"I kowtowed for three thousand years in front of the demons. I turned back to the mortal world and did not become an immortal.”
"Life is only for her."
"For her, Master of Fate, Lives, and Death."
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Sky Climbing Cliff.
On the white jade platform.
The storyteller, Lu An, was dressed in snow-white clothes and looked like an immortal.
The magnetic and deep voice had a magical power, causing the audience to see one scene after another.
It was as if he could see the protagonist of " Autumn Demon ", Su Ming, as her sweetheart, resolutely throwing herself into the demonic path and abandoning the immortal to become a demon.
Do not seek immortality, do not seek eternal immortality.
He only wished for a little more pleasure in his bitter life.
He only wanted to break free from the chessboard and not become a flag.
He only hoped that the beauty would not grow old and accompany him forever.
……
Many heroic heroines in the pugilistic world became sentimental at this moment.
She fantasized that one day, she would meet a man like Su Ming, who would devote himself to them wholeheartedly.
Unknowingly, the protagonist in their fantasies had become Lu An.
She hoped that one day, she would be able to gain his favor.
Unfortunately, the falling flowers had feelings, but the flowing water was heartless.
Lu An was like a banished immortal who had been left behind in the mortal world, unattainable.
Her temperament was cold, and she was even colder.
In the three years since he debuted, many famous beauties in the pugilistic world had expressed their goodwill to him openly and secretly, but Lu An had never rejected them.
Many beauties were heartbroken.
Zhang Sanniang outside the beautiful palace, deep in the palace invited the moonlight.
Even the elegant and cold Yao Yue Palace Master of the Shifting Flower Palace had personally sent him an invitation to give lectures, drink tea, and discuss wine, but he had been mercilessly rejected.
This caused the Palace Master to fly into a rage. He destroyed several sects that he didn't like in succession before he calmed down slightly.
As for why the male lead was safe and sound…
This was because Lu An, like Yao Yue, was one of the few powerhouses in the world.
His strength was above hers.
He was handsome and elegant, and his temperament was unparalleled.
His martial arts were unparalleled, and he was young and rich.
Erudite, clean and self-righteous.
Lu An was simply the ideal person that all the women in the world dreamed of.
The coldness that kept people thousands of miles away did not extinguish the enthusiasm of the women. Instead, it stimulated their competitiveness and they all longed to become the most special one in the world.
Lu An favored her.
As for the group of Jianghu tycoons, their blood boiled as they listened.
Their focus was different.
He yearned for Su Ming's power of destroying a hundred thousand Buddhas and killing a group of immortals with a flick of his finger.
He was even immersed in it.
She fantasized that she was Su Ming.
In the heavens and the earth, I am the only one who reigns supreme.
He is in charge of the fate of life and death.
………
The story soon came to an end.
Lu An shut his mouth and took a sip of tea.
A moment later, the tens of thousands of people present woke up one after another.
Lu An, who was looking at the white jade mountain, sighed.
Obviously, he was still immersed in the aftertaste of the story.
However, Lu An would not wait for them forever.
He was still waiting for it to end early so that he could go back and eat skewers.
" This year's story ends."
"The rest of the time will be for the chat segment.”
"As usual, there are only three questions per month.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
A young girl immediately jumped out.
Many people's eyes lit up.
He was dressed in black, his skin was smooth and his eyes were lively.
Especially her snow-white feet, which were as clear as jade, without a single flaw.
Just like that, it stretched out in the air, showing off its beauty.
She was like a fairy in the dark night, seducing the soul.
Her every move was full of charm.
Especially when she walked, the crisp and melodious sound of the bell accompanied her, making her seem like a peerless demoness that only existed in myths and legends.
Many people present felt their hearts itch.
However, because of Lu An, they did not dare to be impudent.
"Yin Weed Sect's disciple Huanhuan greets Mister Lu.”
The moment these words were said, everyone was in an uproar.
"So she is Huanhuan, who is ranked in the top five of the Rouge Ranking!”
"Indeed, seeing is believing."
" Natural charm, a demoness."
"Mr. Lu is indeed the world's number one commentator.”
"The Rouge Rankings is well-deserved."
"Now, the only peerless beauty left on the Rouge Ranking is Shi Feixuan, the successor of Kind Boathouse.”
……
"Silence!"
Lu An said.
His voice was neither soft nor heavy, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of tens of thousands of people.
It made their hearts jump and their hair stand on end. All of them shut up and fell silent.
He could only sigh in his heart. Mr. Lu's cultivation was becoming more and more unfathomable.
Especially the grandmaster-level big shots present, their pupils constricted and their scalps went numb.
He looked at Lu An in disbelief.
The older one was in the martial world, the more timid they became.
These words did not mean that the longer one lived, the more afraid of death one was.
It was referring to the strong preying on the weak in the martial world.
Under normal circumstances, the more experienced a Jianghu person was, the higher their cultivation would be.
The higher the cultivation, the sharper the perception.
The more he knew how high the sky was and how thick the earth was.
The more Lu An acted as if he was lifting a heavy weight, the more terrifying the few Grandmasters felt.
The forces behind them all had martial grandmasters guarding them.
Because of this, they knew how difficult it was to silence tens of thousands of people at the same time.
Ordinary martial grandmasters could not compare.
This Skyscraping Cliff storyteller, Lu An, was definitely an absolute expert among the great grandmasters.
They didn't even dare to think about the terrifying Devas.
After all, such an existence was rare in the entire Nine Provinces 'martial world.
Every one of them was an old monster who had lived for at least a few decades, or even a hundred years.
No matter how heaven-defying Lu An was, he could not hide the fact that he was only a youth.
An eighteen-year-old peerless grandmaster was already the limit of their imagination.
………
Seeing that the environment had become quiet again, Lu An spoke again. His voice was as cold as ever.
"Start your question."
Huanhuan was amazed by the strength of the person on the stage, but on the surface, her eyes curved into a smile. A hint of craftiness flashed across her eyes as she asked with a smile.
"Mister has debuted for three years and has released a list every year.”
"Review a person on the rankings every month.”
"And before the review, they will definitely tell the story of two months.”
"In the first year, we talked about the martial world in the snow, and we stopped at Nangong Pushe, which led to the Rouge Ranking.”
"In the second year, he talked about the sword and drew out the Sword God Ranking.”
"Now, in the third year of teaching Demon Autumn, we have to comment on the demons of the world.
Choose ten of the most talented demonic geniuses under the age of fifty?”
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