Although Uya is very peculiar, which makes Uya a little curious, Uya is more interested in the poems he writes than his people, so Uya said so much, just hoping that Ugui can write her a few more good poems.

Ugui's poems are really good, and if you can read more, you will definitely be able to improve her poetry.

Hearing this, Zhang Heng also understood.

It turns out that this chick has made so many just to let herself write more poems for her!

It's a small problem, just say no, it's over, why do you have so many bells and whistles?

Zhang Heng thought she wanted to ...... It turned out to be just a false alarm.

Zhang Heng is a three-good student from the 21st century, who has received 12 years of compulsory education, and only a few poems are naturally not a problem.

Therefore, Zhang Heng didn't say anything, and directly took out his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the space ring again.

Seeing Zhang Heng's movements, Na Wuya was also puzzled, she didn't expect that Zhang Heng would be so direct and so easy to speak.

Knowing this, she just said it bluntly, it was really a waste of her mood.

Then, Zhang Heng's actions directly confused this daughter of the Wu tribe who had seen countless worlds.

Because, Wu Ya saw that Zhang Heng was not brewing, and directly picked up the pen and started writing, a set of operations went smoothly, and without any thinking, there was no pause at all, but after a while, Zhang Heng handed a small stack of paper with poems written in front of Wu Ya.

Wu Ya was stunned and froze in place, and after Zhang Heng handed over the poem, she stretched out her hands woodenly, and then took it.

Before, Wuya had never served anyone.

Although she is a woman, but, from childhood to adulthood, her efforts and achievements are not comparable to people of the same kind, and even the reason why Na Wuluo is called the first strong person of the younger generation of the Wu tribe is because she is too lazy to compete with Na Wuluo, she has always thought that she has done well enough.

But now, she's really struck.

Because, on weekdays, if she wants to write a poem with a level, it will take several hours to say it, and it is impossible for her to be as fluent as Zhang Heng.

Then, after reading Zhang Heng's poems carefully, she was even more shocked, she thought that Zhang Heng was so sloppy and the actual level of writing was not very high, but after she browsed, she cruelly found that the level of these poems could crush all the poems she had written.

She really didn't expect that this little clan brother, who usually has no sense of existence, turned out to be a poet.

She really didn't expect that in the Immortal Cultivation Continent, there were still people who were willing to spend time studying poetry and painting.

If you want to have this level, you have to immerse yourself in poetry and painting for decades, no matter how talented you are, you can't write such quatrains without more than ten years.

Therefore, he glanced at Zhang Heng and guessed in his heart that the reason why this clan's cultivation was so weak was that he had wasted all his time writing poems.

Could it be that this little clan realized the flaws in his appearance and was ready to start from another aspect, using poetry to attract the attention of those little female cultivators?

It's also a good option.

Seeing her expression, Zhang Heng expected it, although, in order to avoid this Wuya's reaction being too intense, Zhang Heng chose poems that were not of a very high level.

However, this is the Continent of Cultivating Immortals, and people are cultivating immortals, so how can they be in any mood to study poetry and painting, so even if the level of poetry in that world is not very high, when it comes to this world, it is also the level of a top master, therefore, Wu Ya will show this expression, and Zhang Heng is understandable.

After slowing down for a while, Wu Ya looked at Zhang Heng suspiciously, and then asked tentatively: "Brother Wugui, these poems can't really be stolen by you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Heng's heart was full of embarrassment, because these poems were stolen by Zhang Heng, Wu Ya did not guess wrong, but Zhang Heng would not admit it, he replied quietly on the surface: "Sister Wu Ya, don't care how I got it, I will ask you, whether these poems are well written." ”

"Wow!" Wu Ya returned without thinking about it, the level of these poems was extremely high, anyway, she didn't have such a level.

"Sister Wu Ya, since you think the level of these poems is good, then it's okay, you don't care where I got it from. Zhang Heng returned angrily.

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, coupled with Zhang Heng's demeanor, Wu Ya was extremely sure that these poems were stolen by Zhang Heng.

However, it's right to think about it, Zhang Heng is so young after all, no matter how high his level is, it is impossible for him to write so many good poems casually, so she no longer struggles with Zhang Heng, but puts her mind into those poetry books.

Then, Wu Ya was studying the poems written by Zhang Heng.

And Zhang Heng looked at her meaningfully from the side.

For a long time, Wu Ya was really puzzled, she turned to Zhang Heng, and said strangely: "Brother Wugui, now, the poem has been written, why don't you leave, now, there are only you and me in this room, you don't want to ......"

Wu Ya was really puzzled, she was too lazy to take care of Zhang Heng, but when she was studying poetry and books, there was always a man staring at him next to her, although the man's gaze was quite clear, but she was really not used to it.

Hearing her words, Zhang Heng opened his mouth angrily, "Sister Wu Ya, your strength is so much higher than mine, what can I do to you?" ”

"Then what are you doing here, waiting for me to eat you...... Don't think about it, sister, I'm not interested in you. Wu Ya glanced at Zhang Heng directly with disgust, and then devoted her attention to those poetry books.

Those poems are extremely high, and she can't figure out the deep meaning for a while, so she is extremely sure that as long as she studies it carefully, it will definitely improve her poetry.

As for this Ugui, he can watch it if he likes, at least Ugui's gaze is not as annoying as others.

This is, Zhang Heng changed his face in an instant, only to see him with a miserable expression, and then said to Wu Ya in a pitiful tone: "Sister Wu Ya, just now I offended that Wu Luo in order to help you, now, he must hate me to the bone, if I leave here, I will definitely be bullied by him, so, Sister Wu Ya, you can't ignore me, you can't see death and not save it." ”

Seeing Zhang Heng's expression, Wu Ya gave him a blank look.

This little brother can't even act well, although Zhang Heng's tone is very in place, and his expression is miserable enough, but there is no trace of fear in his eyes, that is to say, this Wugui clan is not afraid of that Wuluo at all.

She didn't know what Ugui's confidence was, but she just read it.

However, Uya still asked, "So, what do you want to do?" Anyway, this Ugui did offend Ulo in order to help him, so she has the responsibility to protect Ugui's personal safety.

At this time, Zhang Heng said directly: "Sister Wuya, why don't you let me stay here for one night now, and then find a way to solve this matter tomorrow, how about it?"

Although Zhang Heng is not afraid of that Uluo, if he goes out, he will definitely have a dispute with that Uluo, and Zhang Heng doesn't have so much time to waste in order to prepare for tomorrow's competition, so staying here is indeed a good choice.

After all, no matter how angry that Ulo was, he would never dare to force his way into the crow's room.

Originally, if Wu Ya was really a lady with a scholarly atmosphere, Zhang Heng would not have made such an unreasonable request.

However, this Wu Ya's personality seems to be a little abnormal, so Zhang Heng doesn't have much psychological burden.

"Staying here?" Uya wondered for a moment.

She's never left a man here for the night?

It's a little exciting to think about.

Then, Uya agreed, "Okay!." ”

Then, she pointed to a remote corner and said to Zhang Heng: "Tonight, you can sleep in that corner, and tomorrow, my sister will take you to explain this matter to Wuluo again." With that, she put her mind on the poems again.

To be honest, she didn't have any idea about Zhang Heng, she was interested in the poems written by Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng looked at the bare corner with a cold feeling, and his face was full of bitterness.

Anyway, he also helped Wuya once, and he wrote so many poems for Wuya, but as a result, this Wuya let him stay in this corner, not even a blanket, which is really too bullying.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't win against this Wuya, Zhang Heng would definitely prove his dignity as a man.

However, if you think about it, the corner is the corner, at least here, he can have time to study how to fight tomorrow.

Therefore, Zhang Heng didn't think much about it, walked directly to the corner, and then sat cross-legged.

The atmosphere between the two of them is very harmonious, and the lonely man and widow live in the same room.

One is studying poetry, and the other is cultivating. Do not interfere with each other.

What Zhang Heng didn't know was that the sky outside had changed.