Walking slowly to the window, everyone's eyes were stagnant.

"What's the matter, why is Chen Jiu's right hand disabled".

"Yes, why not let the right hand grow out".

Ignoring the people below, Chen Jiulie thought: "When will the moon be there? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this evening. I want to take the wind to return, but I fear Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights. Qingying, how does it look like in the world?

Transfer to Zhu Pavilion, low Qi household, without sleep. There should be no hate, what is the long time to go to other times? People have sorrows and joys, and the moon is cloudy and clear. This is hard to come by in ancient times. Nung, moon and new moon.

After finishing the poem, the audience was silent, as if immersed in that kind of thought.

After a while, I don't know who said a good word first, and then someone yelled: "It's a good one who hopes that people will last for a long time, and there will be thousands of miles to be beautiful."

"Hearing this poem, it's a big deal."

"Chen Jiu deserves to be Chen Jiu. He is so talented that I have to say a word of perseverance. Even the four great talents have to leave the stage sadly when facing Chen Jiu."

As soon as this poem came out, Baihualou dimmed instantly, and countless scholars withdrew from the competition in shame.

In the box, the four great talents bowed their heads one after another. This time they lost again. There is no need to wait for the result to come out. Several people know themselves.

At this time, Li Mingyi clapped his hands to congratulate Chen Jiu is not, nor is it to persuade the four great talents, it is really a dilemma.

"You guys are still willing to come out and write a poem, and try it out, otherwise this place will have a master." Mu Qingyi's little maid was a little helpless at this time. I originally thought this poem meeting would be so lively, no Thinking of the two great gods jumping out at the very beginning, all the sages who made them were silent.

Although he was unwilling to feel Chen Jiu's return to the goddess, he let all the talents think hard. Can't think of any good things.

"If this is the case, please invite Master Chen and me." The little maid looked at Chen Jiu's pavilion.

"Congratulations to Brother Chen for being able to kiss Fangze, go quickly. Don't let people wait for a long time." Li Mingyi looked at Chen Jiu, holding his fists in celebration.

Will not go. But so many people were watching. If you can't tell, you won't be sprayed to death.

"Then I'll be with you." Chen Jiu turned and went down the pavilion.

In the small building, Mu Qingyi was sitting on the ground. In front of him was a mahogany wooden table with a tea set on the seat, while Mu Qingyi Qianqiansu was making tea.

Seeing Mu Qingyi making tea, Chen Jiu smiled lightly. Sitting across from Mu Qingyi, he said nothing, just watching the tea quietly.

Ordinary people make tea, giving people a sense of arty and disease-free groaning, but in Mu Qingyi's hands, there is a sense of flowing water, as if tea should be made like this.

After a series of tedious procedures, Chen Jiu took a sip gently, a scent of scent persisted between his lips and teeth for a long time. Falling into the abdomen, it seems that this fragrance has soaked the whole body, and the whole body exudes a fragrance.

"Tea is good tea. The person who makes tea is even better." Chen Jiu opened his eyes and praised.

Mu Qingyi's eyes flashed slightly: "Thank you for your praise, son."

Looking at Mu Qingyi on the opposite side, Chen Jiuyi smiled: "Girl Qingyi still wears a veil when she meets the guests. She really doesn't respect the guests."

Mu Qingyi laughed and said nothing. Chen Jiu felt bored. The two of them sat for a while, and Chen Jiu was about to get up to say goodbye. Mu Qingyi suddenly said, "I didn't expect that one of my son's arms would be abandoned. I don't know who got it. So cruel".

Chen Jiu looked at the tea cup on the table: "I was not careful. Something went wrong in the exercises, and the arm was scrapped."

Mu Qingyi looked at Chen Jiu: "The son's words are not true. That day, the son was showing great power, but I can see it clearly in Yuzhou City."

Chen Jiu raised his head with sharp eyes: "Could it be that that group of people are related to you".

"How could it be possible. I'm just a small woman in the dust. They are cultivators above all. We can't get together. The son is too worried."

Having said that, Chen Jiu didn't put down his guard at this time, and he sensed the Qi in Mu Qingyi's body, and then he was taken aback.

"I will dance for the son. This is my rule. Whenever a guest comes here, I will dance to a song."

Mu Qingyi got up, but Chen Jiu smiled: "No, I am not interested in this kind of dance music that everyone can see. I want to see it. I will find a few singers in the future, and don't bother the Qingyi girl."

Mu Qingyi paused when she heard the words. What did Chen Jiu mean? She meant that she had a lot of customers. Is Chen Jiu not interested in her? .

She is the top brand of Baihualou, famous for Da Zhou. When someone said such things to him, it was almost like pointing to his head and saying: "You have a little bit of red lips, a pair of jade arms and a pillow Woman, I am not interested in your vermilion lips and jade arms".

Mu Qingyi's silver teeth clenched tightly. This guy regarded him as someone who Mu Qingyi was. He was damned to die.

Even so, Mu Qingyi's footsteps did not stop, and she continued to walk into the open land, long-sleeved dance.

Chen Jiu was sitting there drinking tea, seeing no waves in his eyes.

The tea was cold, Mu Qingyi finished a dance and sat opposite Chen Jiu.

"What dance is this?" Chen Jiu glanced at Mu Qingyi, and had to say that Mu Qingyi's dance was quite good.

"Neon Feather Dance" Mu Qingyi took a sip of tea.

Chen Jiu was stunned. He didn't expect that Mu Qingyi's dance would have the same name as the dance in his own hometown in the previous life. It's just that Chen Jiu, the neon costume feather dance in his hometown, hadn't seen it.

"It's actually the Neon Feather Dance. I've heard people say about the Neon Feather Dance, but I didn't see it. I don't know what you dance is different."

Mu Qingyi smiled softly: "There is only one kind of neon feather dance in this world, all of which are of the same origin. Even if there are differences, they will not be too big."

Chen Jiu looked at the bright moon outside the window: "It's not the same, your neon feather dance is just beautiful, but the neon feather dance in our hometown has a strong mood, which you don't have."

"Oh, I didn't expect that Young Master Chen still knows dance. Then Young Master Chen can talk about the dance in your hometown."

Chen Jiu pondered for a moment, and his eyes blurred: "Yun wants clothes, flowers, wants to accommodate the spring breeze, Dew Huanong, if it is not Qun Yushan, see Xiang Yaotai, moon every branch, red dew, fragrant, Wushan, broken heart The king of Huaqing and Huaqing laughed and watched and explained that the spring breeze limits the hatred of Chenxiang Pavilion and leans against Langan in the north.

"What a beautiful poem, Young Master Chen has a good literary talent. Listening to the lyrics, you know that the dance music must be beautiful, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to take a look."

Chen Jiu looked at the tea in the teacup: "You are also good at dancing with neon clothes, but the artistic conception is not enough. There is a feeling of painting a gourd."

"Drawing a scoop according to the gourd, this word sounds interesting." Mu Qingyi took a deep breath and bit her silver teeth into pieces. Not only did this guy despise herself, but he also said that his most proud dance is to draw a scoop according to the gourd. Want to splash a glass of water on his face.

However, Mu Qingyi deserves to be the top card of Baihualou who has read countless people. Some strange guests have never seen him, and he still talked quietly with Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu put down the tea cup: "How did the girl in Qingyi remember Yuzhou?".

"I don't know where the top card of Baihualou goes. If the organization asks me to go, I will go wherever I go. I am a weak woman who can't decide my destiny."

Chen Jiu didn’t comment. He watched the tea boiled again, and his palm moved slightly~lightnovelpub.net~ Mu Qingyi looked at Chen Jiu’s broken arm: “It’s a pity that the son’s broken arm, here I am. But there are good medicines that can help the son to reply."

Chen Jiu looked at Mu Qingyi with a smile and a smile. He was courteous and robbed if he didn't mean anything. "Someone in which box just told me this sentence, and his finger was cut off."

Mu Qingyi blinked, as if she didn't understand, she really didn't know how to heal Chen Jiu and how it had something to do with cutting her fingers.

"The guy was full of confidence and wanted to heal my arm, but he didn't succeed. It made him feel embarrassed. He thought his pill was fake, so he simply cut off his finger to try if the pill was real. of".

Mu Qingyi's bare hand moved lightly, "What about the result?"

"It turns out that the pill is real."

"Since it's true, why didn't your wound healed".

"Where did I know?" Chen Jiu shook his head and sighed. (To be continued) ()