Chu He stood up and straightened the collar of her clothes, and the little girl who was originally sitting in Chu He's arms slipped to the ground, chewing food while looking dazed, but she was very skinny. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Tell the Dragon King! There is no poem!" Chu Dao.

"If you can't write poetry, you can be regarded as a reader?" Long Jun said. There was a snickering all around.

Chu He said righteously: "The purpose of reading is to understand righteousness, distinguish right from wrong, do the right path, and practice one's own body. Poetry is just a little talk. ”

"What if you have to compose a poem?" Long Jun began to be unreasonable as soon as he glared at him.

Chu He paced and said: "It's not impossible, Long Jun and listen to Xiaosheng's chanting." ”

"Twenty-eight beautiful human body is like a crisp... ”

"Shut up! Go back!" Long Jun quickly interrupted Chu He, waved his sleeves, and looked embarrassed.

Another confrontation was cleverly resolved by Chu He's (wei suo de).

The current era corresponds to the Northern Song Dynasty, if Chu He wants to copy poems, there are still many people who can use it, even if it is a little unexpected, but as long as it is enough to explode, it can still calm the audience.

But there is no point in doing so.

Long Jun didn't want to listen to poetry, but took the opportunity to find fault.

So Chu He directly stood up and threatened him, if you continue to trouble me, then I will expose your peeking at the little yellow book, and we will break up.

Long Jun also wants to be faced, his daughter was inexplicably bound by someone and lost a big face. In front of many guests, he cried bitterly and lost face again. If it is exposed to reading the little yellow book in public, the majesty will be completely swept away.

With the last wave of Long Jun's counterattack, the lively banquet gradually began to be dull and ended.

Although it was set to be hi for three days, in the evening of that year, such as Dongyangli, Dongting Longjun, Gu Daoren, Da Roshan Bian Jun and others all said goodbye.

Because Chu He was closely watched by the Yangtze River Dragon Monarch, he never had the opportunity to talk to the Dongting Dragon Monarch and ask about the Tiansheng Water Curse, but it was a pity.

When the important guests dispersed, Long Jun also left the main hall, and there was no sense of oppression, although the atmosphere in the main hall became better, but occasionally for a moment, everything began to become as blurry as an abstract painting.

This time, Chu He was not directly kicked out of the 'copy', but as if he knew what he was thinking, he deliberately left him a certain amount of time to say goodbye.

"Could it be because I have some particularly deep connection with the characters in this fantasy realm?" Chu He guessed, but couldn't get an answer.

The river breeze came slowly, the waves flashed silver light under the moonlight, and the fairy in white tread the waves and boarded the boat of the Chu River.

"You called me here just to invite me for a drink?" the dragon maiden's gaze was more gentle than the moonlight.

Chu He stretched out his hand, no need to speak, the dragon girl Bai Xi in the moonlight had already understood Chu He's thoughts.

"I'm leaving!" Chu He said.

"I know!" In the jade glass, the amber wine exudes a rich aroma, and the spirit enters the throat, but it is tasteless.

Chu He suddenly smiled, and his smile was very clean and refreshing, as if he had really cleared away the rich sorrow at the moment.

"Don't you want me to see your face?" Chu He asked.

Dragon Girl Bai Xi's face was still wearing a jade mask at the moment, even if Chu He and Bai Xi's hearts were connected, the other party's face was still covered with a layer of thick fog, and it was impossible to see clearly.

Clearly, this mask is very effective.

Dragon Maiden Bai Xi shook her head and said: "This is what the master put on me, naturally it has its deep meaning, if it is really you, then you can see it sooner or later." ”

After saying that, he looked at Chu He with encouraging eyes.

Chu He stretched out his hand, and when his fingers lightly touched the cold mask, he suddenly paused slightly, sighed and retracted it.

"Why don't you take it off?" asked the dragon girl.

"I'm afraid I can't afford it, I'm afraid I won't find you!" Chu He stood up and stood at the bow of the boat, letting the long wind blow through his clothes and the sound of hunting.

The dragon girl was behind him, but he felt unusually far away and out of reach.

"You're not like that!" said the dragon maiden with a sigh. She has a heart-to-heart connection with Chu He, how can she not understand him?

The original Chu He should have been an unusually decisive person, he would definitely not be so procrastinating, and he was an amorous and ruthless person, and no woman could really make him stop.

"You don't dare to take off my mask because you are afraid that you will soften your heart and become like you anymore. The dragon girl's voice was a little colder.

Chu He watched the cold moon in the sky gradually fall, and as soon as the morning sun was born, he stepped into the water waves without looking back, and sank into the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river.

In the clam shell hut, Bizhu sat on the stone bed in a silent daze.

Her lover has become Long Jun's son-in-law, should she be happy for his soaring prosperity, or sad for her Gu Ying's self-pity?

As if he didn't see the loss on Lu Zhu's face, Chu He walked over and took Lu Zhu's hand and said, "Lu Zhu! Let's go shopping outside! There are a lot of new things on the street." I'll buy it for you!"

Chu He sold the wild ginseng given by Li Chenghuang, and now he can be regarded as quite wealthy. Anyway, you can't take this thing out, as long as you have touched it, when the copy is settled, whether you can get it or not depends on luck.

Lu Zhu was melancholy in his heart and was not very happy, but he was forcibly pulled out by Chu He.

On this day, Chu He took the green beads to visit the entire Dragon Palace, and the delicious, fun, and easy to use ones all bought a lunch for the green beads.

Green beads like, he wants to buy. Green beads don't like it, he bought it and smashed it in front of him.

In short, it's a trench.

In the midst of the crowd, under the impact of the mountain of gifts, the green beads forgot those troubles for the time being. Although she is a goblin, in reality, she is just a slightly ordinary little woman.

She doesn't worship money, but her life is always full of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Chu He accompanied her like this, when the sun fell again, the water temperature began to become cold, and the green beads suddenly grabbed Chu He's hand, and big tears rolled down.

"Don't you want me anymore?" asked Lu Zhu, her voice a little sharp.

"Don't you want me anymore?" the same sentence, but turned to the lower level, as if to mourn.

Lu Zhu hammered Chu He's chest with his fist.

And Chu He could only hug her tightly, his face gloomy.

He thought about a way, and thought that since Director Xu could take Xiaoqian away, there might be some possibility.

But he doesn't have that kind of magic weapon, and the green bead is not Nie Xiaoqian.

Not bad!

Chu River can indeed farm copies back and forth.

But Chu He wasn't sure, when he came in again, whether the green bead was still the green bead in front of him, maybe everything was the same, but if a person is not a person at this time, how can the heart still be the heart at this time?

For those who find someone with a similar appearance who can comfort their past emotions, Chu He, a merry scumbag, wants to ask. Is it just that layer of skin that they like, or is it someone really?

The appearance is similar, but the soul is different, which Chu He has always distinguished very clearly and clearly.

The scene in front of me began to blur completely.

The water hall of the Dragon Palace, the guests of the big banquet, the mighty Yangtze River, and the deep affection of the women are all like a picture scroll, engraved into the mind of Chu He.

At this time, the Chu River was withdrawing from this painting.

When the Chu River came back to his senses, the person was at the bottom of the river, and the water-avoiding beads in his hands broke with a 'snap'.

The power to avoid the water dissipated, and Chu He hurriedly used his true qi to protect himself, and then quickly rushed upstream.

Lying on the embankment by the river, Chu He looked at the slightly low clouds, but sprinkled the light of Phnom Penh, the river wind was cold, blowing on the wet body, slightly cold.

There was no one left and right, so Chu He directly opened the things obtained from the copy of the Dragon Palace.

After collecting the miscellaneous items and a large number of spiritual light clusters, Chu He looked at one of the items and was fascinated, and suddenly an indescribable joy surged in his heart.

It's been a long time since I've been so happy!