In the ruined temple, the bonfire is bright.

Ye Lingtian was wearing a thick mink fur, very close to the fire, his hands stretched out, and he was satisfied with the fire.

Qin Pujia was roasting a hare, her expression was focused, the flesh was golden, and the grease was flowing in the fire, making a crackling sound.

Su Chengcheng carefully looked at the disaster in his hand, and tried many times, but he couldn't pull it out.

"Childe, why can't this sword be pulled out?"

Su Qingcheng asked suspiciously, even if this sword was rusty and rusty stuck in the scabbard, it was impossible for it to be pulled out under the huge force.

She tried several times in a row, but found that she couldn't pull it out at all, as if the sword had been fused with the scabbard, which was extremely weird.

Ye Lingtian said casually: "You definitely can't pull it out, this is a spirit sword, only this son can pull it out." ”

Su Tingcheng rolled his eyes: "It's strange to believe you, just this rusty scrap iron, and the spirit sword......"

"Well, in fact, this sword can't be pulled out in the first place, because Ben Gongzi asked the refiner to fuse the scabbard and the sword body together, and he told Fuyao before."

Ye Lingtian said with a smile.

"Uh...... Blended together? ”

Su Chengcheng was a little dumbfounded, the scabbard and the sword body were fused together, so what is the point of your sword?

Although the material of this scabbard is special, it is not sharp, and you can't always use the scabbard against the enemy.

Knowing what Su Qingcheng thought, Ye Lingtian explained: "It's cool and it's over!" ”

Su Lingcheng looked at Ye Lingtian speechlessly, no wonder Ye Lingtian asked them if this sword was cool before, it turned out that what he said was cool was what he meant.

Blending the sword body and scabbard together, it is estimated that the refiner was extremely speechless at that time, this is a completely strange operation.

"What is the material of this scabbard? It feels special. ”

Su Qingcheng asked curiously.

Ye Lingtian said with a smile: "A piece of extraterrestrial meteorite, it seems to be called the Stone of Luminous Confusion, when Yu Hongyan saw it before, she still wanted to snatch it."

"The Stone of Confusion in the Hidden Sword Villa......."

Su Qingcheng looked at the scabbard in her hand in shock, although she had never seen the Glowing Stone, she had heard of the name of the Glowing Stone.

This is the treasure of the Hidden Sword Villa, but it turned out to be in Ye Lingtian's hands, and it was also cast into a scabbard?

Put on airs!

What a real loser!

The Stone of Confusion is a divine object of heaven and earth, indestructible, and can completely forge a famous sword of excellent quality.

As a result, it was used by Ye Lingtian to cast a scabbard? And it's a broken scabbard!

When Yu Hongya saw this thing, it was estimated that the idea at that time was not to rob, but to vomit blood in anger and want to kill.

It is a complete waste that such a treasure is cast into a scabbard.

Qin Pujia was also stunned for a while, this scabbard was cast from the Stone of Confusion?

She couldn't help but look at Ye Lingtian, what kind of brain is this? This brain circuit is really unsolvable.

The great Glowing Stone, in the rivers and lakes, everyone wants to fight for something, for a broken sword, he simply cast it into a scabbard!

Fool, this stupid son of the landlord's family!

The two women looked at the scabbard, feeling a little depressed, and also felt that this thing had been ruined.

After a while.

The rabbit meat was roasted and sprinkled with the seasoning that Ye Lingtian had brought with him, and it was fragrant.

The three of them had a full meal, and the taste was excellent.

Ye Lingtian got up and walked outside the broken temple.

The two girls followed.

At night, the moonlight is bright, the stars are dotted, and the clear spring in the mountains flows, with a hint of pleasant sound, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Ye Lingtian said with a comfortable expression: "In this situation, this son can't help but write a poem. ”

"Childe, don't!"

Su Qingcheng and Qin Pujia hurriedly spoke.

As far as Ye Lingtian's obscene words and bad poems are concerned, once he speaks, he will only pollute the quiet beauty here.

Ye Lingtian frowned and said, "What? Do you think Childe's poems are not good? At the age of three, he was familiar with the poetry and poetry, at the age of four, he was proficient in poetry and songs, at the age of five, he could beat countless Confucians, and at the age of ten he was called a generation of poets......"

The two girls rolled their eyes at the same time, just your broken poem? Find any hooligan in the market and say a few words.

Can that be called OK? What the hell is that?

Also poetic? Whoredom is pretty much the same.

"Ahem! Childe's poems are unbeatable, but I'm not qualified to listen to them, I want to take a break. ”

Su Qingcheng subconsciously turned around, Ye Lingtian's poems would only pollute her ears.

Ye Lingtian looked at the two women playfully and said, "Looking at your appearance, I don't believe in this son at all, it's better to do this, let's take a gamble." ”

"Bet on what?"

Qin Pujia asked.

Ye Lingtian said: "Bet on whether this son can make a good poem, if you can make it, you can kiss me later, if you can't do it, this son can agree to the two of you." ”

The two women looked at each other.

Su Tingcheng played with the taste: "If you can't make it, can Childe give me this sword?" ”

She had no interest in the sword, but she was very interested in the scabbard, and if she smelted it again, she might be able to make a good sword.

Qin Pujia said with disgust: "If the son can't do it, you can't ride a horse with me tomorrow." ”

"Okay, this son promises you."

Ye Lingtian agreed directly.

The poetry of Chu Ci and Han Fu, Tang and Song poems and Yuan songs, for him, it is easy to come and win.

Seeing that Ye Lingtian agreed so happily, the two girls just smiled faintly, with Ye Lingtian's color embryo, what good things can he make?

Ye Lingtian looked at the beautiful scenery around him, without the slightest hesitation, and said, "After the new rain in the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. ”

“......”

Qin Pujia and Su Chengcheng were stunned at first, and then seriously felt the artistic conception in the poem.

For a moment.

The eyes of the two women showed a look of shock, this poem is really very good, the artistic conception is excellent, and it fits the scene in front of them very well.

Ye Lingtian, the color embryo, really made an excellent poem, and they were stunned.

"How? Now I know that the name of the poet immortal of this child's generation is not a joke. ”

Ye Lingtian looked at the two girls with a worried face.

"This poem...... Perfect. ”

Qin Pujia was pensive, a little surprised in her heart, this poem is natural, extremely perfect, without the slightest flaw, and the charm is endless.

And the last few words, which are also extraordinary.

However, this poem should not be copied, after all, the artistic conception in the poem is very compatible with the scenery in the mountains, and it looks more like a play on the spot.

Ye Lingtian's guy is a little weird, and people are getting more and more incomprehensible.

Su Chengcheng glanced at Ye Lingtian deeply, does the third prince plan to continue pretending?

Revealing the tip of the iceberg, is it time to prepare for a showdown?

It is rumored that Ye Lingtian is unlearned, unskilled, unsuccessful, and lascivious, and full of waste.

Where is the other party wasted?

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is true!

Ye Lingtian looked at the two girls with a smile on his face and said, "I wish to lose the bet, now the two girls can give a fragrant kiss, right?" ”