Male transmigrates into female: The male protagonists all love to eavesdrop on my innermost thoughts

She was going all out; what did it matter if she set aside her pride and confessed her feelings to them first? There had been too many changes in this life; she was willing to make concessions.

To be honest, Bai Luoluo's mind has been quite chaotic lately, and she finds it difficult to think about problems as calmly as before.

Because whenever she felt confident that the next step of the plan could be implemented without hesitation, Mu Yunya would always jump out and disrupt it at the right time.

Take Huangfu Zixi for example. From the moment Bai Luoluo used the Resurrection Pill to revive the King of Nanyue, she planned to use this to win over Huangfu Zixi's favor.

But after Mu Yunya saved Old Master Long using the same method, she dared not act rashly again.

What if Mu Yunya had been able to produce a treasure like the Resurrection Pill back then? And she even managed to heal Huangfu Zixi right in front of Zi Que.

Otherwise, how could Huangfu Zixi have suddenly regained consciousness back then?

The child in the story didn't live that long.

Before figuring out that Mu Yunya's amazing abilities only came into existence during the two years she disappeared, Bai Luoluo wasn't prepared to take the risk.

No matter how many tricks Mu Yunya has up her sleeve, I have to explain things clearly to A Yuan and the others today.

Delaying this any longer will only make things more complicated.

With a slight smile, amidst the shouts, he turned his gaze to the private booth.

"Since everyone has been so kind in inviting us, let's welcome our male god to the stage!" After saying that, he winked innocently at the five people.

"Get on stage! Get on stage!"

"We can't let our goddess perform a solo act on stage."

"The male god is coming on stage..."

The calls around them grew louder and louder. Logically, since they had arrived, Huangfu Zique and the others should have gone up and said a few words.

But you're not here for a banquet today.

Moreover, only in this way can it better fit the premise that they are angry with her.

Several layers of formations had already been set up inside the manor, and countless experts were hidden in the mountains.

Now we just have to wait for Bai Luoluo to make the first move, and then everyone can counter her moves.

In this vibrant and youthful space, no one could see the six figures who were completely out of place with their surroundings.

The six people were in no way inferior to centenarians.

The difference is that their backs are as straight as pine trees, their eyes are clear and bright, and their movements are as agile and fluid as those of young people.

With their dazzling costumes, they really looked like an older character dressed up by a young person in a fantasy drama.

The barriers set up by the six individuals not only deceived everyone in the hall, but even the small giant pit failed to detect them.

"It's true that timing is everything. I'm sure it won't be long before we can enjoy the children's wedding feast here!" The old and gratified Fenyu God nodded to the girl on the stage.

Not bad, not bad, this child is very pleasing to her eye at first glance.

In terms of both appearance and temperament, she was in no way inferior to the celestial maidens and goddesses of the divine realm.

The Azure Wood God stroked his long beard and nodded in agreement. He was handsome and dignified, a perfect match for his son, Zique.

Emperor Wen, the Divine Lord, flicked his sleeves and, like the others on the field, conjured up an exquisitely arranged fruit platter. He then used a slender jade hairpin to pick up a piece of fruit and put it in his mouth.

When she looked at Bai Luoluo, her eyes also revealed an expression of appreciation.

This woman has some of her former charm; when it comes to the man she likes, she boldly declares her ownership in public.

It's no wonder that the elderly people thought Bai Luoluo was currently courting their grandson.

This is because intimate photos of the six people are hung everywhere in the hall.

Who hasn't been young? This looks like a classic marriage proposal scene.

It is not uncommon in the divine realm for a woman to seek five male companions.

Words like "fickle" or "promiscuous" simply don't exist in the realm of gods.

Even if you have the ability to beg for fifty or a hundred, you'll only get a compliment from others.

Living for millions or tens of millions of years is a real ordeal if there are so many rules and regulations restricting personal freedom.

Immortals should be carefree; the younger generation can plan their relationships however they like.

There was no dispute regarding whether she married into the family or moved in with her husband's family.

Because the offspring born must be included in the genealogy of the family that is most powerful.

Very fair rules.

Therefore, the thoughts of the Divine Venerable Pink Jade and his ilk are completely opposite to those of the elders like Lady Huangfu.

As long as Bai Yatou can break the restrictions imposed on these families by the Heavenly Dao, everyone would be happy to see their grandsons marry into her family.

Anyway, the kids will eventually get tired of playing with the toys and return to their families.

Only one of the Dragon Gods was not paying attention to Bai Luoluo, but kept his gaze fixed on Long Yuan.

I just heard the people downstairs calling my grandson's name.

This grandson actually used a name from the divine realm.

Wasn't his first incarnation surnamed Li or Sun?

The children's names were all chosen by the elders in the family.

Could it be that the Dragon family of this realm has some connection with the Dragon family of the God Realm?

Otherwise, it would be too much of a coincidence.

Not only did he have the surname Long, but he also chose the character Yuan.

If Little Giant Pit were to hear these words, he would tell him that the Dragon Clan of this world has no connection whatsoever with his own Dragon Clan.

However, the original author was too lazy to give the protagonists nice names in each life, so from this life onwards, the families in which the five male protagonists are reborn will all have these five surnames.

The name will not change.

The Dragon God didn't dwell on the name issue for long; he had already started thinking about another problem.

Although this grandson is not the same grandson as the other, his spirit is still the same.

The spirit directly influences his main personality traits in each of his lifetimes.

Isn't it said that they are destined to be together for ten lifetimes? And this lifetime should be almost over. Why does this kid seem to have no interest in Bai Yatou at all?

His eyes were filled with disgust and rejection?

Did I come to the wrong person? Isn't this his son?

Possessed by an evil spirit?

My heart skipped a beat. It wasn't impossible; otherwise, those old guys wouldn't have traveled so far to come to this realm.

As I pondered this, I started calculating.

When a golden wisp of mist drifted from his body toward the child, the doubt on the old Dragon God's face deepened.

It's his own grandson! This is a soul-searching examination of kinship, absolutely no exaggeration.

However, before the Dragon God Venerable could figure out the reason, another purple mist line, weaker than the golden line, began to emerge from his heart.

In the blink of an eye, the purple line floated out of the hall and was rapidly extending in a certain direction.

The Dragon God looked completely stunned.

He stealthily glanced at his old friends.

To avoid being ridiculed for having unrealistic ideas, I didn't react immediately.

Instead, he calmly and carefully examined the purple mist line. "Are you seeing things?"

He just used a kinship detection technique; the Heavenly Dao of this realm is far stronger than everyone imagined.

Things like intimacy, even in the realm of gods, don't require special spells; he can sense the children simply by their proximity.

She lowered her eyes and stared intently at the purple line extending from her heart.