Although the ancestor of the Su family and others were afraid of being settled afterwards, they wanted to leave and wanted to see it, after all, such a scene was rare.

Let's ask, who doesn't want to hear the love and hatred of a current emperor?

In addition, Qin Changsheng did not speak, so they simply did not leave, and did not dare to look directly, but their ears were all pricked up.

The only one who wasn't interested was Su Batian, I saw him staring at Qin Changsheng angrily, and he had the momentum of cutting him in half if he didn't agree with him, but except for the person concerned, he was the lowest, and the elder didn't speak, so he could only stare dryly.

"Who is she?" Su Murou looked at Qin Changsheng and suddenly asked.

At this moment, she suddenly had a strong sense of crisis.

"Hehe, little sister, I'm your senior, the ancestor of Tianyin Pavilion, dreams are like smoke, of course, you can call me Sister Meng." Dream Ruyan didn't wait for Qin Changsheng to answer, and took over the conversation.

Dreams are like smoke!

Qin Zhen and the others were shocked, it turned out to be her!

It is rumored that Meng Ruyan's origin is unknown, and he single-handedly founded the Tianyin Pavilion that is now all over the territory of the human race, which can be described as a generation of legends, but few people have seen her true face, and they can't imagine seeing her here today.

Moreover, it is reported that there are few people in Tianyin Pavilion who make trouble because her cultivation is extremely high, at least the peak of the Supreme Realm, and she is two small realms higher than the three ancestors of the Qin family.

Unexpectedly, such a legendary woman even had a relationship with the ancestor of the Qin family.

This is big news!

At this moment, Qin Zhen called Lao Zu 6666, Lao Zu Niu Pi!

Su Murou has rarely paid attention to things outside in recent years, but she is very unfamiliar with this name, she frowned, and said coldly:

"Who is your sister, you can't even figure out my husband's name, and you still call yourself a senior?"

She was usually gentle and bold, walked to Qin Changsheng's side, and grabbed one of his arms, as if she was swearing her sovereignty, but when she said the word husband, a blush appeared on her face, and then disappeared.

In the absence of competitors, she would never have been able to do this, but now she only knows that she can't lose!

There was also a hint of superiority in and out of the words, but she didn't expect that not long ago, she didn't know Qin Changsheng's real name.

"So what, I don't care about his true identity, I only know that he was my Simon Blowing Snow, and I belong to Simon Blowing Snow!"

Meng Ruyan did not show weakness, but walked to the other side of Qin Changsheng and put his slender jade hand on his shoulder, full of gunpowder.

Hearing this, Qin Changsheng's heart was weak for a while.

In his impression, using the name Ximen Fuxue deceived at least seven or eight women.

Surrounded by two stunning beauties, one on the left and one on the right, he must have been ecstatic at other times, but at this moment, Qin Changsheng only felt like an ant on a hot pot, in pain.

It's too late! I can't beat and beat, I can't scold and scold, after all, it's my own sin!

Seeing that Su Murou was silent, Dream Ruyan continued to chase after the victory:

"You say that Simon is your husband, but what evidence is there, you know, he can write a poem for me back then, the clouds want to dress and flowers, and the spring breeze blows Revlon...... Have you ever described me? ”

As soon as this poem came out, the room was silent.

Even people who don't know much about poetry feel a tingling in their scalp and are shocked.

This is the charm of the famous story of the ages!

Unexpectedly, the ancestor still has such a talent, no wonder Dream Ruyan will never forget him.

This poem is the pinnacle of beauty for eternity, and I am afraid that any woman will not be able to extricate herself from the talent who gave her this poem.

Su Murou's face turned pale and dizzy in an instant.

She has a lot of research on poetry, and she clearly understands that she lost, even if Qin Changsheng had written some poems for herself before, they could not be compared with this poem.

However, it was indeed impossible for her to give up Qin Changsheng at this point.

"Qin Changsheng! Make a similar song for me on the spot, or ....... or ......"

She couldn't go on, she understood that with such a level of poetry, a person who made a poem in his lifetime is enough to leave a name in history, and then let the scene make a poem, even if the poet is reborn, it is difficult to do it.

So he pinched Qin Changsheng fiercely to vent his inner dissatisfaction.

"Shhh

Qin Changsheng pretended to be in pain, with his current Great Emperor body, of course he didn't feel any pain.

He glanced at Mengyunyan, this little goblin, afraid that the world would not be chaotic, is like this, and it is still stimulating Su Murou.

Facing the blame in Qin Changsheng's eyes, Meng Yunyan was not afraid, but straightened his chest and stuck tightly to Qin Changsheng's body, making Qin Changsheng feel sour for a while.

He naturally understands Meng Yunyan's temperament, and knows that at this moment, he only needs to comfort Su Murou, and he doesn't care about her for Meng Ruyan.

"Okay, let me think about it."

Qin Changsheng said, hurriedly left the two women's side, and walked around the room pretendingly, bowing his head and thinking.

After all, being sandwiched left and right by two stunning beauties, he was really a little overwhelmed.

In this case, you can only learn from (plagiarize) the masterpieces of your predecessors in your previous life.

"There it is!" Qin Changsheng suddenly stopped.

"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent, looking at the city, and then the country!"

Su Murou was stunned for an instant, she thought that Qin Changsheng was just perfunctory, but she didn't expect that in just a few breaths, he would make another poem that would be handed down to the world.

Although the focus of this poem is different from the poem just now, it has the same effect, and it has reached a kind of realm of heaven and man in describing the artistic conception of beauty.

Is this poem really given to me? In his heart, am I so beautiful?

Su Murou's eyes were bright, and an indescribable throbbing permeated her heart.

Qin Zhen on the side gasped even more.

This poem is terrifying!

Looking at Qin Changsheng, it was like looking at a poet immortal!

Heaven is really fair, God did not give the ancestor the qualification of cultivation, but gave the ancestor a handsome face, coupled with the anti-heaven literary talent, the ancestor can capture the supreme heart with the body of a mortal, and it is really a bit of real ability!

As for the Su family ancestor who knew about Qin Changsheng's cultivation, he was even more amazed.

What kind of wickedness this .......!

Looks like handsome.

Martial arts, the emperor of the world.

Literary style, I'm afraid no one can match it.

If I were a woman, I am afraid that I would have sunk too.

"Look at the city, and then look at the ......" The dream on the side was like smoke repeating and savoring, and suddenly, she stared at Qin Changsheng with burning eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qin Changsheng was a little weak by her staring, and looked away, after all, he was standing on the shoulders of giants and copying poems.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, Meng Ruyan's favorability towards the host has exceeded 90, congratulations to the host for getting a random reward above the immortal level, do you want to claim it now? ”