Qin Lang immediately replied: "Young Master Mo doesn't have to worry, since the last time Yuwenxuan made a big fuss here in the Heavenly Pavilion, this Heavenly Pavilion has strengthened its guards and hired a few powerful masters to sit in charge, so you don't have to worry at all, someone dares to seek revenge here." ”

Chu Mo smiled and nodded: "Thank you Gongzi Qin for reminding me." ”

While they were talking, with a burst of exclamations, a white dress, like a fairy's picturesque water, slowly floated down from the roof, spun in the air several times, and then slowly landed on the platform below.

And with the appearance of Shui Ruhua, the entire Heavenly Pavilion instantly fell into madness.

"Wow, the girl is still so beautiful!"

"Hello Water Girl!"

"Tonight's poet king, it must be me, don't rob me!"

Almost all men, are crazy.

The sound of cheers and greetings is endless.

It's Qin Lang, his eyes are also demented, fixed on Shui Ruhua's body, and he can't move away for a long time.

There was only snowfall, and when I saw the picturesque water, my brow suddenly wrinkled.

Suddenly came to Chu Mo's side and whispered, "Childe, this water is not simple. ”

"What do you mean?" Chu Mo asked with a smile as he stared at the picturesque water below.

Xue Xue replied: "Childe, do you think that a woman who has reached the Seven Realms of martial arts and has such a beautiful appearance will be willing to deign to be an Oiran in the Qinglou? And the old bustard next to her, this person is definitely extraordinary." ”

Hearing Xue Xue say this, Chu Mo frowned, and then suddenly remembered.

When he followed Li Jin to the Heavenly Pavilion for the first time, the other girls who wanted to rush up were all frightened by the momentum on Li Jin's body and didn't dare to get close.

Only the old bustard Gu Mother dared to come forward to greet them.

At that time, Chu Mo just thought that this Gu's mother was very experienced, so he was not deterred by Li Jin's momentum, but now after listening to the snowfall, he suddenly understood that this Gu's mother was also a master of martial arts.

Not only that, the last time he came to the Heavenly Pavilion, Li Jin once said that Shui Ruhua has some skills.

Chu Mo has always kept this matter in mind, and asked people to investigate the background of Shui Ruhua, but the news found is very small, and even, it is almost useless.

Now, the snowfall said that the Gu mother next to Shui Ruhua is also an extraordinary master, which can't help but make Chu Mo even more confused about Shui Ruhua's identity.

It's been nearly a year since this water became the Oiran of the Heavenly Pavilion, so she shouldn't have come for herself.

But with such skills and appearance, and willing to surrender his identity and be an Oiran in the Qinglou, this water is picturesque, and there must be another purpose.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Chu Mo's brows froze, and the corners of his mouth provoked a meaningful smile.

And at this moment, the poetry meeting of the Heavenly Pavilion also officially began.

Shui Ruhua was dressed in white, stood on the platform below, and lightly opened his lips: "Thanks to all the sons who came to support today, Shui Ruhua has thanked you here first." ”

"Our poetry meeting today is very simple, with the theme of this Tianren Pavilion, you sons will write a poem on the spot, and compete on this stage, and the winner will be the champion and accept the challenge of others. In this way, one by one, until in the end, no one dares to challenge on stage, so the son who stands at the end is the poet king of today's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club. If she doesn't give up, the little girl is willing to spend a night with this son who won the king of poetry!"

The water is picturesque, and the sound is delicate, like a heavenly sound.

And the four words of the Spring Festival overnight made all the men present fascinated.

The water is picturesque and immortalized, but it is a rare stunner in the world.

If you can really win it, it's worth dying.

"May I ask the girl, how do you distinguish who wins and who loses in the poems on that stage?"

In the midst of the uproar, it was Chu Mo who suddenly shouted below.

Shui Ruhua's eyes turned, and he immediately looked at him, Qin Lang's face suddenly turned red, but he also looked at her.

I was secretly frightened in my heart, this water was picturesque, and she was really a woman like a fox.

Just by looking at it, you can eat people.

Shui Ruhua's beautiful eyes stared at Chu Mo for a few moments, and then replied with a faint smile: "This son asked well, the poems on this stage are all judged by the sons present, whoever has the highest voice is the winner!"

"That's very good!" Chu Mo nodded, he knew it.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was pinched his waist.

"Childe, looking at your appearance, it seems that you want to try it?"

The snow pinched his waist and squeezed a word out between his teeth.

"What do you know?" Chu Mo glanced at her.

"Lone does this, of course I have my thoughts, what kind of flying vinegar do you eat!"

"Hmph, who ate flying vinegar!"

Xue Xue snorted and turned his head, but his face was red.

"Now, the poetry meeting is the beginning, which son will come to the stage first to present his poems?"

Shui Ruhua stood on the stage, looked around, and opened his mouth with a smile.

It's just that as soon as his voice fell, the entire Heavenly Pavilion instantly fell silent.

All the men present, you look at me, I look at you.

But no one came forward.

After all, all of these people present are very proficient, and they all know that whoever goes up now will be used as a target, and this poet king will definitely miss him.

Therefore, these talented people are waiting for others to play first, and after reading each other's poems, they will compare their own poems for a while, and then go on stage when they have a chance of winning, so that they will not be compared by him all of a sudden.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, everyone is still looking at each other, all thinking about winning the title of the king of poets and being able to spend a night of spring supper with Shui Ruhua.

But in this way, it makes the picturesque situation of the water extremely embarrassing.

It was originally a good poetry meeting, but I didn't expect it, but it was directly cold, which made Shui Ruhua extremely embarrassed.

"After all this time, hasn't a son written his own poems?" Shui Ruhua had no choice but to shout to everyone again, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

But those boys and buddies around are still watching each other and passing the buck to each other.

I want others to be the first bird, and when the situation on the stage is clear, I will present the poem and win the championship in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, Chu Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to Qin Lang with a smile: "Brother Qin, now that the picturesque girl is on the stage, she can't get off the stage, why don't you take the opportunity to go on stage to present poems to her? ”

"But......" Qin Lang's eyes froze, but he hesitated a little.

Chu Mo smiled, then took out a piece of paper, on which a poem had already been written, and handed it to Qin Lang: "Brother Qin, as long as you present this poem later, presumably tonight's king of poetry will be you." ”

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, and quickly took the poem over to take a look, and was immediately amazed.

I admired Chu Mo's literary brilliance again and again, and then hurriedly thanked: "Thank you Brother Mo for your help, if you can win the King of Poetry today, you will never forget Brother Mo's grace!"

With this poem given to him by Chu Mo, Qin Lang suddenly became confident, and immediately jumped from the second floor and flew to the stage below.

"Water girl, let me try it first!"