He didn't immediately compose a poem, but asked instead. "Since Sister Mo wants me to make a poem that will make you famous for eternity, at least tell your little brother your name!"

"Speaking of which, there are really not many people who know my sister's name!" Sister Mo smiled charmingly, and her every move was charming.

"It's just a name, isn't it just for calling!"

"That's right, it's okay for my sister to tell you, you have to remember it, and you can't forget it when you die!"

“... Oh! "If you don't die, you can forget.

Sister Mo hooked the corners of her mouth. "Mo Ting, this is my sister's real name!"

"Poof——! Curvaceous, really good name! Poof-" Shen Nan couldn't help but spray immediately.

For Boss Xianyu and the first bewitching beauty of the Tang Dynasty, this name is not vulgar and indecent. But...

But when he thought that the other party was making the child stop crying, and making the entire Datang and the entire Shenzhou tremble, the Holy Ancestor of Desert Killing who killed one country by one person was actually called by this name, and the contrast was so great that Shen Nan couldn't help laughing.

"Childe! The master is going to be angry. Yue'er kindly reminded that although she didn't know why the master didn't report the name 'Mo Beifei', she didn't speak, and the master must have his own intentions.

"Ahem! I'm sorry! Shen Nan's face was solemn, and he looked at Sister Mo who was snorting lightly.

Mo Tingting ———— "Poof! Shen Nan turned his head vaguely.

"No one has ever been able to catch their breath after laughing at my sister's name." Sister Mo had a # on her forehead, and she raised her hand to give this person who dared to laugh at her a brain scraper.

Shen Nan was taken aback, this person was really not a good stubble, in the face of Sister Mo's blow, he couldn't even see it, let alone react.

"My disciple, it's not your turn to teach the demon girl a lesson, you still have to call him a little uncle according to your seniority!" The airport sister was afraid that she would not take the plane lightly or take the plane to do something, so she secretly blocked Sister Mo's scrape.

"Hmph." Sister Mo withdrew her hand unhappily and stared at Shen Nan with unkind eyes. "Old immortal, believe it or not, I'll come and crush you in person."

"Hey! The old lady didn't believe it. "The airport lady was stunned at all.

"Ahem! Sister Mo, forgive me, I already have a manuscript of poetry, and I will definitely satisfy you. "Shen Nan doesn't continue to die, killing the Holy Ancestor is really not easy to ridicule.

"Really, let's hear it." Sister Mo immediately put aside her dissatisfaction and looked forward to it. "If my sister is not satisfied, don't think that your cheap old immortal who has not yet apprenticed can protect you."

Shen Nan waved his hand confidently. "You are proud of your cultivation and chest combat effectiveness, but in terms of poetry and songs, I am just like Sister Mo."

"Less nonsense."

"Ahem, I lost too much water in the battle just now! Let me finish drinking this jar of wine. Shen Nan took out a jar of old wine, and drank it directly with his mouth uninhibited.

"How can a good poem be without good wine, how about tasting Benhou's 'Buddha and Demon Thoughts'." Wuhou was also a wild scholar, and when he saw Shen Nan's posture, he was even more happy.

As soon as he heard the name, he knew that this was a rare good wine, and Shen Nan was not polite to take it and drink it to his lips. "Ahhh Good wine, really good wine! Sister Mo wants to have an indirect kiss? ”

"It's really not wrong to say that you are a ruffian." Sister Mo raised her eyebrows. "But sister, I like it." Saying so, she still didn't take the wine handed by Shen Nan.

Shen Nan took a few more sips, and mentioned that the wolf was stained with the ink that had been intimately polished by the Oiran, and waved it with the starry sky as paper, which was also a ghost-drawn handwriting, but anyone who knew a little about calligraphy could see that this was no longer a ghost drawing, but a kind of cursive cursive that had never been seen before.

Although he didn't practice calligraphy much, he had seen a calligraphy master write this poem by himself during the mission, and he relied on humane control, although he could not directly interpret calligraphy to become a grandmaster, but it was no problem to draw a gourd in humane way.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. ”

Writing this in one breath, Shen Nan poured a sip of wine and laughed wildly and unrestrainedly.

"It turns out that the poem 'I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone' is perfectly embedded. Really talented. Sister Mo had to convince Shen Nan's talent in poetry.

"The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. Just this opening sentence, I seem to see that Long Zu waved his sleeves, overwhelming mountains and seas, dividing Kyushu, and scolding Fang Xuan's great supernatural powers. "Wuhou is full of anticipation." Seeing this poem, the wine is not a loss! ”

"This bastard!" The only person who felt unhappy was Zhao Ritian, who was defeated.

Shen Nan continued to pick up the pen.

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drink.

Mo Tingting"

Writing this, he paused slightly and poured another sip of wine.

"Pu Qiongyao, will enter the wine, don't stop the glass.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time. ”

"Hahaha! The wine is gone, Lord Wuhou will have another altar! Shen Nan was already a little drunk, but he was in high spirits, and smashed the empty jar on the ground and called for wine.

"You kid should be this 'Buddha and Demon Thought' is white water!" Wu Hou took out another jar with a painful face. "Save some drink, this wine is only sold in the Western Regions 'Mahayana Buddhism', and the quantity is very small and the price is very expensive, and I also spent a lot of money to get a few jars."

Shen Nan didn't care about continuing to drink wildly.

"The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, Long Zu feasted the world, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Long Lin Horse, Phoenix Fox Qiu, Hu Nu will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

This poem of Li Bai's 'Will Toast' Shen Nan was slightly changed to make it more plausible, so that including Wuhou, Mr. Zhuge , Sister Mo, and his airport royal sister master were all fascinated by this poem.

After Shen Nan stopped writing, Cai Qi didn't react until a few seconds later. The words condensed in the void shone with golden light, and a golden light several feet thick rose into the sky, as if it wanted to pierce a hole in this sky.

This kind of momentum, even the previous highest 'Queqiao Immortal' has not been shown, so that everyone can hold their breath and wait for the moment when they witness the miracle and witness the legend are born.

And this moment didn't make people wait too long, and the golden pillar of talent and light was unstoppable and broke the eighty-eight zhang record of 'Queqiao Immortal', and then the momentum gradually slowed down.

"Spread the word. Spread the word. Spread the word to the world..."

I don't know who started, but the talented women on the stargazing platform shouted in unison. You can even hear the shouts of anticipation coming from Yuhang below.

Shen Nan couldn't help but watch nervously until he finally stopped, and at the same time, Sister Mo looked at him.