Although the ancestors of the Su family and others were afraid of being settled later and wanted to leave, they also wanted to see it. After all, such scenes were rare.
Let me ask, who doesn’t want to hear the love, hatred and hatred of a great emperor?
Since Qin Changsheng didn't say anything, they simply refused to leave and didn't dare to look directly, but their ears were all perked up.
The only one who was not interested was Su Batian. He stared at Qin Changsheng angrily, threatening to cut him in half if he disagreed with him. However, except for the person involved, he was the lowest generation, and the elders did not say anything, so he could only Ability stared.
"Who is she?" Su Murou looked at Qin Changsheng and suddenly asked.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.
"Haha, little sister, I am your senior, the founder of Tianyin Pavilion, Meng Ruyan. Of course, you can call me Sister Meng." Meng Ruyan took over the conversation without waiting for Qin Changsheng's answer.
Dream like smoke!
Qin Zhen and others were shocked, it turned out to be her!
According to rumors, Meng Ruyan's origins are unknown. She single-handedly founded the Tianyin Pavilion that is now spread across the human territory. She is a legendary figure of her generation. However, few people have seen her true appearance. They did not expect to see her here today.
Moreover, it is reported that few people make trouble in Tianyin Pavilion because her cultivation is extremely high, at least at the peak of the Supreme Realm, which is two minor realms higher than the three ancestors of the Qin family.
Unexpectedly, such a legendary woman had a relationship with the ancestor of the Qin family.
This is big news!
At this moment, Qin Zhen called the ancestor 6666, the ancestor is awesome!
Su Murou had paid little attention to outside affairs in recent years, but she was very unfamiliar with this name. She frowned and said coldly:
"Who are you calling sister? You can't even figure out my husband's name and you still call yourself senior?"
She, who was usually gentle and gentle, suddenly became bold. She walked to Qin Changsheng's side and hugged one of his arms, as if she was declaring her sovereignty. However, when she mentioned the word husband, a blush appeared on her face. Then it disappeared.
It would be absolutely impossible for her to do this without a competitor, but now she only knows that she cannot lose!
There was also a hint of superiority in her words, but she didn't expect that not long ago, she didn't know Qin Changsheng's real name.
"So what, I don't care about his true identity. I only know that he was my Ximen Chuixue, the Ximen Chuixue who belonged to me!"
Meng Ruyan did not show any weakness, but walked to the other side of Qin Changsheng and put her slender hands on his shoulders, full of gunpowder.
Hearing this, Qin Changsheng felt guilty.
In his impression, by using the name Ximen Chuixue, he had deceived at least seven or eight women.
Being surrounded by two stunning beauties, one on the left and one on the right, at any other time, he would have been ecstatic, but at this moment, Qin Changsheng just felt like an ant on a hot pot, and he was miserable.
Good luck! You can't beat me, you can't beat me, you can't scold me, after all, it's your own fault!
Seeing that Su Murou was silent, Meng Ruyan continued to pursue the victory:
"You said that Ximen is your husband. Do you have any evidence? You know, he wrote a poem for me that has been handed down from generation to generation. Clouds think of clothes and flowers think of face. The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is rich... Describe me. Have you ever described me? have?"
As soon as this poem came out, the room fell silent.
Even people who don't know much about poetry can feel their scalp numb and shocked.
This is the charm of an eternal masterpiece!
Unexpectedly, the ancestor has such talent, no wonder Meng Ruyan never forgets him.
This poem has been used throughout the ages to describe the pinnacle of beauty. I am afraid that any woman would be unable to extricate herself from the talented man who gave her this poem.
Su Murou's face instantly turned pale and she felt dizzy.
She, who has a lot of knowledge about poetry, clearly understood that she lost. Even though Qin Changsheng had written some poems for herself before, they could not be compared with this poem.
However, it was indeed impossible for her to give up on Qin Changsheng.
"Qin Changsheng! Compose a similar song for me on the spot, otherwise...otherwise..."
She couldn't go on talking anymore. She understood that a poem of this caliber would be enough to leave a mark in history if one wrote it in a lifetime. But if one was asked to write one on the spot, even if the poet was reborn, it would be difficult for him to do it.
So he pinched Qin Changsheng hard to vent his inner dissatisfaction.
"hiss!"
Qin Changsheng pretended to be in pain. With his current emperor's body, of course he couldn't feel any pain.
He rolled his eyes at Meng Yunyan. This little goblin was still irritating Su Murou even though he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
Facing the blame in Qin Changsheng's eyes, Meng Yunyan was not afraid at all. Instead, she puffed up her chest and pressed tightly against Qin Changsheng's body, which made Qin Changsheng feel sour.
He naturally understood Meng Yunyan's nature, and knew that at this moment, he only needed to comfort Su Murou, and he didn't need to worry about Meng Ruyan.
"Okay, let me think about it."
Qin Changsheng said, quickly leaving the two women's side, pretending to walk around the room, lowering his head to think.
After all, being flanked by two stunning beauties, he really couldn't resist.
In this case, we can only learn from (plagiarize) the masterpieces of our predecessors.
"Yes!" Qin Changsheng suddenly stopped.
"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. She looks at the Qingren city and then the Qingren country!"
Su Murou was stunned for a moment. She thought Qin Changsheng was just perfunctory with her, but she didn't expect that in just a few breaths, he actually composed another poem that would be passed down from generation to generation.
Although the focus of this poem is different from the poem Meng Ruyan read just now, they have the same purpose. In describing the artistic conception of beautiful women, they reach a state of heaven and man.
Was this poem really given to me? In his heart, am I so beautiful?
Su Murou's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and an indescribable throbbing filled her heart.
Qin Zhen on the side took a deep breath.
This poem is so terrifying!
Looking at Qin Changsheng, it was like looking at a poetic immortal!
God is indeed fair. God did not give me the qualifications to practice Taoism, but gave me a handsome face and a heaven-defying literary talent. As a mortal, I can capture the heart of the Supreme Being. He is really capable. !
As for the ancestors of the Su family who knew about Qin Changsheng's cultivation, they were even more amazed.
This... what kind of monster is this!
In appearance, he is unparalleledly handsome.
Martial arts, the great emperor of the world.
Literary talent, I'm afraid no one can match it.
If I were a woman, I would probably have stopped sinking.
"Look at Qingren City, look again..." Meng Ruyan on the side repeated, savoring it carefully. Suddenly, she stared at Qin Changsheng with burning eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Qin Changsheng felt a little guilty when she stared at him and looked away. After all, he was standing on the shoulders of giants and copying poems.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host. Meng Ruyan's favorability towards the host has exceeded 90. Congratulations to the host for receiving a random reward above the immortal level. Do you want to claim it now?"
