As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, as if he was thinking, and then put his hands behind his waist, pretending to be seriously thinking, and slowly took the first step and said: "There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent. ”

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Mm? That seems pretty straightforward."

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Good words, really good words, but they don't have any meaning!" As the question of the sky came out, all the talented people followed suit.

Asked Cangtian to say the first sentence, stopped, looked back at the window, and then smiled at Jian Qiu, who was scratching his ears and cheeks, and then his body moved, and he took another step slowly, and said: "One look at the city, and then look at the country."

"One look at the city, and then look at the country?"

"Oh my God, what a beautiful woman this is, I don't know" The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, and the head of the mantis is like an eyebrow. "Is the beauty who smiles and looks forward to the beauty a portrayal of this beauty?" At this time, a son unexpectedly asked.

Listening to this son's question, several talented people around him frowned, as if they didn't like this person.

"Brother Wang, it's better not to speak yet, it's not too late for Brother Wen to finish this poem and publish it in your heart, don't interrupt it now!" The intoxicated son's questioning voice was interrupted by a certain genius in a low voice in a cold tone.

"Oh, yes, yes, I haven't finished asking my brother yet, so ask my brother, continue to continue. ”

Ask Cangtian looked back at the talented man who apologized to him, waved his hand lightly, signaled that he was okay, and then said: "Rather than know the city and the country, it is rare to get a beautiful woman!" Wen Cangtian, who had only walked three steps, stopped abruptly and looked at everyone with a smile on his face.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. Looking at the city and then the country, I would rather not know the city and the country? It is difficult to get a beautiful woman! Good words, good words, really good words!" As soon as the words of the cangtian voice fell, Wu Chenxiao was the first to cheer and shout.

"Haha, the word one step, three steps and one poem, ask brother, it's really a strange person!" The young master who interrupted in the middle and asked the sky also applauded.

"Hmph! This guy surnamed Qian, he really has a little bit of real talent to learn this poem, I have never heard of it before, it may really be that he chanted on the spot, and his meaning is to praise the beautiful woman"

"Hmm, woman, woman, this surname is not asking to find out my true identity, and to mock me here, right?" Ninth Princess Zhen Ying guessed a little flustered in her heart.

Not to mention, asking Cangtian is because he knows the identity of the ninth princess's real daughter, so he made this poem.

And Xiao Jianqiu, who was the subject of this poem, I don't know when, the little face that has been pouting has already turned red.

"This bad guy, a big pervert, didn't even target me, and wrote me so beautifully, alas, could it be that I thought too much and thought him too badly? It can't be that I'm wrong, right?"

At this time, Xiao Jianqiu thought with some doubts in her heart. Alas, this woman's heart is so fickle, the last sentence is so perverted and stinky hooligan, and the next sentence feels that the reason why I am wrong is that the poems written by others are not aimed at her, and she writes very beautifully Xiao Jianqiu is so fickle, which makes him wonder how to ask Cangtian.

Ask the sky one step of the word, three steps into a poem, so that everyone was shocked. And this poem is still such a direct and bold poetic style, which really makes everyone admire.

This crowd naturally includes the maid Jian Qiu and the ninth princess Zhen Ying dressed as the handsome young master, although the two of them still feel that this ask Cangtian is not a good person, but for the poems chanted by the cangtian, the two of them are indeed convinced.

Just when everyone was sighing at the beauty of this poem, the one just now asked: "The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, and the head of the mantis is like an eyebrow." Clever smile, beautiful eyes are looking forward to the beauty of "Is the beauty a portrayal of this beauty?", I really can't help it.

"Dare to ask, ask brother, how can there be such a person in the world for the poems you chanted?" asked the boy anxiously.

"Hahaha, Brother Wang, you, you lost your soul when you heard the beauty"

"Haha, Brother Wang, it's still unabated, haha"

"Haha, Brother Wang Ming, who is merciful everywhere, is it possible that he is infatuated with the beauty of the country in the mouth of Brother Wen?"

Zhongcai seemed to know this brother Wang Ming very well, and after listening to Wang Ming's words, they all laughed and ridiculed, but there was a hint of sarcasm in this ridicule.

This Brother Wang Ming, dressed in a brocade robe, holding a Qingfeng long sword, with a budding lotus flower tattooed on the outside of the scabbard, that handsome face, was said by everyone to blush, it seems, it should be a chic and graceful swordsman.

Ask Cangtian glanced at Wang Ming, and felt a little disdainful in his heart.

"Haha, since I can make this poem, of course there is a basis, how can I say it?" asked Cangtian and said mysteriously.

"Ah, is there such a person in the world? Is that a person who is more beautiful than a saint?"

"Laughing at the country, how can it be compared to the saintess, although the saint is outstanding, all of them are ice and snow smart, and the cultivation strength is not low, but to really talk about this appearance, it is still a lot worse than the person who asked the brother to say!"

As soon as they heard that this person in the Cangtian poem really existed, many talented people were amazed and discussed.

"Hehe, Yiren, it can be called: "Goddess" is good!" Wang Ming, who was holding the Qingfeng long sword, heard everyone's discussion and said with a sigh.

Hearing the discussion of all talents, some people also fell into deep thought.

"Could it be that there is really such a charming woman in this world? Laugh again, Allure, and laugh again, isn't such a woman in this world a demon-like existence?" Young Master Jun thought to himself quietly.

"I didn't expect this surname to ask a bit of talent, hum, but no matter how talented you are, I still hate you very much! Hmph, who made you like men, big pervert! Shameless! It's a big villain!"

"Woo woo, stinky rascal, big pervert, why are you so talented, why do you like men! I'm really pissed off! You don't like men, don't I hate you, I'm so entangled now!"

Jian Qiu next to Young Master Jun is very entangled now, for some reason he hates to ask Cangtian very much, but for some reason, he is super adored and asks Cangtian, but on the one hand, he hates it and worships on the other, which makes Jian Qiu very embarrassed!

"Uh-huh, I can't dwell on this! I have to reposition your big pervert!"

"Huh, is there really such a good-looking woman in this world? I want to see if it's really that good-looking, hehe, I guess the princess of my family must want to see it too, hehe!"

Jianqiu was moved by the words and sentences that asked Cang Tian, but he was moved, you asked Cang Tian to like a man, it's wrong for you, you can like your poems, but you still have to hate your people This is the result of Xiao Jianqiu's entanglement for a long time.