"I am deeply impressed by the Night Emperor's fairy-like beauty." Hearing the sound transmission from the Night Emperor's spiritual consciousness, Gu Xu smiled faintly and responded, "But I always believe that instead of pursuing someone who will never The goal of responding is to save this energy and care more about those who love me." As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xu saw that Zhao Yan's rice had been wiped out by her. He took her bowl and scooped out a bowl of mutton soup for her.
At the same time, he was thinking to himself that if Shi Xiaohan was here, the food on this table might not be enough. He would have to order at least ten more portions of the mutton soup.
The Night Emperor quietly watched the three people enjoying themselves at the table, and a complex emotion surged in his heart involuntarily.
The young man in front of him, in terms of appearance, temperament, talent and mind, is not inferior to the Zi Wei from thousands of years ago.
If a thousand years ago, it was this young man who pursued me with love poems day after day, instead of Ziwei, a libertine who likes the new and hates the old, maybe I would have already been in love with him and agreed to him.
The dragon clan is certainly the most proud race in the Lingxiao world.
But when they encounter a powerful enough existence, they will instinctively want to get closer.
After all, as the beloved creatures of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, they also have the desire to inherit a strong bloodline in their bones.
Just as humans are naturally attracted to handsome men and beautiful women, outstanding appearance often represents superior genes.
Although the Gu Xu in front of him was only in the seventh realm, he was born with a body that was in harmony with the Dao. He had the extraordinary potential to control the five major powers, which was unusually attractive to the Night Emperor. force.
In addition, she met Gu Xu’s daughter in Changchun Garden a few days ago.
The bloodline in Zhao Yan's body before Nirvana was reborn was actually not as strong as that of the Yanling clan in the Lingxiao world.
But the daughter she gave birth to, Gu Qingyan, had purer blood than the current leader of the Yanling Tribe.
In the Night Emperor's perception, Gu Qingyan's entire body seemed to be a blazing flame, exuding scorching heat to the surroundings at all times.
With her outstanding qualifications, no matter which force in the Lingxiao world she is in, she will definitely be regarded as the mainstay of the next generation, and will receive the full cultivation and resources of her tribe.
It is extremely rare for this kind of non-intermarriage, where the blood power of the offspring exceeds that of their parents.
Yehuang secretly speculated that this was probably Gu Xu's special physique close to the avenue, which completely awakened the powerful potential in the Yanling clan's bloodline.
"If the dragon clan reproduces with him, will he give birth to a descendant with a bloodline so powerful that it is almost like the Azure Dragon God?" A joke-like thought flashed through the Night Emperor's mind.
However, she quickly shook her head and dismissed this unrealistic idea.
In the Lingxiao world, the female dragons are all arrogant and arrogant, and even their clan may not be able to impress them, let alone a human male.
AgainOr, Taishang Haotian is probably leading a few allies at this moment to carry out mass killings of her clansmen. There are probably only a few clansmen left alive.
If this were not the case, she would not have ended up living in the wilderness, pinning her hopes of revenge and rescuing her sister on Gu Xu.
"My Mr. Gu," while the Emperor of the Night was meditating silently, Zhao Yan took a sip of mutton soup, looked at Gu Xu beside her with a smile, and said with a somewhat flattering expression. He said in a tone of voice, "As we all know, your poetic talent is unparalleled in the world, and countless literati are full of praise."
Shangguan Jin immediately answered: "But the two spells in your Jinghong pen are both "The Sapphire Case" written for Sister Xiaohan is highly praised by literati."
Zhao Yan continued: "If it were passed down to future generations and people saw it, I'm afraid you would only have eyes for Sister Xiaohan. There is no such thing as us!"
Shangguan Jin also nodded, tugged on his sleeves and said, "Brother, write some poems for us! You are a great poet with great talent, how could you do this? There are only so many works?"
The two women sang in harmony, as if they were talking about cross talk, and it was obviously a drama that had been discussed long ago.
It must be said that the recent relationship between the two of them is quite subtle.
On the surface, they are harmonious and harmonious, but secretly they fight openly and secretly. There is no doubt that they are a pair of plastic sisters.
But sometimes, they can cooperate in a tacit understanding - especially when they come to him to ask for something.
Gu Xu smiled helplessly and thought to himself: These are really two greedy women. It was not enough to feed them physically last night. Today, they have to feed them mentally. < /p>
As a time traveler, although he memorized many poems during his nine years of compulsory education, there were not many poems about love.
At this moment, what could clearly emerge in his mind were only a few classic sentences.
Most of these poems are about the pain of lovesickness, which is really not suitable for today's occasion.
"If Gu Lang doesn't have a great poetic talent, how could Jinghong Bi recognize you as its master?" Zhao Yan deliberately showed a resentful look and glanced sideways at Gu Xu, "Smelly man, you It's obviously partial."
Gu Xu shook his head slightly.
For the sake of harmony in the backyard, he only took out pen and paper from Xianyunju.
"I can't think of a complete poem right now. I only have some scattered sentences in my mind. Why don't I write two sentences for you to read first?" he said.
Zhao Yan curled her lips in dissatisfaction and wanted to continue bargaining with him.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Shangguan Jin had a bright smile on his face and said softly: "Brother is willing to write poems for us. Even if it is just a scattered sentence, it is the most precious gift in the world. , we are already very happy.”
After Zhao Yan heard this, she glared at her displeasedly and complained in her heart: Humph, this despicable and shameless woman clearly agreed to stand on the united front, so why did she suddenly rebel and surrender? The stinky man is changing his tricks every night to take advantage of us, and you, the treacherous guy, are the culprit!
Shangguan Jin's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and the corners of her mouth raised higher, as if to tell her: Queen, in the harem of Daxia, there are no permanent allies, only your majesty forever.
The crow outside the window suddenly became energetic and stared at the white paper in front of Gu Xu attentively.
The Night Emperor was very curious. The two women had blown him off his feet. Was it because ugliness was not in the eye of the beholder, or was he really talented? Comparing Gu Xu's poetic talent with that of Zi Wei, who is stronger or weaker?
"Don't read it yet," Gu Xu said to the two expectant ladies, "I will show it to you after I finish writing."
The two hesitated for a moment, and then He suppressed his curiosity and turned around.
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