Free Web NovelMeihua Pavilion.
This place occupied a vast area, with elaborate decorations that weren't ostentatious but tastefully arranged. Those without discerning eyes wouldn't even realize the immense value hidden within its antique charm.
Upon entering, the soft murmur of strings and flutes could be heard, seemingly ethereal, as if rising from the depths of one's heart.
The three of them sat in a private room on the second floor.
It was the best spot for viewing the performance, typically reserved for wealthy patrons.
"How exquisite, how refined."
Li Mo sat in a grand armchair.
After surveying the surroundings, he noticed that Ice Cube and Xiao Jiang were both staring at the stage.
How strange.
Ice Cube was actually interested in opera?
"What play is being performed today?"
"It seems... it seems to be... Li Dage and Ying Bing."
"Hmm?"
Li Mo focused his gaze.
One of the opera performers, playing ‘Jiang Chen’, was a woman of notable beauty. Her makeup was slightly exaggerated, but the character was immediately recognizable.
The setting was a courtyard.
Li Mo didn't even need to watch them act to know what play this was.
Jiang Chen’s engagement is broken off, and Liu Wuyan heroically protects her husband?
"Jiang Chen, my daughter has now joined the Snow Moon Sect as an Inner Sect Disciple, while you have wasted several years and are still just a handyman. Today, this old man has come to your door; you should know why."
The villain was an experienced actor.
The cliché plot, which Li Mo found typical, didn't feel awkward when delivered by him.
(The Jiang family members were all agitated.)
At this moment, ‘Jiang Chen’ stood firm, his face resolute:
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully a young man in poverty!"
"Good!"
"Well done, a reward is due."
Applause erupted from below the stage. In this world where the 'engagement annulment' trope had never appeared, this scene was incredibly captivating.
Li Mo silently covered his face.
As the plot continued, Liu Wuyan made her entrance, and everyone in the audience knelt down.
Only Jiang Chen remained standing.
Liu Wuyan walked up to him and called out ‘Husband’.
The entire audience was petrified!
Then.
‘Jiang Chen’ smirked.
Li Mo: "..."
He remembered that he hadn't designed this smirking detail.
It's a play, not nonsense; don't improvise, damn it!
Xiao Li felt like he was being publicly executed. It was fortunate that the Buyun Boots were of good quality, otherwise they would have been worn out from fidgeting.
He glanced sideways.
Jiang Chulong was listening with great interest, as if she could listen a thousand times and never tire of it.
What about Ice Cube?
"Hus...band?"
Ying Bing’s clear, serene eyes paused, then she let out a soft sigh.
Drama was, after all, just drama.
If it were truly the character she had depicted, how could she possibly utter those words? How could she say those two words?
She found it absurd and didn't want to watch anymore.
But the play continued, its sounds entering her ears.
This play omitted a lot of content, only highlighting the key points.
For instance, their romantic moments, their sleeping in the same bed, and even their ‘frank encounters’ to help Jiang Chen practice his cultivation.
The professional quality of Meihua Pavilion was truly impressive.
All sorts of plotlines were incredibly immersive, and the music was even accompanied by lighting, creating an almost real experience that sparked endless imagination in people's hearts.
"Let's cultivate..."
Ying Bing turned her head to look at the moon. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
However, her eyes unconsciously became lost again.
Yet, the seductive music always intruded upon her ears.
Not only did the plot unfold in her mind, but the male and female leads of the story always resembled herself and Li Mo.
It was as if those events were happening to her...
And this feeling...
Ying Bing didn't know why she was looking at Li Mo at this moment.
But she saw the young man's handsome face flushed, sitting there like a dazed goose.
She didn't seem to dislike it?
"Good! Liu Wuyan played that well!"
Just then, a deep voice came from next door, followed by two handfuls of gold pearls scattering down.
The scene immediately erupted in gasps. Which wealthy patron was this?
Li Mo didn't pay much attention, but Jiang Chulong asked with some curiosity:
"Li Dage, what is... what is this for?"
"When you enjoy it, and you have too much money, you use it to give rewards."
Li Mo thought to himself that the play was finally over, and said with a smile.
"Oh... like that, huh..."
Jiang Chulong fumbled in her pocket but only found a few copper coins, which she was too shy to take out.
"Here."
Her arm sank, and half a gold brick appeared in her hand.
Xiao Jiang looked up, a little bewildered.
Li Mo said helplessly: "It's the smallest gold I have."
"Thank you, Li Dage."
Jiang Chulong didn't really have a concept of how much the gold brick was worth, so she imitated the person next door, raised her hand, and tossed it out.
And so...
Bang!!
The stage shook from the impact.
The actors, thinking their performance was unsatisfactory, then realized what had been thrown down.
The crowd immediately burst into an uproar.
Damn, who comes to watch a play and brings a gold brick to give as a reward?
Aren't you afraid of smashing the actors to death?
The person next door also looked over, seeming stunned:
"Jiang... Li Mo?"
"Zhong Zhenyue?"
Li Mo recognized the person opposite him: Young Marquis Zhong, dressed in a dragon robe, holding a long spear, who had also never been defeated in the arena.
The two were not well acquainted.
After a polite exchange of greetings, a person walked up. It was one of the actors from the stage just now; she had wiped off her makeup and stood beside Zhong Zhenyue.
She appeared delicate and clinging, but was actually very composed.
Her beauty was only average, yet every gesture and smile carried a hint of seduction.
"Wait..."
Li Mo calmly activated his Tianming Divine Eye.
【Name: Yin Mianmian】
【Age: 23】
【Bone Root: Heavenly Luo Demonic Enchantress Body.】
【Realm: Guan Shen Eight Apertures.】
【Fate: Purple】
【Evaluation: Saintess of Rain Listening Pavilion, sixth on the Qianlong Ranking, has killed several Prodigies on the Qianlong Ranking, unknowingly used as a Cauldron by the Rain Listening Pavilion Master, her hobby is watching men fight to the death like savage beasts in a brawl.】
【Recent Encounter: Seducing Zhong Zhenyue, intending to use his identity to infiltrate Horizontal Cloud Sword City. Currently, she is feeling playful and wants to see the host and Zhong Zhenyue fight to the death.】
Hmm?
Li Mo's heart tightened.
The moment he clearly saw the opponent's information, ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ his vision suddenly blurred.
The sound of strings and flutes that had been in his ears suddenly grew closer, weeping and wailing, emerging from his heart.
He saw a woman of innate charm, dressed in a hazy, light veil, looking pitiful, walking towards him with a mournful expression. She seemed to be moving with a strange dance step.
In this scene, anyone would feel their Bloodline surge.
However.
A sword light, condensed from moonlight, cold as jade, radiant as a god, instantly struck down.
It was Ice Cube.
No.
More accurately.
It was the Ice Cube that Li Mo had observed.
The mona bingsha (mona ice sand) imprinted in his Yi Soul shattered the illusion before him.
And everything that had just happened occurred in an instant.
Zhong Zhenyue wasn't so lucky.
Having no guard against the woman beside him, his eyes were clouded with Chaos, completely in a state of being captivated.
"You are so interesting..."
The woman saw Li Mo recover his clarity in an instant, a hint of surprise in her eyes, but more so, excitement.
Every gesture and smile of hers seemed to sway one's mind.
Her figure was ethereal, as if she wanted to get close to Li Mo, to whisper in his ear, to smell the scent of the young man's neck.
"Old woman."
Li Mo suddenly spoke.
"?"
Yin Mianmian’s seductive posture froze, ruined by a hint of anger.
The value of the Fighting King's rules goes without saying, right?
In a flash of lightning.
Swoosh—
A spring breeze surged, blocking her retreat.
Divine Firmament descended, like a heavenly punishment.
The Frost Sky Sword struck down decisively, vowing to split Yin Mianmian into two pieces!
.....
PS: Here it is, here it is. The struggling author is going to sleep first. Please kick me if there are typos, esteemed readers, I'll correct them tomorrow.
Please give some power, hehe, mwah.
Meihua Pavilion.
This place occupied a vast area, with elaborate decorations that weren't ostentatious but tastefully arranged. Those without discerning eyes wouldn't even realize the immense value hidden within its antique charm.
Upon entering, the soft murmur of strings and flutes could be heard, seemingly ethereal, as if rising from the depths of one's heart.
The three of them sat in a private room on the second floor.
It was the best spot for viewing the performance, typically reserved for wealthy patrons.
"How exquisite, how refined."
Li Mo sat in a grand armchair.
After surveying the surroundings, he noticed that Ice Cube and Xiao Jiang were both staring at the stage.
How strange.
Ice Cube was actually interested in opera?
"What play is being performed today?"
"It seems... it seems to be... Li Dage and Ying Bing."
"Hmm?"
Li Mo focused his gaze.
One of the opera performers, playing ‘Jiang Chen’, was a woman of notable beauty. Her makeup was slightly exaggerated, but the character was immediately recognizable.
The setting was a courtyard.
Li Mo didn't even need to watch them act to know what play this was.
Jiang Chen’s engagement is broken off, and Liu Wuyan heroically protects her husband?
"Jiang Chen, my daughter has now joined the Snow Moon Sect as an Inner Sect Disciple, while you have wasted several years and are still just a handyman. Today, this old man has come to your door; you should know why."
The villain was an experienced actor.
The cliché plot, which Li Mo found typical, didn't feel awkward when delivered by him.
(The Jiang family members were all agitated.)
At this moment, ‘Jiang Chen’ stood firm, his face resolute:
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully a young man in poverty!"
"Good!"
"Well done, a reward is due."
Applause erupted from below the stage. In this world where the 'engagement annulment' trope had never appeared, this scene was incredibly captivating.
Li Mo silently covered his face.
As the plot continued, Liu Wuyan made her entrance, and everyone in the audience knelt down.
Only Jiang Chen remained standing.
Liu Wuyan walked up to him and called out ‘Husband’.
The entire audience was petrified!
Then.
‘Jiang Chen’ smirked.
Li Mo: "..."
He remembered that he hadn't designed this smirking detail.
It's a play, not nonsense; don't improvise, damn it!
Xiao Li felt like he was being publicly executed. It was fortunate that the Buyun Boots were of good quality, otherwise they would have been worn out from fidgeting.
He glanced sideways.
Jiang Chulong was listening with great interest, as if she could listen a thousand times and never tire of it.
What about Ice Cube?
"Hus...band?"
Ying Bing’s clear, serene eyes paused, then she let out a soft sigh.
Drama was, after all, just drama.
If it were truly the character she had depicted, how could she possibly utter those words? How could she say those two words?
She found it absurd and didn't want to watch anymore.
But the play continued, its sounds entering her ears.
This play omitted a lot of content, only highlighting the key points.
For instance, their romantic moments, their sleeping in the same bed, and even their ‘frank encounters’ to help Jiang Chen practice his cultivation.
The professional quality of Meihua Pavilion was truly impressive.
All sorts of plotlines were incredibly immersive, and the music was even accompanied by lighting, creating an almost real experience that sparked endless imagination in people's hearts.
"Let's cultivate..."
Ying Bing turned her head to look at the moon.
However, her eyes unconsciously became lost again.
Yet, the seductive music always intruded upon her ears.
Not only did the plot unfold in her mind, but the male and female leads of the story always resembled herself and Li Mo.
It was as if those events were happening to her...
And this feeling...
Ying Bing didn't know why she was looking at Li Mo at this moment.
But she saw the young man's handsome face flushed, sitting there like a dazed goose.
She didn't seem to dislike it?
"Good! Liu Wuyan played that well!"
Just then, a deep voice came from next door, followed by two handfuls of gold pearls scattering down.
The scene immediately erupted in gasps. Which wealthy patron was this?
Li Mo didn't pay much attention, but Jiang Chulong asked with some curiosity:
"Li Dage, what is... what is this for?"
"When you enjoy it, and you have too much money, you use it to give rewards."
Li Mo thought to himself that the play was finally over, and said with a smile.
"Oh... like that, huh..."
Jiang Chulong fumbled in her pocket but only found a few copper coins, which she was too shy to take out.
"Here."
Her arm sank, and half a gold brick appeared in her hand.
Xiao Jiang looked up, a little bewildered.
Li Mo said helplessly: "It's the smallest gold I have."
"Thank you, Li Dage."
Jiang Chulong didn't really have a concept of how much the gold brick was worth, so she imitated the person next door, raised her hand, and tossed it out.
And so...
Bang!!
The stage shook from the impact.
The actors, thinking their performance was unsatisfactory, then realized what had been thrown down.
The crowd immediately burst into an uproar.
Damn, who comes to watch a play and brings a gold brick to give as a reward?
Aren't you afraid of smashing the actors to death?
The person next door also looked over, seeming stunned:
"Jiang... Li Mo?"
"Zhong Zhenyue?"
Li Mo recognized the person opposite him: Young Marquis Zhong, dressed in a dragon robe, holding a long spear, who had also never been defeated in the arena.
The two were not well acquainted.
After a polite exchange of greetings, a person walked up. It was one of the actors from the stage just now; she had wiped off her makeup and stood beside Zhong Zhenyue.
She appeared delicate and clinging, but was actually very composed.
Her beauty was only average, yet every gesture and smile carried a hint of seduction.
"Wait..."
Li Mo calmly activated his Tianming Divine Eye.
【Name: Yin Mianmian】
【Age: 23】
【Bone Root: Heavenly Luo Demonic Enchantress Body.】
【Realm: Guan Shen Eight Apertures.】
【Fate: Purple】
【Evaluation: Saintess of Rain Listening Pavilion, sixth on the Qianlong Ranking, has killed several Prodigies on the Qianlong Ranking, unknowingly used as a Cauldron by the Rain Listening Pavilion Master, her hobby is watching men fight to the death like savage beasts in a brawl.】
【Recent Encounter: Seducing Zhong Zhenyue, intending to use his identity to infiltrate Horizontal Cloud Sword City. Currently, she is feeling playful and wants to see the host and Zhong Zhenyue fight to the death.】
Hmm?
Li Mo's heart tightened.
The moment he clearly saw the opponent's information, his vision suddenly blurred.
The sound of strings and flutes that had been in his ears suddenly grew closer, weeping and wailing, emerging from his heart.
He saw a woman of innate charm, dressed in a hazy, light veil, looking pitiful, walking towards him with a mournful expression. She seemed to be moving with a strange dance step.
In this scene, anyone would feel their Bloodline surge.
However.
A sword light, condensed from moonlight, cold as jade, radiant as a god, instantly struck down.
It was Ice Cube.
No.
More accurately.
It was the Ice Cube that Li Mo had observed.
The mona bingsha (mona ice sand) imprinted in his Yi Soul shattered the illusion before him.
And everything that had just happened occurred in an instant.
Zhong Zhenyue wasn't so lucky.
Having no guard against the woman beside him, his eyes were clouded with Chaos, completely in a state of being captivated.
"You are so interesting..." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
The woman saw Li Mo recover his clarity in an instant, a hint of surprise in her eyes, but more so, excitement.
Every gesture and smile of hers seemed to sway one's mind.
Her figure was ethereal, as if she wanted to get close to Li Mo, to whisper in his ear, to smell the scent of the young man's neck.
"Old woman."
Li Mo suddenly spoke.
"?"
Yin Mianmian’s seductive posture froze, ruined by a hint of anger.
The value of the Fighting King's rules goes without saying, right?
In a flash of lightning.
Swoosh—
A spring breeze surged, blocking her retreat.
Divine Firmament descended, like a heavenly punishment.
The Frost Sky Sword struck down decisively, vowing to split Yin Mianmian into two pieces!
.....
PS: Here it is, here it is. The struggling author is going to sleep first. Please kick me if there are typos, esteemed readers, I'll correct them tomorrow.
Please give some power, hehe, mwah.
