Chapter 201 Lu Ming
First, the fluttering hem of her clothes.
Then there was her long, ink-black hair.
at last.
It's a face.
A face that makes heaven and earth hold their breath.
His eyebrows were like swords drawn to his temples, and his eyes, like stars, held a commanding presence.
His face was as fair as jade, with distinct features.
The exquisiteness of her features even surpassed that of any stunning beauty who had appeared before.
But she has no feminine qualities whatsoever.
Instead, it is full of a unique charm that perfectly blends masculinity and femininity.
Especially those eyes.
Profound and serene, yet it seems to hold countless stars within.
now.
In the picture, he has a smile on his lips.
That smile.
It carries a hint of wickedness, a hint of arrogance, and a hint of nonchalant laziness.
Evil and arrogant.
These four words found their most perfect interpretation at this moment.
Immediately afterwards.
A line of golden characters slowly appeared beside that peerless face.
The brushstrokes flow like dragons and snakes, powerful and elegant.
[Number One on the Charm Ranking—Human Race: Lu Ming!]
quiet.
A deathly silence.
The entire Jialing Pass battlefield was fought by a million people.
At that moment, not a single breath could be heard.
Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, as if they had been frozen in place.
It was a man!
The person who surpassed the Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena and topped the Douluo Continent's charm ranking was actually a man!
and.
It's still that god of death, Lu Ming!
Whoosh—!!!
After a brief silence, a tremendous uproar erupted.
"My God! It really is Lord Lu Ming!"
On the Spirit Empire's side, countless female spirit masters screamed, some even fainting on the spot from excitement.
Even the male soul masters looked at the scene on the sky with a sense of shame and inferiority.
no way.
The gap is too big.
It's not just a difference in appearance, but a gap in temperament.
Meanwhile, the Heavenly Dou Empire was filled with wails of despair.
Morale plummeted to rock bottom in that instant.
Those are their enemies.
He was a terrifying being who had just brutally murdered one of the Shrek Seven Devils right in front of them.
But now.
Looking at that face, they couldn't muster even the slightest hatred.
This is absurd.
But that's the real value of being number one on the charm list.
That's what makes Lu Ming so terrifying.
The images on the sky did not stop.
As if to prove that this first place was well-deserved, countless fragments began to flow in the painting.
The first scene.
It is a valley full of blooming flowers.
Lu Ming sat cross-legged among the flowers, with an ancient zither in front of him.
His long, slender fingers gently plucked the strings.
Although no sound could be heard, everyone could feel the atmosphere.
High mountains and flowing water, a true friend is hard to find.
At that time, he didn't seem like an assassin; he was more like a celestial musician who had descended to earth.
Refined and elegant, noble and pure.
The scene changes.
It was a snowstorm in the far north.
Lu Ming stood atop a towering snow-capped mountain, holding a jug of turbid wine in his hand.
He tilted his head back and drank.
The liquor dripped down his chin, soaking his clothes.
He didn't care at all, and instead burst into laughter.
That moment of boldness and unbridled spirit stirred the blood of countless men.
This is a man's romance.
Immediately afterwards.
The scene turned somber.
That was a battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Lu Ming stood alone with his sword, his white robes stained with blood.
He moved through the vast army as if it were nothing.
With each swing of the sword, a group of enemies fell.
His eyes were completely calm, even carrying that signature wicked smile.
Violent aesthetics.
This was vividly portrayed in the scene.
Even murder can be done in a way that is pleasing to the eye.
And the last scene.
But it made everyone present blush.
It was a luxuriously decorated bedroom.
Red candles flicker, and light gauze dances gracefully.
Lu Ming lay on his side on the bed, his clothes half-undone, revealing his strong and perfect chest.
His eyes were dreamy and affectionate.
A hand gently lifts the chin of a woman off-screen.
Although the woman's face could not be seen.
But the doting look in Lu Ming's eyes was a tenderness that could melt even the coldest ice.
It caused countless women to fall completely in love at that moment.
If only I could be looked at by such eyes.
Even if I die immediately, it's worth it.
Four scenes.
The elegance of playing the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
A wild and unrestrained wanderer with a sword.
Ruthless and decisive in killing.
A tender and affectionate charm.
Every moment is filled with fatal attraction.
This isn't a human being.
This is clearly a walking embodiment of hormones!
"Is this... the number one winner?"
Zhu Zhuqing muttered to herself.
She looked at Lu Ming in the picture, and then at the real Lu Ming standing not far away.
My mind was shaken.
The rain is still falling.
But at this moment, apart from Tang San and the few Shrek remnants kneeling in the mud, no one cared about the raging wind and rain.
Everyone's soul was captivated by the light and shadow that flowed across the sky.
The story of the successful candidate in the imperial examination was not yet finalized.
After the red candles in the palace flickered, the scene rippled like water, changing once more.
This time, it's not just a simple still image.
Instead, it's a moving image.
The image was extremely clear, so clear that even the tiny dust particles floating in the air were clearly visible.
The scene is in front of a dressing table.
The bronze mirror was bright, reflecting a face that could bewitch all living beings.
It was none other than the Silver Dragon King, Gu Yuena, who had just ranked second on the charm list.
In ordinary times, Gu Yuena is aloof and noble, like a goddess from the heavens, making people dare not look directly at her.
But in the picture, she has shed her aloofness.
She wore a simple white nightgown, her long hair flowing over her shoulders like a silver river.
She sat quietly.
Behind her stood the man dressed in pristine white.
Lu Ming.
He held a green snail-shaped ink stick in his hand.
Leaning slightly forward.
With his left hand, he gently lifted Gu Yuena's exquisite chin, while with his right hand, he held a brush and tenderly traced her brows.
The movements are very slow.
Very fine.
Lu Ming's gaze was extremely focused; even in the face of a life-or-death battle, it probably wouldn't be as serious as he was at this moment.
He wasn't drawing his eyebrows.
He is crafting a unique and unparalleled treasure.
And Gu Yuena.
This is the supreme ruler of the soul beast race, the one who makes even the most ferocious beasts in the core of the Star Dou Great Forest tremble.
At this moment, however, she resembles a docile kitten.
She raised her head slightly, and there was no trace of murderous intent in her purple eyes.
Yes, it was love that was about to overflow.
There was also a hint of shyness.
Their gazes met in the bronze mirror.
Lu Ming's lips moved, as if he were saying something.
Gu Yuena's cheeks flushed instantly, and she gave him a coquettish glare.
The charm at first glance.
It is enough to shame all flowers and make the world lose its color.
After finishing her makeup, she lowered her brows and asked her husband, "Is my eyebrow makeup fashionable?"
The warmth flowing between the two was so intense it was impossible to dispel.
That was their own little world.
No one else can get in.
"Oh my god..."
On the walls of Jialing Pass, countless people were mesmerized by the sight.
Who would have thought?
Lu Ming, who had just crushed Ma Hongjun's neck with one hand, was like a demon from hell.
Who knew he had such a gentle side?
(End of chapter)