight, but he saw Dong Shu Ni, Bai Qing Er and Yun Yu Zhen at the female guests' table were staring at him.

I had to change my mind temporarily.

Shang Xiufang didn't just chat with him, she also chatted with the people at the same table from time to time, so that everyone at the table could participate in the discussion and no one would be left out.

At this moment, Wang Bo coughed dryly a few times, and after attracting everyone's attention, he smiled and said, "Today is Brother Rong's big day, and I shouldn't have overstepped my bounds. However, all the heroes present here, I believe everyone knows that I have sent out the invitation to be a hero."

He glanced around and said, "This is all because the precious Heshi Bi was stolen. That's why I'm sending this notice to you all. If you don't return the treasure before midnight in three days, I will kill the person who stole it by any means necessary."

Having said that, he suddenly turned his head, and his pair of sharp eyes like an eagle stared straight at Shen Lang.

He said slowly, "Master Shen, Master Liaokong has personally stated that you are the one who stole the treasure. If you quickly hand over the Heshi Bi to me, there may still be room for improvement."

When everyone present heard him mention the Heshi Bi, the originally noisy hall suddenly became silent and you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone knows about the martial arts post that Wang Bo sent out, and they also know that behind him are giants like Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen Temple supporting him.

Therefore, no matter who the hero is, in this situation, they will give him some face and let him find ways to get the He Shi Bi back.

However, what no one expected was that Wang Bo would mention this matter at this time and place.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Lang, waiting with bated breath.

Shen Lang picked up the cup, glanced at him, and said slowly: "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to ask me for the Heshi Bi?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, and an uproar suddenly broke out among the crowd.

This was because Wang Bo had a very high reputation and prestige in the world, even higher than Li Mi, Du Fuwei and others.

The "Dingshi Whip" he wields is hailed by the world as the best whip in the world. It is extremely powerful and rarely has an opponent.

Now, Shen Lang actually dared to refute him so ruthlessly in person, which was truly shocking.

Although everyone knows that Shen Lang is extremely powerful, only a few people have actually seen him in action, and most people have only heard about him.

Hearing this, Wang Bo's face turned cold. After a long pause, he said, "I don't care whether you are the one who stole the treasure. Just because of what you just said, I want to teach you a lesson. But today is Brother Rong's big day, it's not appropriate to see blood. How about we have a competition to liven up the atmosphere and stop when we have enough. Do you have the courage to accept it?"

These words, spoken leisurely from his mouth, further highlighted his noble demeanor and respected status.

Then he calmly stood up and strode to the open space in the middle of the hall.

This place is about three meters away from Shen Lang.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Lang, wanting to see if he was really as powerful as the legend said, but no one dared to speak.

Although Yun Yuzhen had a close relationship with Shen Lang, she could only worry in her heart at the moment. If she suddenly spoke out, the consequences would be beyond her ability to bear.

There are hundreds of people in the Jukun Gang, and they cannot do things casually.

However, Bai Qing'er, Dong Shuni, and Rong Jiaojiao looked at him from time to time, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Li Shimin and the others remained calm and didn't say a word. Wang Bo paid special attention to Shen Lang's expression, but he didn't show any sign of nervousness, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

But things have come to this point, like an arrow on a bowstring, there is no turning back.

Seeing that Shen Lang didn't say anything, Wang Bo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he smiled and said, "Could it be that the world-famous Shen Lang is nothing more than this?"

"Sir, this matter..." Shang Xiufang frowned slightly, "What should we do?"

"It's a small matter." Shen Lang replied indifferently.

As he picked up the cup and turned his hand, the wine in the cup turned into a wine arrow and shot towards Wang Bo at a speed that was unheard of.

This trick was learned from Ba Fenghan. It's fine as long as it works.

The speed of the wine arrow has exceeded and broken the limit of human perception, and it cannot be seen or heard by the eyes or ears at all.

Wang Bo had no idea where the arrow of wine was going. Even with his experience and skill, he was still shocked. He wanted to test the other party's skills, but he didn't expect them to be so unfathomable.

This was completely unexpected for him.

At this moment, he was even more aware that this young man had reached a mysterious state where he could do whatever he wanted, and he was definitely not someone who could be deceived.

But he did not dodge. He just shouted loudly, took strange steps, and suddenly retracted his right hand. At the same time, a white shadow flew out of his sleeve, circling quickly in front of his body in a strange wave-like route, dancing out a curtain of light.

Because he couldn't see the effects of alcohol, he could only rely on his extraordinary keen senses to make instinctive reactions.

This white shadow blocked his body like a barrier or a shield. Moreover, the shadow was as swift as a snake and seemed to be able to change direction at any time. It contained a strange, poisonous and irresistible domineering power.

Suddenly, the hall was filled with strong energy and a very cold feeling.

Everyone felt suffocated in an instant.

Unexpectedly, this Whip King who had been famous for decades was forced by a wine arrow to show his famous World-Setting Whip.

There was an uproar in the hall.

Before the two men even fought, Shen Lang used his wine arrows to force Wang Bo to use the Dingshi Whip, causing those who had never seen the world to stare with wide eyes.

Ouyang Xiyi even pulled out several strands of his beard, his face full of shock.

Because Shen Lang's impression in his mind had become much higher.

Wang Bo will definitely not get any benefit tonight.

Shang Xiufang's beautiful eyes were even more dazzling.

The next moment, there was a muffled sound like thunder.

Wang Bo suddenly felt a shock all over his body, as if struck by lightning, and his whole body trembled violently.

In an instant, the enormous energy contained in the wine arrow hit the Dingshi Whip in his hand, and then hit his chest heavily like a battering ram.

They staggered back four or five steps, fell to the ground, and were completely routed.

quiet!
There was deathly silence in the hall.

Ouyang Xiyi pulled out several more hairs from his beard!
Because the dignified Whip King was actually defeated by Shen Lang's wine arrow!

Even Ouyang Xiyi was so shocked, let alone the others present.

Whether it was Hou Xibai or Tuli, there was deep shock in the eyes of Taoist Feng and others.

This young man, whose origin is unknown, is so powerful!
The rumors in the martial arts world are indeed true. This person's martial arts skills are really very high. It is not false to say that he may become the fourth grandmaster.

Shen Lang looked at Wang Bo, who was sitting on the ground in a state of extreme embarrassment, and shook his head. "How can you be called the Whip King with your mediocre martial arts skills? And you even asked me for the Heshi Bi? Do you really deserve it?"

Wang Bo's face was pale and he didn't say anything.

It was because his internal organs felt like they were taken out and crushed by a stone drum, and his whole body was twisted and weak. At this moment, not to mention Shen Lang, even a man who didn't know martial arts could easily take his life.

Shen Lang added, "If today wasn't Boss Rong's birthday, and if it weren't for the bloodshed, you, Dingshi Whip, would have died on the spot."

Wang Bo used all his strength to gather his true energy, barely suppressing the surging blood and energy, and swallowed the blood that rushed to his throat back into his stomach.

On the surface, he pretended to be open-minded and generous, put the whip into his sleeve, and laughed: "Mr. Shen is indeed worthy of his reputation. After all, I am old."

There was thunderous applause in the hall instantly.

Amidst thunderous applause, Rong Fengxiang acted like the host and waited attentively for Wang Bo to return to the table.

Rong Jiaojiao, Dong Shuni and other young people rushed to Rong Fengxiang's seat and toasted the birthday boy. The joyous and warm atmosphere replaced the shocking competition just now.

After the rounds of toasts, Rong Fengxiang, surrounded by a group of younger people, went to the first two halls to socialize.

The eyes of the young female guests present all fell on Shen Lang, and for a moment they seemed to be a little jealous of Shang Xiufang.

Even the two women from Tuyuhun stared at him with wide eyes.

A strong man can always arouse the interest of women wherever and whenever he is, no matter whether they are from other races or from the same race.

Shang Xiufang patted her chest gently and said, "I don't know how powerful you are. You really scared me to death just now."

"It's just a small matter." Shen Lang glanced at the cup.

Shang Xiufang immediately poured him a glass of wine and raised her own glass: "Xiufang toasts Brother Shen."

The two clinked glasses.

Just as he put down his cup, a man in his thirties, with a rough and wild appearance, a tuft of goatee, and a uniquely unkempt look, came forward from his seat.

He bowed politely: "My name is Zheng Shiru, nice to meet Miss Fang."

Shang Xiufang hurriedly returned the greeting, "So you are the famous 'Henan madman' Zheng Shiru, brother Zheng. Xiufang is honored."

Zheng Shiru showed his talent to Shang Xiufang right away. He was indeed knowledgeable and versatile, ranging from storytelling literature such as Bianwen, scriptures, lyrics, poems, books, and fu to music and dance, acrobatics, and drinking games.

Even the creation of lyrics, the rise of legends, and the development of narrative poetry are all described vividly, minutely, and insightfully.

Shang Xiufang was not inferior to the other party in her answers, showing that her knowledge in all aspects was no less than that of the Henan madman Zheng Shiru. She also intentionally or unintentionally brought up the issue, allowing the guests at the table to participate in the discussion, making the atmosphere even more heated.

Shen Lang found it boring and stood up to leave.

After taking a few steps, Bai Qing'er also left the table.

Bai Qing'er smiled softly, then said in a sweet voice, "I've met Master Shen. Since we last met in Xiangyang, I've been thinking about you the whole time."

"There's a boat at the dock with the word 'Shen' on its flag. You can find me there later." Shen Lang touched her crotch at a very fast speed and whispered, "Little slut, you're poetic again."

"I wrote this poem because I was thinking of you." Bai Qing'er's eyes were filled with lust. "I will definitely go find you later. I'll be leaving now."

Shen Lang hadn't taken two steps when Yun Yuzhen also stood up and came to him. "Yuzhen greets Brother Shen."

"Why are you here?" Shen Lang asked.

Yun Yuzhen said, "I'm just trying to make a living, so I don't expect Brother Shen to live a carefree life like this."

"My boat is docked at the dock. The big flag says Shen. Come to my place later and I'll have a good talk with you." Shen Lang said seriously, "It's very important."

Yun Yuzhen smiled and said, "If that's the case, Yuzhen will definitely go."

Shen Lang handed her another fan and said, "I drew this for you."

Ever since talking about Hou Xibai with Shi Feixuan, Shen Lang has been learning from him to paint beauties on paper fans.

People like Zhu Yuyan, Shan Meixian, Li Xiuning, Shen Luoyan, etc., all those who were related to him were painted. Although they were all in ink and wash, they were definitely vividly portrayed on the fan, with the fragrance of orchid and musk, and smooth and plump skin.

It can also show every woman's amazing beauty to the fullest and just the right degree.

Yun Yuzhen opened the fan and took a look, his face immediately filled with joy, "Thank you, Brother Shen."

After whispering a few words to the woman, Yun Yuzhen was busy with socializing, so he walked towards the garden nearby.

Because Rong Jiaojiao, who was dressed up, was already walking in front.

When I arrived at the garden, there was no one around and I didn't know why Rong Jiaojiao came.

Shen Lang used his Qinggong to get behind her and asked in a low voice, "Miss Rong, why are you here?"

Rong Jiaojiao replied in a sweet and delicate voice, "It turned out to be Mr. Shen. I thought it was a thief who came to steal something. I was so scared."

"To be honest, I'm here to steal something too." Shen Lang said in her ear.

Rong Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, "I wonder what Brother Shen wants to steal?"

"Stealing someone." Shen Lang reached out and lifted her chin, "Stealing a beauty like you..."

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(End of this chapter)