Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

Miss Yan Yao was shocked, but unknowingly she and Luo Wusheng had reached a position where they could see the scene in the crowd.

The stage was completely exposed to sight, and Luo Wusheng suddenly discovered that there was a table in front of the stage. A storyteller was holding a paper fan in one hand and talking eloquently behind the table.

"... Look under the crack in the sky, the world-destroying thunder light spreads across the sky, and the great demon that caused the whole demonic chaos finally appears. The shadow of the roc bird covers the sky and the sun, the demonic aura surges, and a single wing makes the demonic wind fill the city. In the blink of an eye, the demonic wind fills the city. In the meantime, the royal city is already in danger..."

As the middle-aged storyteller spoke, an illusory shadow of a roc appeared on the stage, flying high in the sky. The shadow enveloped half of the stage, and black smoke came out from under the stage.

In addition, there was a bear-like shadow on the stage, and on the other half of the stage there were a group of people in various costumes, some making signs of resistance, and some falling to the ground.

Luo Wusheng raised his eyebrows. He could tell at a glance that those phantoms were just illusions, and the black smoke was a prop prepared under the stage.

The people who operate these are behind the scenes...a foundation-building monk and several small Qi refiners.

Monks just know how to play.

"This model of combining storytelling and acting is quite interesting." Luo Wusheng said with a smile.

Miss Yan Yao nodded: "Next, it's your turn... to the Demon Sect's Holy Son, right?"

They arrived a little late, and now this chaotic scene has come to an end.

Luo Wusheng found it interesting. Although he guessed that the plot of the demonic chaos was being played here, he still wanted to know how others would play him.

But I saw the middle-aged storyteller holding a wake tree and clapping it.

Snapped!

"At this critical moment, a young man's figure appeared in the sky above the royal city. The world-destroying sky thunder condensed into his armor, and the endless phoenix flames turned into the robe behind him, like a god and demon coming to the world!"

Suddenly, cheers rang out from the surroundings, and it was obvious that many people were waiting for this scene.

But the "Son of the Demon Sect" who appeared on the stage was a new phantom.

Cough, this is normal, after all, the funds for the Thunder Armor Fire Robe and so on are definitely not enough.

And Luo Wusheng can guarantee that the group of actors were not present at the scene... At that time, his thunder armor and fire robe was real thunder and fire, and it had no final shape, but the phantom on the stage paid more attention to the shape of the armor robe and pinched the phantom. The appearance is only three points similar to myself at most.

But no one cares about this little detail.

Luo Wusheng also watched happily, but saw the "Saint Son of the Demon Sect" on the stage speaking.

"The new master of the demon clan? Oh, in front of my demon sect's holy son Luo Wusheng, do you dare to act recklessly in the land of my human clan?"

"Even if you demon clan demon concubine comes, you can only surrender in front of me, Luo Wusheng... With just a few clicks, Luo can make your entire demon clan disappear into ashes!"

The real Luo Wusheng:?

I'm not! I don't! The little fox can crush me to death with one paw?

Who wrote this line? Our family is suffering from embarrassment cancer. Adaptation is not random fabrication, and drama is not nonsense!

"How could I... the Holy Son of the Demon Sect say such a second-rate... cheap line? This is obviously deviating from the truth, isn't it? It's not like the acting at all!"

Luo Wusheng, who always felt awkward, couldn't help but complain.

As a result, as soon as he finished vomiting, the surrounding eyes gathered around him.

A young man had a bad look on his face: "Look at it if you like it, but get out if you don't!"

A big man shouted angrily: "With the strength of the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, shouldn't he be so proud of the world? You know a lot about the Holy Son of the Demon Sect! Can you still act more like the Holy Son of the Demon Sect?"

A little girl came out to comfort everyone: "Stop arguing, he must have come from outside in the past two days. I don't know that Brother Shengzi's domineering attitude that day is understandable..."

Luo Wusheng: I%\u0026#?*

Miss Daodao next to her made a "puff" sound, but she held it back so hard that she almost laughed out loud.

If you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade.

Section 1 #Volume 2 # Chapter 502 Where is my big marriage contract? (4k)

"Pfft hahaha... Just Luo Wusheng, what do you know about the Holy Son of the Demon Sect hahahaha..."

In a deserted corner of the royal city, a girl wearing a white tiger mask sat on the steps in the middle of the path, clutching her stomach and letting out a barbell-like laugh.

Luo Wusheng, who had just set up a barrier to isolate sound and spiritual consciousness, his face under the mask was darker than the bottom of a pot. He turned to look at the girl: "Hey, that's it. Pay attention to your appearance... Aren't you too ungrateful?"

"...Ahem, you are right. I have undergone special training. No matter how funny it is, I will never... Puff, ho, ho..."

Luo Wusheng turned his head back silently and began to pretend that he was a ball of air.

Miss Yan Yao's eyes narrowed into slits under her mask, and her whole body exuded an aura of joy.

Inadvertently, he gently touched his right wrist with his left hand.

Hee hee, a certain guy is quite bold when he gets emotional... He could bear not to hold his hand when he was walking beside him, but when he just ran away from the crowd, he was Pulling him over in a domineering manner, without giving him any room to refuse...

Well, it's quite cute.

Speaking of which, I haven't laughed so happily in a long time. How many years has it been?

Looking at the young man in front of her who was trying to calm down the atmosphere by pretending that he didn't exist, Miss Yan Yao became interested. She just laughed so much that her face hurt and her stomach hurt, so she stopped laughing and walked over with a smile.

She whispered in Luo Wusheng's ear: "So why didn't you argue with them just now? By running away like this, wouldn't it mean that the 'Saint Son of the Demon Sect' in their eyes is the real Holy Son of the Demon Sect?"

"I'm not bored enough to argue with a group of mortals refining qi."

Luo Wusheng rolled his eyes at the girl next to him and said angrily.

It's impossible for him to expose his identity in such a trivial matter, and he might not be able to defeat those "iron fans of the Holy Son of the Demon Sect" in the end... That would be even more embarrassing than it is now.

Moreover, what those idiotic fans really support now is the overly "deified" Holy Son of the Demon Sect. Luo Wusheng believes that even if he takes the place of the phantom on the stage and personally acts out the real process of demonic chaos, they will still only believe in it. The image that was created in my mind.

So forget it, so as not to have to "Congratulations to Luo Wusheng for winning second place in the Demon Sect Holy Son Impersonation Competition."

Thinking of this, Luo Wusheng glanced at the girl next to him who couldn't stop enjoying himself, then looked up at the night sky and sighed softly: "And let's talk about it...seeing me make a fool of myself once, isn't it you? What’s the purpose of bringing me out tonight?”

Miss Yan Yao's smile suddenly froze under her mask.

"You, what are you talking about, I, I, I don't..."

"Okay, don't you just feel that you have made a fool of yourself... in front of me before, so now you want to get your place back? I guess you and Di Di Fanfan think so."

Luo Wusheng squatted on the ground and drew circles.

After all, this was not the first time he had dealt with a girl who had died in society.

In the past, when Xiaoyu Lishe died, Luo Wusheng would be deceived by the little girl's attitude of pretending to change the story, but it is different now.

Even the real protagonist couldn't help but plan a follow-up revenge... Although it was a follow-up revenge that was a little out of control, his attitude was still shown. After learning all this, Luo Wusheng understood one thing .

People who die in society are attracted to each other... No, people who die in society will definitely find a way to find someone to die in society with them.

Especially those who know her social death experience.

Originally, Luo Wusheng hadn't thought so much tonight, but now, looking at Miss Daodao who was smiling so happily, how could he still not understand?

"Well……"

Miss Yan Yao seemed to know that there was no point in covering up any more. She hesitated and squatted next to Luo Wusheng, hugging her knees and half-burying her face in it.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked: "Do you feel that the image of me in your heart is shattered? I usually look cool and cold, but now I am still acting like a child here?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Luo Wusheng still looked at the night sky and asked rhetorically.

"Tell the truth first and listen."

"The truth is... I have roughly guessed your temperament before. Just think about Night Crow who was flown as a kite before. Although you look serious no matter which incarnation you are, in the end you are just It’s normal for a beautiful sister who is only a few years older than me to be cute in her heart.”

Miss Yan Yao blinked her eyes.

Although I don’t know what cute means...but he said I am a beautiful sister.

(But does it turn out that he already knows me so well?)

Unknowingly, she narrowed her eyes again, and Miss Yanyao tilted her head and asked again: "What about the lies?"

"It's a lie... I haven't made it up yet."

Luo Wusheng said, turning his head to the side, and looked into the eyes that widened after hearing the answer, half smiling.

Daodao immediately realized that this guy was playing tricks on him, and a vein jumped on his forehead. He immediately stretched out a hand and pinched someone's waist hard.

"Ah, it hurts so much, it hurts me so much——"

The Holy Son of the Demon Sect shouted twice perfunctorily in an emotionless voice.

His current physical body is even more powerful than before his resurrection, and his golden body has reached the late stage of Nascent Soul. Coupled with the various effects of Nirvana and rebirth, the girl next to him who does not have three bodies in one has to use 80% of his strength to fight. Move him.

Being able to make the opponent twist his waist at will is the result of him deliberately relaxing.

Miss Yan Yao also realized this, feeling angry but unwilling to admit defeat.

So while adding a little more strength to his hand in a meaningless manner, he said in a provocative tone: "Hmph, you said before that tonight was your first time coming to the Wangcheng Night Market... so when I fell asleep in your mortal body for the first time, , you actually already know everything, right?”

Luo Wusheng's head hurt.

Sure enough, there is still no way to avoid this problem.

"Actually, I just realized that Qilin is actually your mortal body that night... I was just a little skeptical at first, but when I found out that it was Fanfan who was dreaming of me, I was sure of it."

"As expected." Miss Yan Yao raised her chin: "I won't ask you how you first knew about me transforming into three pure beings. Anyway, it's a foregone conclusion... But why did you say mortal things in your dream that day? The younger sister who is in the body of an emperor?"

"You can't directly admit that I already know your biggest secret, right? That will only create a gap between us at that time. Didn't Fanfan fall asleep that night just to confirm whether I was a threat?"

Luo Wusheng said: "Fanfan had already suspected me at that time. It was impossible to completely break away from the relationship, so I could only say that, otherwise I am afraid that even mentioning the demon chaos might arouse your suspicion... After all, this kind of It’s not like I won’t tell you a word, and you will easily believe it.”

Miss Yan Yao's hand on someone's waist relaxed slightly.

She actually guessed the reason.

But in fact, this issue is not what she cares about most now...

"Then...then you gave the jade to Fan Shen in your dream, and said you wanted to marry the 'sister of the empress of the fairy country', and at the end you coaxed Fan Shen, that shameful fool, to turn the dream into a wedding scene, what does that mean?"

"Since you already knew the truth at that time, those words..."

The girl's voice became smaller and smaller, her hands had completely lost strength, and her body was slightly hot.

At this time, her hand that was pinching someone's waist was gently held.

"Those words...are naturally said to my fiancée."

Luo Wusheng slowly stood up and pulled the girl beside him to stand up...but Miss Daodao's steps were a little weak, and she couldn't stand firmly at all, and she fell directly into his arms.

"Bah! Who, who is your fiancée..."

Miss Yan Yao said this, but she didn't break free from the boy's arms. On the contrary, the hand that was originally held was now reversed, and it was held tighter and tighter.

Luo Wusheng is no longer the wooden man he was before, how could he not know the thoughts of the girl in his arms that were almost completely revealed?

So he smiled: "Yeah, who is my fiancée... Why don't we look at the engagement together?"

As he said that, his hand reached into the void.

Then the next moment, his hand froze.

The smiling face under the mask also froze.

Damn! Where is my engagement? Where is such a big engagement?

His change did not hide the girl in his arms... Miss Daodao seemed to remember something, and her originally uneasy mood was suddenly brought back to the original state, and she even couldn't help laughing.

"...If you are looking for the engagement you got outside Jianyu City in Jianzhou, don't look for it. It is in the hands of the emperor now."

Luo Wusheng: "?"

"Come to think of it, I forgot to tell you about this before... On the day of the demon rebellion, when you really started to revive, the engagement and the Human King Sword Sheath were delivered to me at the same time... At that time, I thought you were trying to hint at something, but when I touched the engagement, I inexplicably sensed your resurrected body in the Emperor's Pool."

"Now it seems that this is not your preparation?"

Miss Yan Yao seemed to have returned to normal in an instant, with a smile in her eyes, leaving Luo Wusheng's arms.

However, she held Luo Wusheng's hand without any intention of letting go.

Luo Wusheng was still a little unresponsive.

There is such a thing?

(Wait, the engagement was originally something that the cheap master had someone send for no reason... In other words, it was another trick left by the cheap master? So that my body can be successfully picked up by the female emperor?)

Luo Wusheng twitched his mouth.

He didn't want to care about what his cheap master wanted to do now. He just felt that he had been badly cheated.