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Chapter 53: Marrying into the Red Mansion?

I stared at your legs?

Zhang Yu was speechless. He was just wondering why stockings appeared in this martial arts world.

This female disciple from the Red Tower Sword Pavilion is too self-indulgent.

Before he could explain.

The girl in front of him blushed and said expectantly, "Young man, since you like looking at my legs, why don't you follow me back to Honglou Jiange? I'll show you every day..."

No, you're not sick, are you?
Zhang Yu looked at the girl in front of him with an expectant look on her face. He had already concluded in his heart that this was the perverted servant who was after his beauty.

Ever since I started practicing Tianren Huasheng Gong, the number of times I encounter women with lower status has increased.

It seems that being too beautiful is also a kind of trouble!

"Girl, I'm not interested in looking at your legs!"

Zhang Yu said coldly: "I'm just more interested in the black stockings on your legs!"

"Huh? Oh oh oh!"

A hint of disappointment flashed across the face of the Jiange girl. She came closer to Zhang Yu and said, "Young man, you're talking about snow silk black silk, right? This stuff is very expensive. A pair costs one or two ounces of gold!"

“It’s definitely more expensive!”

Zhang Yu nodded in acknowledgment.

When I was a farmer, I could only earn three or five taels of silver a year.

In this world, one tael of gold can be exchanged for about ten taels of silver.

In other words, the original body had to work for two or three years without eating or drinking to buy a pair of black stockings for the female warrior to wear on her feet. This is really ironic.

As expected, in any world, the joys and sorrows of the upper and lower classes are different!
"Hehe, young man, the black snow silk produced by the Tiangong Sect is not only expensive, but also in short supply. It's difficult for ordinary female warriors to buy it..."

The girl from Jiange began to show off her background, hoping that Zhang Yu would look at her differently!

"Tiangong Sect?"

Zhang Yu ignored the background of the girl and started asking about the sect again.

He is somewhat interested in this sect.

Since the Tiangong Sect can make stockings, it seems that the sect’s technology is quite powerful.

“Yes, although the Tiangong Sect can create some novel things from time to time, they are all crazy.

I heard recently that they are planning to build a flying ship and then climb to the sun and moon to seek the elixir of immortality from the immortals. Do you think they are crazy?

The girl said helplessly.

After all, in this world, even warriors at the Zhengang realm cannot fly to the moon, nor can they survive forever in the starry sky of the universe.

So her behavior towards these crazy people was not nice at all.

“I do have an idea!”

Zhang Yu did not comment on this.

In the past, rockets and spaceships were able to launch into the universe. The Tiangong School in this world has such an idea. If we study it carefully, it is not impossible.

Seeing Zhang Yu remain silent, the girl pouted and said, "Young man, since you want to participate in the competition for the divine sword of our Red Tower Sword Pavilion, then follow me!"

"Then I'm sorry to bother you, girl!"

Zhang Yu said with a smile.

The girl hurriedly responded, "Don't bother!"

She didn't expect that she would meet such an extremely handsome man just when she was out on patrol.

At this moment, she felt itchy all over, and she wished that Zhang Yu would marry into the Red Tower Jiange family immediately, so that she could rape him and enjoy himself every day!

Zhang Yuke had no idea what this servant girl was thinking.

Led by the girl, the two of them talked and laughed as they walked, and the atmosphere was very pleasant!
As for Murong Xiaohua.

This embarrassment has been forgotten by both of them. A long time has passed.

Murong Xiaohua finally stopped crying and gradually returned to normal.

He looked in the direction Zhang Yu and the others had left, his eyes gradually narrowing as he muttered, "The fission divine power has been cultivated to such a degree, it seems this great elixir is of extraordinary opportunity!"

"It's a pity that he's still at the True Qi stage. It seems he needs to be nurtured for a while before he can reach the True Yuan stage!"

"And this woman, her voice really sounds a bit like my mother's. She really scared me just now. It seems I have to plug my ears with something recently."

He suffered from severe traumatic hyperreaction to his mother's voice since childhood.

Whenever I hear it, I will burst into tears and be unable to move.

As for the reason, he felt a chill when he thought about his mother who was now imprisoned at the bottom of Xingyue Lake in Shuiyue Villa!

……

A red attic built of a large number of bricks and stones, about a hundred feet high, stands quietly on the waveless seashore, standing firm regardless of wind and rain.

This attic is the legendary Red Tower and Sword Pavilion.

now.

Under the Red Building and Sword Pavilion, a large number of people from the martial arts world gathered. They pointed at the hundred-meter-high building and discussed non-stop with excited tone.

"Brother Xiao, I heard that the Red Tower Sword Pavilion has taken out the Heaven-Falling Divine Sword. Whoever wins the competition will own the sword!"

"Yeah, I heard that holding this divine sword can increase the power of one's true energy by 30%. That's incredible!"

"Tsk! Do you really think this divine sword is so easy to obtain? I think it's better to just get a random ranking and then form a bond with the female disciples of the Red Tower Sword Pavilion. That way, you can be considered backed by a powerful force..."

"..."

Listen to these chattering words.

Zhang Yu asked the girl beside him, "I understand seizing the divine sword, but what does it mean to simply obtain a rank and establish a bond with your disciples?"

"Hehehe, Brother Zhang, you don't know that this is not only the Divine Sword Competition, but also the Honglou Sword Pavilion's Son-in-Law Selection Competition.

As long as you win a certain ranking in the Sword Competition, you can marry into our Sword Pavilion and marry one of our female disciples!"

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhang Yu was a little surprised.

The girl blushed as she said, "Yes, yes, if Brother Zhang is interested in our Jiange, you might as well choose me..."

Zhang Yu took a look at the girl's figure and saw that she was less than 1.5 meters tall and had some freckles on her face. He shook his head secretly.

He doesn't want this figure.

Moreover, he came here to fight for the divine sword and improve his strength, not to become someone else's son-in-law.

In this world, the status of a live-in son-in-law is lower than that of a dog. He has to do all the dirty and tiring work, but he can't even sit at the table for meals!

How could a great hero like me fall to such a state!

Unless Honglou Jiange invites him to be the master, no dog will marry into the family!

Under the guidance of the girl, Zhang Yu registered casually and got a license plate.

Afterwards, the girl said goodbye to him reluctantly.

As for this, Zhang Yu naturally wanted to part ways as soon as possible.

He had already seen that this girl with freckles on her face had fallen for his beauty and wanted to rape him!
I am not a casual person!
Entering the Red Mansion's Jiange, Zhang Yu followed the description on the sign and came to the door of a room with the number Ding No. 1 written on it.

Just as I was about to go in, a pleasant voice came to my ears.

"You stop!"

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(End of this chapter)