Chapter 52: Who Loses and Who Wins

  A hazy night, deep in the flower street, people come and go, with hardly any white clothes.

  "Come and see! The famous Dīng Dàjiā is performing as the enchanting Yāo Jiě, with eyebrows as black as ink and skin as white as jade. Her red skirt is as beautiful as a pomegranate flower." A man beat on a copper gong, while over a dozen people scattered around distributing handbills, which had various charming portraits of Dīng Dàjiā printed on them, causing a group of young nobles to eagerly scramble for them. On one picture, Dīng Dàjiā's legs were pressed together, her colorful skirt flying up in the wind, her hands covering her knees and lightly shielding, the white silk underneath as thin as clouds, perfectly revealing a pair of long legs.

  "Ding Dajia went to Baihuatang and rushed towards her. This young master also wants to take a look."

  "I've actually seen it before, and the performance of Baihuatang is no worse than that of Jinyutang!"

  "Yes! The price is even half cheaper than Jinyutang, and some female performers can even be bought at a high price as concubines after their performances."

  "Hmph, become a concubine? Jin Yutang has always been proud and aloof, but it's not bad to be the joke of Baifa Hall."

  "I heard that Jinyutang has built a ship, and Baohuatang immediately built an even larger one. It seems like they're going to squeeze the other out completely."

  Everyone was talking enthusiastically when suddenly a strong gust of wind blew, sand and stones flew everywhere, cold air struck people, everyone quickly dodged, looked up at the sky and saw two handsome men flying towards them on the eaves.

  But the blue-clad man's movements were as elegant as jade, dodging another white-clad man's attacks with ease. Every evasive move was like a dance, pleasing to the eye. He pulled out a brush and continuously drew talismans in mid-air, smiling softly: "Ah, you want to hear sweet nothings, I'll tell you now."

  Su Mo strolled leisurely on the rooftop opposite, casting a glance at the two of them with an icy tone: "Call me Ya Ji."

  She had never liked being called "darling".

  Yu Ran smiled and said, "Alright! Miss Yaoji, my affection for you is genuine, so I'm willing to fight on your behalf while also speaking sweet nothings to you. You'd better listen carefully!"

  Wen Ren Yi's eyebrows furrowed, and with a swift motion, the long sword in his hand stabbed out. The sword tip flashed, its sharp edge glinting, as a wave of sword energy assailed, causing people's eyes to dazzle and spin.

  Yu Ran saw the sword's edge and immediately changed his expression. He hastily retreated, barely avoiding the attack.

  He dodged and laughed, "First sentence, the magpie on the river isle, the beautiful young lady is a good match for the gentleman, but I, the seductress, really like you."

  "Second sentence, remembering the encounter, several times the soul and dreams were with you. Tonight, I'm afraid that meeting you is just a dream, my dear, I wish to be with you every morning and evening."

  "The third sentence: When lotus leaves are born, spring sorrow is born; when lotus leaves wither, autumn sorrow is complete. Deeply knowing that the body is in a long emotion, I gaze out at the sound of the river water at the river's head."

  ……

  "Fifty-one lines, this young master's belt gradually loosens but never regrets, for her he becomes worn out."

  "In fifty-two sentences, there is a beautiful woman, having seen her I will never forget, one day without seeing her, thinking of her like madness."

  "Fifty-three sentences. The residual lamp on the upper floor accompanies the dawn frost, a lone sleeper gets up with mandarin duck bedding, missing one night's deep affection, the distance between heaven and earth is not long."

  ……

  "Sixty sentences, demon maiden, this young master's feelings for you are as vast as the sky and as eternal as the ages, our love is long and hard to sever, my heart is like a double-layered net, our emotions have thousands of knots."

  "Seventy sentences... This feeling can be cherished as a memory, but at that time it was already bewildering. You, Wen Ren, have been attacking my lower abdomen all along, which is really shameless. If you are not convinced, just say some romantic words to the demon girl."

  ……

  "Young lady, I've already spoken eighty sentences of affectionate words, aren't you moved?" Yu Ran's voice was not loud, but it was clear and audible, echoing in the flower street, lingering on.

  Su Mo's fingertips were still gently plucking the three strings, her eyes as gentle and charming as water.

  She didn't think he would come so suddenly, if she hadn't known that Yu Ran had never loved any woman in his past life, she would have thought he often said such sweet nothings to women.

  However, this person is good at writing books and naturally excels in these aspects. On the other hand, Wen Renyue did not say a word and fiercely attacked his opponent's weaknesses.

  Yu Ran spoke romantic poetry with his mouth, but his hands didn't slow down. With a flick of his finger, he painted strange symbols with his brush, and lightning struck around Wen Renyao continuously.

  But then, Su Mo was actually sitting on one side, with one hand resting on his leg and the other hand supporting his cheek, propping up his chin, looking very comfortable.

  Her careless and nonchalant demeanor makes her look enchanting and captivating, with an aura of elegance that is beyond measure.

  At this moment, a divine consciousness suddenly burst out of the heavenly book, and a young man's voice said coldly: "Woman, you're really noisy. Are there always boring things around you day and night? Don't you have any dignity?"

  Su Mo raised an eyebrow, his eyes like a painting, and said slowly: "Sir, haven't you already rested?"

  "What a racket! Can I get some rest?" The young man said irritably.

  "Now that you're out, I'll ask you one thing first." Su Mo smiled slightly.

  "What's wrong?"

  "And I ask you, how can I take off the clothes on me?"

  "You're talking about the Ice Spider Silk?" The young man was taken aback, then said, "This thing is indeed precious, ordinary people can't even afford to wear it, but there's a saying that goes 'to untie a bell, one must find the person who tied it'."

  "Are you saying that only Yu Ran can take it off?" Su Mo's eyes slightly sank.

  "Not bad, only he can take it off for you, otherwise you'll have to wear it all the time." The young man suddenly let out a snicker, and his magnetic voice came through.

  Su Mu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and this time Yu Ran really did provoke her. This person is indeed a complete scoundrel!

  "The fairy maiden, looking down at the red dust with a smile, it's not a dream, only because in a dream of Nanke, it turns out that heroes also have tears. Laughable, the soul is tied to the beauty dream. Since ancient times, heroes have had beauty dreams, but sometimes beauty can be a pit for heroes. The flowers are worth choosing, and men's tears are endless. From now on, I will hide myself in the world. Alright, fairy maiden, I've said a hundred sentences already, if you're not satisfied, I can say another hundred." Yu Ran continued to speak with deep affection.

  "Yu Ran, even if you're as talented as you claim, it's nothing special." Wen Renyi immediately changed his footwork, dodged the attack, and swung his flying sword horizontally, its light flashing once.

  "What's going on with these two...?" The surrounding crowd couldn't help but gaze curiously.

  "Sisters, come and see! There are two handsome men fighting over there!" Meanwhile, the women in the Jade Green Building all stuck their heads out, primping and preening, unable to help but shout loudly.

  "Two handsome men started fighting each other, seemingly because of a woman."

  "That woman is also called a seductress, but standing on such a high rooftop, unfortunately, can't see her appearance clearly."

  Everyone was talking, when suddenly Wen Renyao brandished a long sword and swung it with a loud whoosh. The sword energy was so powerful that it shocked heaven and earth, and made the ghosts and gods weep. It almost solidified the air around them. Yu Ran quickly dodged to one side, and in the distance, an empty house had been chopped in half by Wen Renyao's sword. The onlookers were shocked and let out a chorus of terrified screams.

  Mr. Zhou couldn't help but cover his forehead and said, "This is terrible, how can this be counted as a loss?"

  "Of course, whoever loses pays."

  "Who do you think will win?"

  "Not clear."

  But seeing Wen Renyi's body method was strange and unusual, his sword light came like a wandering dragon, cold light shining everywhere.

  Yu Ran's beautiful eyes slanted, gazing at him with a hint of a smile on her lips, the brush in her hand danced freely, as if it had come to life, moving with a smooth and effortless motion, like clouds drifting across the sky.

  Only to see a pen and a sword, transformed into two rays of light, one green and one white, fiercely colliding with each other. Afterwards, Yu Ran's brush tip landed on Wen Renyi's brow, while Wen Renyi's long sword was already pressed against Yu Ran's abdomen.

  Digression

  All the texts have been revised, the book title has been changed, and the author is working hard to update and write better. Everyone is very enthusiastic every day, thank you for your gifts, I will also try my best. Although there are many restrictions on web novels, both authors and editors are working hard to do their best, so I apologize in advance for any changes that may occur during this period. Don't blame me, dear ones.