These big men eat so dusty, and there is no one left. Liang Zhaodi frowned, looking at this group of big men, when you went to the JI Courtyard to rob the girls, you weren't so crazy!

Liang Zhaodi sighed! Foodies are not just themselves! Looking back, it was not only himself who was frowning, but also nine thousand years old.

Hohoo! And those who are sympathetic! Liang Zhaodi has never practiced martial arts, and she brags about it. However, 9,000 years old, you are different! According to your old hand, if you had passed, there would have been nothing to do with these boys!

"Nine thousand years old, there is no one to drink?" Liang Zhaodi asked with concern.

"It's so vulgar to fight like this for food!" Lose your identity!

Nine thousand years old said, and took out a glass bottle of wine from his sleeve, two and a half! Liang Zhaodi touched her backpack, didn't she hide Jiang Xiaobai?

"Nine thousand years old, this sounds familiar!" Liang Zhaodi pointed to the words on the bottle, which are all simplified, and the nine thousand years old must not know it, because all of them are small seals.

"It's not wine when you drink, it's lonely when you drink!" Liang Zhaodi read, and the nine thousand years old looked at Liang Zhaodi with wide eyes. Just now, in the midst of chaos, the nine-thousand-year-old got this baby, the taste is mellow and rich, and it is fragrant and sweet.

When Liang Zhaodi read these two five-character quatrains again, she couldn't help but feel that she was in the middle of it, and what she said was too good.

"What is this couplet and neckline?"

"Poetry?" Liang Zhaodi was a little blinded. I'm talking about internet words, not verses.

"Such profound and meaningful verses are made especially for me at the age of 9,000, I must visit him" Seeing Liang Zhaodi not squeaking, the key is that Liang Zhaodi doesn't know whether she squeaks well or not. What a dilemma! Looking at Liang Zhaodi's hesitant appearance, Jiu Qiansui pointed at Liang Zhaodi and said, "You did this poem right, right?" ”

Can I say I didn't do it? Why did Liang Zhaodi feel that her culture was not enough all of a sudden! In fact, I just want to get my wine back, and I don't mean anything else.

"It is said that you are an immortal disciple, very smart, the old slave has never believed it, judging from the two verses you made today, you do have this ability, and you can take the position of Hou Ye."

Nine thousand years old, if you continue to praise me, you have to confide in me. If I just say it so casually, can't you just listen to it?

No, nine thousand years old, are you staring at Liang Zhaodi like that? In ancient times, not all men and women were not kissed, not to mention that you were still a crippled body, and in front of Tu Wangsun, you stared at Liang Zhaodi so blatantly and meticulously. Even if you have any intentions against Liang Zhaodi, your body will help you restrain it.

"Nine thousand years old, you ......"

"What about the last two sentences?"

Oops! scared Liang Zhaodi to death, Liang Zhaodi thought that he was nine thousand years old and had taken a fancy to him! It turned out to be a verse! These two verses are not easy to make up! Why don't you change it?

Liang Zhaodi thought about it, what kind of poetry do you old men like! When you're done, you'll be like you've been beaten with blood.

Liang Zhaodi held chopsticks in one hand, knocked on the rice bowl, and slowly sang out: "Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water, Waves and Gold Rush Heroes, Success or Failure Turn Your Head Empty, the Green Mountains Are Still There, Several Degrees of Sunset Red, White-haired Fishermen on the River, Accustomed to Watching the Autumn Moon and Spring Breeze, a Pot of Turbid Wine Happy, How Many Things in Ancient and Modern Times, Are Laughing and Talking"......