Chapter 100 Who can pass the love

Looking at the second young master Liu in front of him, Shang Xin suddenly smiled. He did not hate the playboy in front of him at all. On the contrary, he thought he was very interesting. Shang Xin had never met such an interesting person before.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here until you come back." Shang Xin said with a smile.

The second young master Liu Rufeng nodded with satisfaction, and without even saying a word, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant. The second young master Liu was a little different from the ordinary young master of aristocratic family. He was very self-aware. Even though he knew that he was not good, he would never force himself to take action, nor would he say too ruthlessly. Undoubtedly, he was a smart person.

Shang Xin sat by the window and looked at it. This location was indeed the best location on this street. He clearly saw Mr. Liu walking from the restaurant to the street, then turning into an alley, and going to another street.

The situation on the other street was gone, and Shang Xin was not interested in seeing it. Seeing that Mr. Liu had left, Shang Xin also stood up and walked out of the restaurant. He did not walk the alley where Mr. Liu was walking, but went in the opposite direction. While walking, Shang Xin was muttering: "I am just waiting for you there."

Of course, Shang Xin is not stupid. Shang Xin is not a humble gentleman who can speak for himself, nor is he a hero who stands upright and upright.

In a strange place, I offended a man who seemed very powerful for no reason, and then waited for the man to bring the rescue back to deal with him?

Shang Xin is not an arrogant person. Even if he is a little arrogant, he is not so arrogant that he thinks he is invincible in the world. Therefore, Shang Xin quietly walked a few streets and went back to the inn.

After staying in the inn for two days, Shang Xin didn't go anywhere. It was not until the early morning of the third day that Shang Xin left his room and pushed open the door of the inn.

There was nothing on the street. As soon as the door was pushed open, milky white mist floated in and filled the entire room.

Shang Xin is sixteen years old this year. In 16 years, Shang Xin has never seen such a big fog.

If you are in that best location, you will definitely not be able to see the situation on the street now, and you will not be able to see it at all.

Shangxin walked out of the door and into the fog.

No one could see him, nor could he see others. But Shang Xin did study this road very well. In the thick fog where he could not see his fingers, he quickly walked to the street of the city lord's mansion. Shang Xin did not go to the restaurant because he could not see anything in the restaurant.

Although Shang Xin has super strong mental power, Shang Xin believes that even if he uses his own mental power, he will not see the Imperial Sage who is in line with his mental power. His mental power cannot even see the green lion in the Qingluan Mountains. The green lion can be considered as the level of the spiritual realm even if it reaches the sky.

Mental power is not omnipotent, there is no omnipotent existence in this world.

Although he could not see the Huangzhe, Shang Xin could still see many things on the street. He did not use his eyes, but consciousness. When he discovered consciousness, Shang Xin saw two bronze lions in front of the city lord's mansion. At this time, two big red silk flowers were tied to the lion, and there were two big red flowers on the gate of the city lord's mansion, which were redder than blood. On both sides of the door were still ten soldiers carrying swords, still murderous intent.

Shang Xin's consciousness reached the soldiers, and the ten soldiers turned their heads in unison and looked at the place where Shang Xin stood.

Shang Xin quickly withdrew his consciousness. Consciousness is not omnipotent. The ten soldiers were at most at the fifth level of the Combination Realm, but they had already felt Shang Xin's consciousness.

The street was already full of people, gathering on both sides of the street. Among these people, there were no one who had a combined level of more than 5th floors, and Shang Xin could no longer find out his consciousness. So Shang Xin stood obediently in a corner, and he could only look with his eyes and listen with his ears.

But the fog was too big and he couldn't see anything. Today, it was really not a good weather for Shang Xin. It was very likely that this annoying fog made him lose the opportunity to get to know Huang Zhe.

Fortunately, although the fog can cover people's eyes, it cannot block people's ears. Shangxin can still hear the sounds of people nearby.

"Do you know when the sedan chair will come? Can you see Huang Zhe with such a big fog?" This is the voice of a woman. The woman is still very young. There is a hint of heat in her voice. Although Huang Zhe is marrying the eighteenth woman, there are still many women who are crazy about him, which can be heard from this voice.

"My sister is the maid of the City Lord's Mansion. Yesterday I heard from my sister that the sedan chair will not arrive at nine o'clock, and the fog should dissipate at that time." It was still the voice of a young woman.

"Please bless the great omnipotent guardian god, so that the damn fog will dissipate as soon as possible. If I can't see the prince with my own eyes today, I will live in regret for the rest of my life." This is still the voice of a woman, but this voice is no longer young, at least it must be outside forty.

Women outside of forty should have long passed the age of fantasy and dreaming, and women in forty should have learned to face reality.

However, a forty-year-old woman still said such words.

Even Shang Xin, who had always hated Huang Zhe, couldn't help but think that Huang Zhe must be a man who is very attractive to women.

Time passed by little by little, but men spoke very little. Women were always whispering.

It was about to arrive soon at 9 o'clock, but the sedan chair had not arrived yet. The fog had not dissipated. Not only did it not dissipate, but it became much thicker.

When Shang Xin just arrived here, he could still vaguely see a little outline close to the people around him, but now he can't see at all. Even if you lie on another person's face, you can't see the other person's appearance.

There were already women's crying in the crowd, which was the crying of Huang Zhe's disappointment and regret.

Shang Xin's brows were also frowning. Although he was not crazy about Huang Zhe, if he could not see Huang Zhe this time, Shang Xin would be disappointed. No matter what, if his enemy appeared in front of him, but he could not even see his appearance, this should indeed be a disappointing thing.

It seemed that it had already reached nine o'clock, but the sedan chair had not arrived yet. Maybe it had arrived, but it was invisible.

Shang Xin suddenly remembered Fu Shui. In Yu'er's thatched hut, Fu Shui said that he was the strongest master in Tianguang City. He also said that he would come to meet Huangzhe for a while today.

Is he here now? If he really comes, he should be in the crowd. If the sedan chair comes, can Fu Shui see it? If he can't see it, will he not be able to win the imperial sect today?

Just as Shang Xin was thinking this way, Shang Xin suddenly saw Fu Shui.

The fog has not dissipated yet, but it has disappeared.

Fu Shui stood in the middle of the street, and there was still a thick milky white in the distance, but there was no fog around him.

He was still dressed in black, his face was still pale and haggard. He stood there lonely, looking extremely lonely.

There are people on the streets. Although no one is standing in the middle of the street, Fu Shui is still standing in the crowd. Shang Xin was right. No matter where this person stands, he is lonely and lonely.

His people seem to be out of place with this world, and he seems not to have come to this world, but if he comes, he will be destined to be lonely.

Life is short, like a dream and a illusion, and joys and sorrows are nothing but water flows eastward.

His name is really compatible with his people, and he may have been destined to be lonely from the day he was born.

"Ah, who is that person? It's so cold and charming. I like it very much." Undoubtedly, this is a woman's voice. Fu Shui's loneliness can also attract women. In the eyes of women, loneliness turns into coldness.

"His eyes are so deep, his people are so decadent. How could there be such a man in the world? If he could marry him, it would be worth it even if he died now." Undoubtedly, this is also the voice of a woman. Fu Shui's loneliness has been sublimated and can actually make others die.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong, several sounds were heard in a row, and Shangxin could hear that this was the sound of a person falling to the ground. Shangxin could also see that several women were stunned for a moment after seeing Fushui. Fushui's charm was sublimated again.

From the moment Fu Shui stood on the street, the fog around him dissipated little by little, and the people on the street also appeared little by little. Of course, this did not dissipate naturally. As long as people who had a clear mind knew that the dissipation of the fog was related to the people standing in the center of the street.

What kind of power can dissipate half of the street?

Shang Xin absolutely couldn't do this. This was not to use spiritual energy to force the fog to disperse, and there was no spiritual energy on Fu Shui's body.

Shang Xin could not help but be shocked, but at the same time, Shang Xin couldn't help laughing. He really didn't expect that Fu Shui had such great charm that it could make a woman fall or even fall into a coma.

I don’t know if the women are too fragile or Fu Shui is too charming, but Shang Xin knew that the women here did not have the chance to get Fu Shui’s heart, because Fu Shui’s heart was in that thatched hut. Shang Xin knew it from the sight of Fu Shui.

Shang Xin also knew that although the women here could not get Fu Shui's heart, Fu Shui would not get the heart of the woman in the thatched hut. Otherwise, Fu Shui would not have appeared here today, and he seemed to be very indifferent to everything.

However, he is still alive and his heart is not dead. He is here just to prove something.

Is it prove that he is better than Huang Zhe? Or something else?

Shang Xin didn't know either. But Shang Xin felt vaguely that even if Fu Shui could beat Huang Zhe, he might not be able to win Yu'er's heart.

Yu'er seemed to hate Fu Shui very much. That was not the annoying of happy enemies. The type of beating was beaten well. Shang Xin could clearly feel that Yu'er's annoyance of dealing with water came from the bottom of her heart, which was a deep disgust.

Shangxin believes that Fushui can feel it.

But Shang Xin never expected that Fu Shui had been guarding the thatched house for ten years.

Ten years, for a person, a woman who may make him suffer for the rest of her life.

Fu Shui's loneliness today is all because of her.

Some people are destined to be a tragedy from the day they are born, just like their name. Tragic people are usually people with the most affectionate nature.

Fu Shui's name carries a deep loneliness. What about Shang Xin? Sad?

The horizon in the distance was still rich and milky white, but the fog on this street had dissipated.
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