"The fairy world boss's Wen Taowu strategy, I'm ashamed of myself!"

Wenchang Xingjun kept shaking his head, as if this immortal world boss had completely convinced him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I can compete for the first place in the paper, but today, I voluntarily succumb to the second!"

Wen Quxing's face was also full of shock, if he talked about the articles of the Three Realms, he usually would not admire others.

But today, he served!

"Haha!"

Looking at the various compliments on himself in the group, Tang Xiaohu gained great satisfaction in his heart.

No matter how powerful these immortals are, a person's wisdom is limited, where can they be compared with the splendid civilization of China for 5,000 years.

If you drag out a Li Bai, Du Fu and the like casually, it is estimated that you can crush this Wenchang Xingjun and the like.

Since the immortals have been separated forever, these three realms have lost contact with the earth.

These are the precious treasures that I rely on to pretend.

"Xiaohu, aren't you going to write a poem for Fairy Chang'e, write it and take a look!"

The Jade Emperor's heart is extremely unbalanced, and for many years, Fairy Chang'e doesn't even look at herself.

But today, this mysterious fairy boss actually won her favor.

I can't say that I have to suppress it to see if he has real material.

"Yes, big guy, I'll listen to you!"

The third prince Nezha is definitely a master who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and when he saw that there was excitement here, he immediately coaxed it.

"Kneel and beg the big guy to compose a poem quickly!"

"Kneel and beg the big guy to compose a poem quickly +1"

"Kneel and beg the big guy to compose a poem quickly +11"

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The immortals, Buddhas, and demons in the group also made a commotion.

To be honest, this fairy world boss is strange, and it seems that there is no such person in the Three Realms.

But this guy has Taishang Laojun as a guarantor, and the immortals really have nothing to do with him for a while.

But if you don't have the ability to match, you will inevitably have to suffer the consequences of being slandered by the immortals.

"Xiaohu, look?"

Fairy Chang'e didn't mean that, she didn't want the fairy boss to fall into a dilemma.

But in the words at this moment, Tang Xiaohu still heard a trace of unconcealable expectation.

"Well, if the fairy invites me, then I will compose a poem for you!"

Tang Xiaohu felt an impulse in his heart, and couldn't help but think of that beautiful myth and legend.

The beauty of the fairy Chang'e is a beauty that does not belong to the world, but in the distant past, perhaps the fairy was attached to the mortal world, but it was just a momentary greed that led to the eternal separation of heaven and man.

Maybe the fairy at this time is lonely in heart!

"Fairy, let me send you a song "Looking at the Moon"!"

Tang Xiaohu's mood was agitated, although this poem was not written by himself, nor was it the artistic conception at this time.

But in the dark, Tang Xiaohu had a premonition, maybe Fairy Chang'e at this moment had remorse for back then.

In her heart, she may always remember the man who can shoot the sun with a bow!

Maybe in the hearts of outsiders, Fairy Chang'e is cold, arrogant, and unapproachable.

But Tang Xiaohu understands that all this is because he can't let go of those warm and harmonious ordinary days.

If there is a dead life, if you can choose again, Fairy Chang'e will definitely not make the same choice!

"Moonlight in front of the bed,

It is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon,

Bow your head and miss your hometown! ”

Tang Xiaohu chanted and sang in a low voice, finished reciting this song in a soothing tone, and solemnly sent it to the fairy world chat group.

"Moonlight in front of the window...... It is suspected to be frost on the ground...... Homesickness! ”

At the entrance of the Guanghan Palace, the fairy Chang'e, who was leaning on the railing, chewed on this moon one by one.

Before she was halfway through the reading, Chang'e's tears were already scattered like beads with broken threads.

Thousands of years!

Who understands their own minds?

The loneliness of the Guanghan Palace, the warmth and harmony of the past, one by one, all poured into Chang'e's heart.

But now, there's no going back!

She couldn't contain her feelings anymore and couldn't help but cry.

That cry, in the lonely Guanghan Palace, was extremely sad and desolate.

The tears slanted down and fell on the immortal machine that fell to the ground, and they immediately turned into tearful expressions and surged in the fairy chat group.

"Fairy!"

Seeing the tearful expressions surging in the fairy chat group, the Jade Emperor, who was far away in the apse of the Lingxiao Palace, suddenly stood up, and his fingers had already usurped the immortal machine but he didn't realize it, only the bitterness in his heart was full.

It turned out that she had never forgotten the man who was far away in the mortal world!

So what is my perseverance for so many years!

"Chang'e!"

Zhu Bajie, the messenger of the Pure Altar who was sitting in meditation in Xiaoxitian, also stood up suddenly, and even the nine-toothed nail rake fell to one side.

Now, if he doesn't understand that Chang'e still cares about the man who was once a god, then he will really be a pig's brain.

"I see!"

In the Nether Hanging Temple, Tang He, who was preaching and preaching sutras, suddenly stopped.

Once upon a time, he prayed for hundreds of years in front of the Buddha, but he still did not get an answer.

But today, he had an epiphany and knew all the reasons for right and wrong!

"This time, what happened again?"

Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian, who was still fighting in the sky, trembled violently, as if something terrible had happened.

The border is difficult, but the handsome Erlang Zhenjun is still spotless, and his handsome face is full of perseverance.

It's just that the heart seems to be missing something.

"Well, there has been a change in the fairy world?"

In a certain cave heaven secret realm, Sun Wukong was fighting endlessly, and suddenly his soul was blessed, as if something had arrived, so that Sun Dasheng temporarily stopped the pace of the battle.

"These immortals, love and love are really annoying, how can my grandson be happy alone!"

Sun Wukong pinched his fingers, this matter was actually related to love words, and he was too lazy to pay attention to it at the moment.

The golden hoop rod flipped over, and he was once again engaged in a fierce battle.

The fairy chat group was silent for a long time, and the immortals were all shocked.

The most terrifying power in this world is the power of the heart!

This fairy world boss is really a powerful comparison.

Regardless of whether he has the strength to crown the immortals, it doesn't matter whether he is a real power.

With this ability to directly see through people's hearts, he is definitely the boss of the fairy world.

You don't see, how many immortal cultivators have been cultivating for so many years, but they still don't know how to write the word "human heart".

But he still doesn't understand that the cultivation of the soul is far more important than the high level of force.

Fairy Chang'e is hidden!

The Jade Emperor is hidden!

Zhu Bajie is hidden!

Don is abominated!

The many immortals were silent!

They are thinking silently, thinking about whether they have neglected the cultivation of the soul all these years.

The heart is infinite, the heaven and the earth are wide!

Myself, whether it shackles the development of the soul!

This incident has a far-reaching impact on the development of the fairy world in the future.

But at this time, Tang Xiaohu was not aware at all.

What did he do?

He didn't do anything!

I just mixed what I saw on the Internet into my own thoughts, and then copied a poem and sent it out.

But all the immortals in the group ran away, and they didn't give out red envelopes anymore, and they didn't come to brag about his greatness.

What is the rhythm of this Nima?

I didn't expect what kind of mental impact the asymmetry of information would have on this group of closed immortals.

Tang Xiaohu, who didn't wait for a big red envelope for a long time, could only choose to quit the fairy chat group with a painful face.