Then, under everyone's gaze, Zhang Heng slowly took out the things in the space, and then put them on the wooden table where Wu Ya was playing the piano just now.

Seeing what Zhang Heng took out, in an instant, everyone was petrified, and then, a burst of incomparably fierce laughter erupted at the scene.

Because, what Zhang Heng took out was a pair of pen, ink and paper inkstones, and it was the most ordinary pen, ink and paper inkstone.

Although they don't write on weekdays, these things, just by looking at them, can know that they are ordinary to the extreme, and they can even be called garbage.

Seeing this scene, everyone was extremely sure that this Ugui was here to tease.

After Ulo took out the incomparably luxurious and incomparably valuable bed composed of spiritual veins, this Ugui even took out an ordinary pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, what are you here for?

For a while, they couldn't help it, and scolded directly.

"Ignorant fool, get out of here, this is not the place for you to make trouble. ”

"If you don't get out, don't blame us. ”

"Sister Wuya and Brother Wuluo have soft personalities, so they will tolerate you being unreasonable, but we will not tolerate you anymore. ”

"If you don't get out, we'll definitely kill you. ”

......

Everyone knows that Ulo is already on the verge of going berserk, but in order to maintain his image, Ulo can't make a move in front of so many people, so they can only do it for him.

If they deal with this kid, they will definitely be able to gain the favor of Ulo.

Really, if it weren't for the fact that this was Wuya's birthday banquet, maybe this stinky boy would have died a hundred times and a thousand times.

Just when everyone was insulting Zhang Heng, Wu Ya on the stage showed curiosity.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that Ugui took out were all extremely ordinary, and that was right.

However, the pen that Ugui took out had an old color on it, and there were signs of wear and tear where the pen was held, that is, the pen was often held.

On the Immortal Cultivation Continent, everyone advocates martial arts, and few people can seriously calm down and write, and they are also curious, is it that Wu Gui, who usually has nothing special, can actually write well?

Moreover, when she was speaking on the stage just now, this Ugui ate and drank nonsense below regardless of her image, like a ruffian, but at this moment, Ugui was colorful, and it was really strange that she really felt a little bit of temperament.

Wu Luo's face was gloomy, and he was extremely angry in his heart, but now that he was in front of so many people, and Wu Ya was next to him, it was naturally impossible for him to show it.

He suppressed his anger, and then said in a cold voice, "What do you mean by this?"

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Heng was full of contempt, this person looks okay, his strength is not bad, and his conditions are very good in all aspects. However, it is not even possible to express one's true emotions differently, and people who care too much about other people's opinions often cannot achieve great things.

When the abuse gradually subsided, Zhang Heng made a move, he didn't pay attention to everyone, nor did he pay attention to Wu Luo, but smiled lightly at Na Wu Ya, and said lightly, "Sister Wu Ya, today is your birthday, and I came in a hurry, and I didn't prepare any gifts, so I am going to give you a poem." ”

After thinking about it, Zhang Heng still felt that it was enough to send a poem.

Those people in the audience spent countless tricks to get a lot of strange playthings for Bo Wuya's pleasure, but Wu Ya didn't feel much of it.

Even, Wu Luo spent a lot of money to get the source of the spiritual vein, and Wu Ya was not ready to ask for it.

Therefore, those things that Zhang Hengruo also sent, I am afraid that I will not be able to solve the current situation, although Zhang Heng has a lot of good things on him, and there are many things that are more precious than the bed, but those things are very likely to expose his identity.

Therefore, it is necessary to do what you like.

"Poetry?" Wu Ya was full of curiosity, since she was a child, she had never met someone with a common hobby, but she hadn't spoken yet, and there was a lot of scolding below.

"Boy, do you know how to write poetry? Get down here, don't be ashamed. ”

"Hurry up and get out, don't disturb the good things of the Wuluo brothers. ”

"If you make trouble again, don't blame us for not remembering our kindred. ”

......

Everyone knows that in addition to Wu Ya's peerless cultivation, she is also very talented, writes well, and can also compose poems.

Come to think of it, this Ugui is to make Uya happy, so he deliberately went to learn to write poetry.

However, doesn't he know how many catties and taels he has? Just like him, he dares to show off his talent in front of Wu Ya, which is really ridiculous.

Moreover, this is not his stage, today's protagonists are Ulo and Uya, he is something.

Although everyone scolded constantly, they didn't dare to really rush to the stage and beat Zhang Heng down.

Zhang Heng didn't bother to pay attention to other people's attitudes, and then, I saw him turn around lightly and come to the table, but he didn't sit on Wuya's stool, but just stood like that, and then began to pick up the pen and dip the ink.

When everyone saw him like this, they also laughed constantly.

"This kid is still pretending, I want to see what he can write. ”

"What will he write, it's just to win Sister Wu Ya's favor with this, it's really ridiculous. ”

"Maybe, my master, I write better than him. ”

......

Seeing Zhang Heng's actions, even the little fat man was panicked, he grew up with Wu Gui since he was a child, and naturally knew what level Wu Gui was, it was okay for the turtle to kill people and set fires, but let him write poems, so how to do it.

On top of that, he didn't even know where Ugui had stolen the ink.

It's over, it's over, it's over. The little fat man was extremely desperate in his heart, and for a while, he thought about how to save Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng didn't bother to pay attention to other people's words, he began to write on his own.

In fact, if you want to say that Zhang Heng can write a poem on the spot, and, at his level, this Immortal Cultivation Continent should be considered excellent, but there is no need for that, after all, there are so many poems written by the ancients there, there is no need to use it in vain.

So, he's going to steal one.

After a while, Zhang Heng stopped writing, picked up the paper gently, and then looked in front of Wu Ya.

Wuya reached out curiously to take it, and then, she was stunned.

Zhang Heng's handwriting is unconventional, and the nib of the pen is free but vigorous and powerful, which is more beautiful than the words she has practiced for many years.

However, what shocked him the most - the poem.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent, looking at the city and the country. ”

This poem seems simple, but in fact contains deep meaning, it does not directly describe, but from the side to highlight a woman's worldly posture, and the words are concise, which is beyond her reach.

When it was over, she repeated it several more times.

Seeing his movements, everyone in the audience was puzzled, because they obviously felt that Wu Ya was tempted, that is to say, that kid can really write poems, and the poems he wrote can actually move Wu Ya, how is this possible.

Could it be because Sister Wuya doesn't like Brother Wuluo, so she cooperated with Wugui to act in a play.

Or maybe he didn't write the temple himself, but he stole it from somewhere.

This speculation is highly likely.

After all, everyone knows that Wuya likes these things, so there are many pianos, chess, and so on among the gifts they give.

But they didn't even think of stealing a poem?

What a mistake.

At this moment, Na Wuluo on the stage was also puzzled, she had liked Wuya for many years, in order to win Wuya, so he was also extremely familiar with Wuya's various personality traits.

He knew that Uya would never cooperate with others to act, and her appearance showed that she was really tempted, that is, this Ugui poem could really move her.

The little fat man is even more confused, in the entire Wu tribe, to say that the person who knows Wu Gui the most is him, how did he not know that the turtle has the ability to write poetry, could it be that Wu Gui has long been tempted by the Wu Ya sister, so he went to learn the way of poetry and painting in private, and wanted to surprise Wu Ya

Could it be that his apparent friendship with that slut in Ulan was just a scam?

Brother Ugui, it's so hard for you to hide it from me.

The little fat man's heart was full of grievances, and he secretly decided that after the matter between Ugui and Uya was completed, he must let Ugui give him a little more benefit, so as to make up for his wounded heart.

After a long time, Wu Ya retracted her gaze, and then bowed slightly to Zhang Heng, her mouth was full of joy, "I like this poem very much, thank you." ”

"It's good if Sister Wuya likes it. Zhang Hengqing thought out.

Wuya is a very talented woman, so instead of giving her some worldly playthings, it is better to give her something emotional.

Then, Zhang Heng turned around and took back his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, these things are difficult to find on the road of cultivating immortals, and he will have to use them in the future.

Although the poetry of the Xiuxian Continent is not prosperous, many people can't read poetry, but writing poetry is a weapon for bubble girls, how can Zhang Heng discard it.

Then the room fell into deep silence.