The Old Lady is Not Cute, Super Fierce

But in the wing room, the young master was stroking his fan, and his smile was still there, like a sculpture of Buddha.

Chapter 59 Uniform [-]-in-[-]

Following Shen Mengyan's words, the field was extremely quiet.

Qiuqiu just looked at the confident but gentle man in front of him, and felt that Mr. Shen was so dazzling at the moment.

Guo Zijian's face was dull at first, then marveled, and then became ugly, because he felt pressure, great pressure.

Why can this person write such beautiful words?

And still in such a short time?

Many people around have already reacted. Seeing Guo Zijian's expression, they knew that the person who suddenly recited the poem was very powerful. They couldn't help looking at another contestant, Zhong Mo, but saw that Zhong Mo was looking at him. One person, that is a scholar.

The scholar turned pale and shook his head slightly.

Seeing the scholar's appearance, Zhong Mo's expression became extremely ugly.

But at this time, a soft voice came from that station, like a slowly flowing stream, trying to flow into people's hearts.

"Mr. Shen, can this word make the little girl see it?"

This voice is fascinating, and this sentence also amazes the people around. This Shishi girl made an exception to speak directly to a stranger for a poem, instead of relying on the maid to pass the message.

And this made many people can't help looking at the young man in white. Their eyes were filled with flames of jealousy, and they wished they could replace them with their bodies.

"Damn it, is it possible to take advantage of this little boy?" Zhong Mo cursed angrily below.

This caused the expression of the man next to him to change slightly, and he quickly pulled La Zhongmo's sleeve: "Young master, don't forget the master's words."

Zhong Mo listened to the man's words, his face became even more angry: "The heaven in Luxian Town is our Zhong family, and it's not easy for the heavenly king Laozi to come here. ? Besides, young master, am I causing trouble? Obviously I want to save the beauty from Deng Tuzi!"

The words were not big, but they were not small, and the people around naturally heard them. The so-called upright people who were supposed to stop him, at this moment, showed smiles one by one, as if they were watching a show.

As for Zhong Mo who said these words, he raised his head and deliberately looked at Shen Mengyan on the second floor, his eyes were full of provocation.

"They are all from the Jianghu, surnamed Shen, dare to come down and make gestures? If you lose, get out!"

Not to mention what will happen if Shen Mengyan wins, it's as if Shen Mengyan is destined to lose.

Everyone looked at the man on the stage, wanting to see how Mr. Shen would respond.

Shen Mengyan didn't look down, he just looked at the woman speaking in front, and said softly, "Of course."

As he said that, he waved his hand lightly, and the paper in his hand came out, and it floated forward, lightly, but unusually stable, just like that, it floated in front of the maid who was waiting in front.

This move made the originally restless atmosphere in the field quiet down again. No one thought that Mr. Shen would do such a move. This move looks simple, but it shows its powerful cultivation. So lightly, it landed firmly in front of the target.

It's not fast, but slow. Accurately slow is more difficult than fast, but this Mr. Shen has succeeded, and judging by his attitude, he did it casually, without any intention of showing off.

Not only is this person very good at poetry, but his kung fu is also excellent!

Zhong Mo's face became even uglier and reddened. He originally planned to rely on force to force the other party to leave, but now it seems that his plan has completely failed. The other party just showed it casually, and his strength is similar to his own, or even stronger. few.

The people around just looked at Zhong Mo, wanting to see what Zhong Mo, the challenger, was going to do.

However, seeing Zhong Mo's face turn pale and turn black, he finally snorted: "Today's wine is so bad, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. Suddenly, several people followed, and five people were missing from the first floor.

This scene made many people laugh. Zhong Mo, who walked out of the door, heard the laughter coming from inside. He felt his heart beating wildly and his blood flowing faster. He took a deep breath and said harshly: " Don't let me meet you again, surnamed Shen, next time you will look good!"

The person who first reminded Zhong Mo stepped forward and said, "Master."

When Zhong Mo heard this, he became even more angry, and shouted angrily: "Get out, don't call me!"

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking to the man and walked away. The man stayed there for a while, then shook his head and followed.

In the Baixiang Pavilion, the maid took the paper behind the barrier and handed it to Bai Shishi. Bai Shishi slowly opened the folded paper, looked at the dragon-flying characters on it, and slowly read the poems on it.

"A kind of deep love, very bitter, and the pulse is against the setting sun..."

Like chanting, like talking to himself, Bai Shishi whispered like this, his eyes were serious and fascinated.

After a while, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and said something to the maid at the door. When the maid heard it, she smiled slightly, and said:

"Mr. Guo's poems and those of Mr. Zhong who have passed away are both good, and they deserve to be called geniuses, but the poems written by this Mr. Shen are even more famous. With Mr. Shen's talent, based on this A word can last forever."

All the quacks below couldn't help clicking their tongues. They could all hear that the word was beautiful and pleasant to hear, but they didn't expect the evaluation to be so high.

As for Guo Zijian's ugly face, he didn't say anything to refute. Instead, he clasped his fists at the place where Shen Mengyan was, and said, "Mr. Shen is a great talent. I'm not as good as you. I won't continue to make a fool of myself today. Let me go!"

After all, he didn't keep it anymore, turned around and walked out, walking very fast, as if he was about to fly.

This behavior caused another burst of low laughter from the crowd, as if mocking Guo Zijian's embarrassment.

The maid also came to Shen Mengyan's box at this moment, she smiled at Shen Mengyan and said: "Mr. Shen, please."

Seeing this, Qiuqiu smiled and said, "Then Qiuqiu congratulated Mr. Shen first."

The expected reply did not appear, but Qiuqiu saw that Mr. Shen hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, since the girls are here, then I will go and have a look together."

Between the words, it turned out that he didn't have much interest in Bai Shishi.

Not only the maid was stunned by these words, even Qiuqiu was also stunned.

Then, Mr. Shen took out a silver ingot and put it on the table, and smiled at Qiuqiu: "Miss Qiuqiu, I told you, please."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the maid and said, "Please lead the way."

The maid heard the other party talking to herself, and then she reacted, and said quickly: "Please follow me, young master."

After all, he walked ahead and led the way, muttering in his heart as he walked.

Why does Mr. Shen feel completely different from those below?How strange.

The people behind the barrier had already left and went to her own boudoir.

When Shen Mengyan came to that boudoir, she saw a very beautiful person.

Plain and elegant in white clothes, with a quiet demeanor and a hint of shyness, coupled with that originally somewhat cold face, made him look even more lovely.

She is completely different from the women in this brothel, as if she is a person from two worlds, with a severe sense of separation.

A brothel girl will indeed look pure and pure, but it can still be seen that it is a setting, an attitude, and an acting skill.

But the woman in front of me couldn't see these things, as if she was born like this.

It shouldn't be.

At this moment, she looked at Shen Mengyan with those autumn-like eyes, and bowed softly: "My servant Bai Shishi, I have met Mr. Shen."

Shen Mengyan also clasped her fists slightly, and said in return: "Shen Wuming, Miss Shishi, don't need to be too polite."

Looking at the girl up and down, at this moment, Shen Mengyan finally relied on her own eyes to confirm that guess again.

Bai Shishi is Bai Linlang, and Hu Die's guess is very likely to be true. This woman is the saint of the Succubus Sect.

Bai Shishi looked at the man in front of her, and felt that the man in front of her was handsome and attractive, and the smile on his face all the time could not tell any hypocrisy, because the smile was too natural.

The white robe that he was wearing was not new, there were always people who liked to wear white robes.

But wearing the body of the person in front of him, it looks different because of this person, even better than the newly fallen white snow.

This person is a snow-like person, looking beautiful, but with a light touch, the dream is awakened.

Sure enough, it was right for me to come here to hold such a banquet this time, if not, how would I know that there is such a good young man in the world.

Bai Shishi only felt a little ups and downs in her heart, she said softly:

"Master Shen, is this term famous?"

"A cluster of flowers, Yongbing Dilian."

After listening to Bai Shishi, she closed her eyes slightly, played the pipa slowly in her hand, and sang graceful lyrics and music in her mouth.

"Lanshan jade pendant and neon clothes, opposite Wanhong makeup. Lotus root silk wind sent Ling Bo to go, then bowed his head and talked softly..."

She had actually memorized the words written by Shen Mengyan.

Accompanied by the beautiful tone of Bai Shishi and the sweet and ethereal tone, the words that seemed sad but had a glimmer of hope were sung like this.

After singing it once, Bai Shishi stopped, her fingers stroking the strings with an intoxicated expression, as if she was still immersed in the world of words.

After a while, she said:

"Shishi admits that she has read a lot of poems, including many masterpieces by famous masters, and she has written some of them. She was once praised by her husband. She originally thought that even if she was not the highest in the world, she would be comparable to many literati today."

Having said that, she laughed at herself.

"But when I saw him today, I realized that there is someone out there. With the talent of a young master, if you take the scientific examination, you will definitely be the number one in high school and famous for hundreds of years."

Shen Mengyan chuckled: "I'm not talented, I don't want to go to any scientific research, I just want to spend my life with one Xiao and one drink, and walk the rivers and lakes with one person and one sword."

Bai Shishi froze for a moment when she heard this, and then couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

She didn't expect that this man who could write such good poems would not think about the easiest scientific research, but instead think about going out in the rivers and lakes, and he was doing it alone.

But it happened that this very unrestrained person liked to be called Daddy by others. This was something she only found out when she asked the maid to investigate today.

"Why laugh?"

"Shishi just feels that it's a pity not to go to the scientific research because of his talent and affection, and it's really a bit willful." Bai Shishi said, but didn't say the real reason for laughing.

Shen Mengyan shook her head lightly: "No, it's not a pity, because for me, there is another goal, and this goal is more attractive to me than the champion."

This made Bai Shishi interested, and she couldn't help asking: "What is the goal?"

Shen Mengyan raised her gaze slightly, and looked into the distance.

Her voice seemed a little ethereal, as if she was talking, and she seemed to be talking to herself.

"The sword qi is [-] miles across, and one sword light is cold in the nineteen states."

Shen Mengyan loves swords, and it has always been her dream to be a swordsman in white. Now, with the two swordsmanship cheats given by the system, this dream is finally one step closer, and she has set a goal for herself.

These words are her goal!

Bai Shishi looked at Shen Mengyan's face, that face was resolute and serious at the moment, and she was really telling her goal.

It was only at this time that Bai Shishi realized that this seemingly gentle and handsome young man actually had a crazy side, and it was very crazy.

The sword energy spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of a sword colds nineteen states.

From ancient times to the present, there are as many swordsmen as a cow's hair, and there are many peerless swordsmen who have stepped into the cultivation of Qi, but no one has ever dared to say such a thing.