Devouring the Starry Sky begins with the battle of geniuses

Chapter 153 Dance, Lord Qinglian’s corruption plan

The dance venue was in a rented mezzanine space on Redbud Island.

Said to be a dance to expand social interaction, it is actually a stage for members of the women's association to show off their strengths and "sell themselves."

This can be seen from the following parts of the dance.

Each girl club member who participated in the dance will take turns to perform their talents in the middle of the stage. The main stage will follow the same performance. Outside participants in the audience may invite other girl club members to dance on the dance floor, or in each booth. Clink glasses with it.

After everyone's performance is over, there is a fundraising session, which is euphemistically called to contribute to strengthening the Women's Association and better helping disadvantaged women in the universe.

In fact, of course, these funds went into the pockets of the women's association members.

The participant who donates the most resources will then gain the right to name any participating women's association member for a private date.

This is a rule that members of the women's association cannot refuse, but it also has huge benefits. Those designated will directly receive [-]% of the donation as a commission.

Some people may think that it is a bit too unbearable to participate in such activities after becoming an immortal and a venerable person.

actually not.

Rather, it is precisely because they have gained infinite lifespan that during their long lives, the immortal gods are even more eager for all kinds of entertainment.

Not everyone has an extremely determined heart to ask questions. There are also some descriptions of immortal life entertainment in the original work. The extremely jealous and hedonistic Nightmare Candle King is by no means an exception.

And this angle also highlights the role of human nature and talent on earth.

But after all, there are men who can reach the upper class of kings and venerables and participate in the dances organized by the Lotus Leaf Natural Women's Association. I am afraid that few of them come purely for physical desires, but more for the pursuit of spiritual and soul partners. To relieve the loneliness caused by the long years.

For such powerful beings, there are almost no people like Luo Feng who have been with the object of their childhood admiration forever. After all, being able to become immortal is already a super genius who is unique among billions.

The women around them during their weak years either died early or were unable to keep up with their own progress and were forced to leave.

If this dance was purely a serious sorority held to help older leftover men and women get out of singles, Hun Zhen would probably give it a thumbs up.

But even if there is a hidden reason, Hun Zhen will just spread his hands and shrug his shoulders.

His purpose was revealed to be Venerable Qinglian, and he didn't care too much whether the dance was good or bad.

At this moment, the dance was in full swing, and the "performance" had just ended. She was not showing off, and casually sang a song from her past life with the intention of "then just be a singer." After that, Hunzhen silently sat down in the corner and said Not joining in the conversation.

Even so, there were still many well-dressed men of different races who came forward to test the situation and offered invitations to dance together.

Without exception, they were all rejected by Hunzhen.

He doesn't object to playing Mililata, but if he really wants to sell his ass, he'd better not thank you.

"This beautiful woman, in just one song, I have seen you reject the invitations of five gentlemen in succession. May I ask... do you have any special requirements for your dance partner?"

If there are too many people who refuse, it is inevitable that you will encounter some difficult people.

At this moment, there was a gentleman with a bird's head and a white military coat. After being bluntly rejected by Hunzhen, he was not discouraged and instead took the initiative to ask.

Hunzhen did not answer directly. Instead, she raised her eyebrows, shook the red wine glass in her hand, and said lightly: "I think it is a better choice to look at a forest than hanging on a tree, right?"

There are many members in the women's association, and most of them don't refuse directly like Hunzhen. Even if they decline politely, they are actually just waiting for a price.

So far, the number of single women in the audience is at least thirty.

The implication is that if you are looking for a dance partner, there are better options.Most importantly, there is no loss of face due to consecutive rejections.

"Haha, compared to thousands of vulgar weeds, an elegant and eye-catching flower is obviously more worthy of picking. No matter how many weeds are given up, there is no loss for the flower picker, right?" The bird-headed man Smile calmly.

"Hmph, I quite like weeds."

Hunzhen curled her lips slightly and sneered: "Well, it seems you won't give up unless you speak more clearly. I'll just say it straight, I can't stand a guy like you."

"Oh?"

The birdman man narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Hun Zhen dangerously, and said: "As far as I know, among the people you rejected just now, there are many cosmic lords. Madam, you are a small realm master, even if you have a title, Wang Zhili, these words are a bit arrogant, right?"

"What's wrong with rejecting the Lord of the Universe!?"

These offensive words were not what Hunzhen said.

The bird-man turned his head in shock, only to see a man with a bull's head approaching, snorting and looking sullen, and said to him: "I am also the Lord of the Universe, and I have been rejected hundreds of times. What can I say?" Yet?"

"Uh uh uh."

The birdman man felt the powerful aura emanating from Niufeiyang, and immediately retreated angrily. On the surface, he was very awed, but in his heart, he secretly cursed with disdain: "You are a licking dog! You deserve to be rejected hundreds of times!"

As soon as the birdman man walked away, Niu Feiyang's face changed instantly, his majesty disappeared, and he showed a hearty smile. He waved and said, "Sister Xiaomi! What a coincidence!"

Hunzhen rolled her eyes and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"This, that..." Niu Feiyang looked at Hunzhen with a cold expression, recalling the first scene when the other party called him Brother Niu, and felt sad for a moment.

But he silently added in his heart: "However, although Brother Niu is not bad, Sister Xiaomi with a cold face is still killing me, hehe!"

Niu Feiyang is not angry because he is rejected, but because the other party rejects everyone. This kind of equal treatment gives rise to a strong sense of security.

This means that he can project various emotions in his mind without worrying about the disillusionment of the fictitious "idol" in his mind.

Hunzhen looked at Niu Feiyang who was mumbling for a long time and was speechless. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand directly and said: "If nothing happens, just get out of here."

The beast god's inheritance order has been obtained a long time ago, and this guy is still treated like a piece of candy, so Hun Zhen is too lazy to pretend.

"Follow, follow!"

Upon hearing this, Niu Feiyang bowed excitedly to express his gratitude, and then retreated in a daze.

After this incident, no one came to disturb Hun Zhen anymore.

He just watched the performance on the stage silently, eating the snacks given out for free at the dance party, drinking wine, and felt very happy.

It has to be said that, unlike some of his arrogant people, these "little girls" who came on stage were all extremely talented. They relied on the power of laws to either perform various wonders to enhance their own style, or to use mysterious laws to ink them into pieces on the spot. roll……

The various uses of the power of laws opened Hun Zhen's eyes.

In fact... this kind of usage that is purely for viewing purposes and has no lethality at all is not even found in the ancient books of the original ancestors!

"Sister Xiaomi, why are you alone? Giggly, don't you have a crush on the person you like? Tell me to my sister?" Hun Zhen admired it with interest for a long time, and finally found the person she really wanted to wait for.

It was Venerable Qinglian who had just come off the stage after performing.

Hunzhen looked into Venerable Qinglian's shining eyes and could not guess what she was thinking.

This sexual orientation is different from that of ordinary plant life, most likely because he has refused invitations to dance one after another, showing an attitude that is not close to male lust, and he is secretly happy in his heart.

At that moment, he shook his head bluntly and said: "Sister Qinglian, I don't plan to let those stinky men touch me. Just chat, dance together or something, I get goosebumps just thinking about it. To put it bluntly, I don't care about this. I’m not interested in any of the previous steps of the dance, I just want to watch those funny scenes of men competing for the right to date~”

As he spoke, he deliberately showed a sly smile that would never appear on the face of "cold Mililata".

This deliberate display of "hidden temperament" was naturally regarded by Venerable Qinglian as proof that he was innocent and close to himself.

He immediately chuckled, put his jade hand on Hun Zhen's palm, and said with charming eyes: "In that case, if we two girls are together, won't it be no problem?"

"This..." Hun Zhen looked hesitant.

Seeing Hunzhen's hesitation, Venerable Qinglian looked solemn, patted Hunzhen's wrist and said, "Why, do you dislike me, sister?"

"no."

Hunzhen was anxious to deny it, lowered her head as if she was embarrassed, and said: "It's just... I think sister, with your demeanor on the stage just now, you must be regarded as a target by many people, and they will choose you in the final stage. If it's because of Dance with me, maybe it will affect the specified link..."

"Ah~"

Venerable Qinglian looked at Hunzhen, feeling helpless and amused, and said: "Regardless of whether your sister or I have that ability, there are several people on stage today who are stronger than me and perform much better than me. Just think of it as me, dating those stinky men is not as good as dancing with you, sister Xiaomi?"

After saying that, Venerable Qinglian raised his hand and scratched Hunzhen's nose. Regardless of whether Hunzhen agreed or not, he directly pulled him onto the dance floor.

Hunzhen here was finally pulled into the dance floor by Venerable Qinglian. Niu Feiyang, who had shrunk to another corner, saw this scene, but he clenched his fists and made a decision silently.

"Bidding, I must bid for the right to specify!"

While he was jealous and crazy because "Mirilata" showed an unprecedented coquettish and shy side in front of the Lord Qinglian, he couldn't help but put himself into the role of the Lord Qinglian, as if he was interacting with the Lord Qinglian at this moment. The one dancing with "Mirilata" was not Venerable Qinglian, but himself.

One song is over, another one.

Hunzhen and Qinglian seemed to have forgotten the truth about the dance, and danced one after another as if no one else was watching.

While dancing, they did not forget to whisper a few words between sisters. It can be said that the relationship between the two is developing rapidly.

Then, the bidding process finally came.

Most people found company and sat in double seats, and some were alone.

Hunzhen naturally sat with Venerable Qinglian, watching the bidding situation as if with great interest.

"Huh? This is an unfamiliar face."

Venerable Qinglian held the little hand of "Mirilata" that Hun Zhen had transformed into, and looked at a human man who was bidding frequently. He was a little curious, and looked sideways at Hun Zhen and asked: "He seems to be a member of Hongmeng, Xiaomi." Sister, do you know him?"

Hunzhen, who had been prepared for a long time, nodded happily and said: "I happened to know some gossip. He is King Jialan, a member of the Jialuo clan, the strongest branch of the Yuren clan. However, he has high strength. I heard that he came to Ancestral God. There hasn’t been much progress after millions of years of teaching, and the potential has basically been exhausted.”

Suddenly, Hunzhen came close to Venerable Qinglian and whispered: "The most important thing is...Sister Qinglian, this guy is weak, has no popularity or background, and logically speaking, he doesn't have much money. "

"You mean?"

Venerable Qinglian's eyes lit up.

Hunzhen nodded slightly, his eyes bright: "Nine times out of ten, there are other adventures in the recent period. Isn't such an object the best 'prey'?"

Seeing that Venerable Qinglian's appetite had been whetted, Hunzhen smiled secretly in her heart.

The real King Jialan is cultivating secretly in the cultivation manor. The person who appears here at this time is naturally the incarnation of Hun Zhen.

With his current attainments, he can simulate the immortal aura of King Feng with the Magic Three Thousand. As long as he doesn't take the initiative, even the Lord of the Universe will never be able to see through it.

Hun Zhen had been in contact with King Galan beforehand, and just paid a few honor points to make him agree to replace him for a period of time and have a public identity.

Most of those background descriptions were just nonsense. The so-called King Galan suddenly became rich by chance, but he was just using the military achievements accumulated as the Xianjian King in exchange for resources.

In order to seduce Lord Qinglian, Hunzhen herself lamented how much she had to sacrifice.

Not only did the real person sell out the sex trap to get close relationships, but the incarnation also went into battle to play the role of a rich man.

Everything is to achieve his evil...no, holy "Venerable Qinglian's plan to degenerate".

Now, everything is going smoothly, and the strategy of exposing King Galan's information to arouse the ambition of Lord Qinglian through the mouth of his good sister has initially achieved results.

"It's a pity that I didn't expect to be pointed out when I came here this time, so I didn't make too many preparations..."

Venerable Qinglian sighed: "I'm afraid I will miss this opportunity."

Hun Zhen's little hand was squeezed slightly by Venerable Qinglian, and she smiled and said, "If he doesn't choose you, sister, it's just because he has no vision. What does it have to do with whether you are prepared or not, sister?"

"Hmm~ She is really my good sister, she has such a sweet mouth~"

Venerable Qinglian looked at Hun Zhen who was comforting him, and his heart felt so sweet that it almost melted. He felt as if he had regretted seeing each other so late, and his jade hands involuntarily touched the other person's cheek.

But at this moment, King Galan successfully bid for the right to name, and controlled the power of the law, and the light suddenly fell on the table seats where the two of them were sitting.

On the stage, jealousy flashed in the eyes of the ball host, but on the surface he smiled like a flower, and asked: "Oh, there are two beautiful people sitting at this table. May I ask this Galan?" Mr. Wang, which one do you want to specify?"

Venerable Qinglian looked astonished when he saw the light falling on himself and Hunzhen. Hearing what the host said, he felt surprised and complicated at the same time.

Although she found Hun Zhen extremely pleasing to the eye, after all, it was just a short-lived plastic sisterhood. In comparison, the benefits brought by the naming rights were more important.

What's more, she had already heard from Hunzhen that King Galan was a rare piece of delicious meat that most people could swallow in one bite!
Hostility, suspicion, hesitation, all kinds of emotions were circulating in Venerable Qinglian's heart, but when she hid her emotions and looked at Qingzhen, she found that the other party only gave her a smile of encouragement and approval.

"This..." Venerable Qinglian wavered for a rare moment.

Before she could sort out her emotions and judge Hunzhen as an enemy or a friend, she heard King Galan make his own declaration.

"I want it all!"

(End of this chapter)