A short copy of a poem about a fairy can also give Linglong enough face.

If it were other women, Qin Xiao would not participate, but Miss Linglong was different. He felt that there was a secret in this woman.

It's definitely not because they look good!

For this secret, he was willing to sacrifice himself for a night, even if he was untied, as long as he could find her secret garden...

After reading a poem, everyone calmed down.

This is not because they want to be quiet, but because at this moment, a beautiful picture appears in their minds.

The bustling city, although it was late at night, was brightly lit everywhere, and countless people were crowded, looking up at a woman in the air.

She is Miss Linglong.

A huge swing fell from the sky, and Miss Linglong stood on the swing, shaking everyone's eyes.

At this moment, this picture appeared in the entire sky of Yunxiao City.

Countless people stared at this scene in a daze, and dozens of immortal cultivators soared into the air.

"Is the magic array?"

"No, there is no illusion fluctuation. Is this a mirage?"

"So beautiful, that's Miss Linglong!"

In the private room, the calm face of Miss Lingtao was completely moved, "Speak with the truth!"

"No, this is a strange phenomenon! A poem can actually trigger a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth!"

Miss Linglong stood up, and at this moment, her expression was no longer calm.

Looking at herself on the huge swing, is this her?

"I understand." Miss Linglong's eyes gradually became clear.

What is self?

I in your eyes?

I in his eyes?

In these hundred poems, there is a girl Linglong in everyone's eyes.

"This shouldn't be me, but it can be me!"

The eyes of Miss Linglong slowly shone brightly, and at this moment, the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth completely disappeared.

It was reflected in the eyes of Miss Linglong alone.

"This poem was not for me, but now it is recognized by heaven and earth as me. Then, she is me!" Linglong Xiu's fist gently clenched.

Qin Xiao looked at this scene in shock. He never expected that he would just copy a poem that would trigger such a scene.

Fortunately, it was only a moment.

Outside, after this scene disappeared, it also disappeared from everyone's minds.

Several immortal cultivators came on the way, but at this moment, they didn't know what they were going to do.

"Huh? Didn't I prepare medicine at the City Lord's Mansion? Why did I come here?"

"Brother Sun, are you here too?"

"I remember I shouldn't be here, why don't I go back to the city lord's mansion to have a drink?"

"So great, go and have a walk!"

Everyone was erased of that picture, only Qin Xiao, the initiator, and Miss Linglong, who finally came into view.

The garden became lively again, and after this poem came out, everyone was convinced.

Even the young master who had originally promised to swear was ashamed of himself.

Compared with Qin Xiao's poems, what else is considered a scumbag?

Even slags are not counted!

"Okay, this poetry appreciation conference is over here. I believe everyone has no objection to the final result, right?" Yang's mother spoke, and looked at Qin Xiao's private room at the same time.

Countless people were depressed, but when they thought about it, they would not lose money when they heard such a poem.

I believe that this poem will be passed down through the ages and I am also a witness.

"Hey, I just don't know who did it, and the other party didn't walk out of the private room."

"This must be a talented man of a generation, how could he show it to others easily?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, such a beautiful poem, do you think Miss Linglong will be moved and...?"

"Go to your uncle! Who can write this poem will be a dirty person?"

"Hmph, no one can touch Miss Linglong!"

Some people began to leave, and some people who wanted to come to see Qin Xiao were also stopped by several women outside.

Linglong did not go to see it. In her divine thoughts, every move in Qin Xiao’s private room was in her eyes.

"A prodigal son can write such a poem?" Linglong stood up, and she would wait for Qin Xiao in the room.

Su Yun was completely convinced, and he also forgot the vision he saw.

However, Qin Xiao's poem really made him admire him.

"Su Yun felt that such a talent was delayed by cultivating immortals." Su Yun felt that if Qin Xiao went to the career of officialdom, he would definitely become a master of the literary world.

Outside the private room, the numbers of young men were still waiting.

"A person who can write such a beautiful poem cannot be an unknown person, most of whom are one of the most great scholars of the contemporary era!"

"Take this opportunity to see if you can make friends."

"Huh? It seems like this young man has never seen him?"

Seeing Qin Xiao walk out, the young men were all stunned. They turned out to be a boy?

Can young men write such poems?

Wizards, wizards of the world!

Several people flocked to him, which made Qin Xiao a little unhappy. He was waiting to spend the spring night with his wife.

How can you waste time by these ugly monsters?

"I'm going to read Shen Shu. After hearing the young master's poem, I can't sleep at night. I hope the young master can enjoy his face and have a drink together?"

“Below…”

The other people also wanted to introduce themselves, and Qin Xiao sent a voice to Su Yun.

This made Su Yun even more depressed. Grandma, how could you go to spend the spring night with me? I'll do the bad guys?

"Sorry, the young master said you are not worthy of talking to him, get out!" Su Yun stood up and said viciously.

This made the others look a little ugly. Just as they were about to continue speaking, Su Yun gently released a force, and suddenly the few people took a few steps back and fell to the ground.

"That's what I mean?"

"Just achieve the effect!"

Qin Xiao shook his head, not struggling with these trivial matters, Yang's mother came again, and this time she took Qin Xiao to Miss Linglong's boudoir.

Mother Yang's face was rosy and smiling, "Young Master Su is so talented. I was so ugly before. I hope Young Master Haihan. Miss Linglong is already waiting. Please come here for your son."

Qin Xiao still used the pseudonym Su Lin.

"Okay, please lead the way." Qin Xiao nodded and left with Yang's mother.

This scene made everyone feel sad.

And the few who fell down all hurriedly left after looking at Su Yun.

This person is not simple.

Su Yun returned to the private room in depressed and drank a drink. When he came, he was the only one.

If someone has the most beautiful woman to accompany him, what do you have?

"Young Master, don't forget that we still have them."

The ten women that Qin Xiao ordered were still there, but now that Qin Xiao has left, they have to come and serve Su Yun.

Twenty delicate and fair jade hands kept kneading on their bodies, and some even had no idea how to start.

I accidentally touched an indescribable place.

This made Su Yun react immediately. Even if the cultivator has strong concentration, he is always a man!

"Young master, you have such a temperament."

"Young Master, come here to pay homage to you by the little girl."

"Young Master, Hu..."

The fragrance blowing in his ears made Su Yun feel like he was so angry. Who can withstand this?

The other women looked at each other and felt that it was almost done, so they whispered: "Young Master is drunk, why don't we go to the private room."

"I'm not drunk!" Su Yun wanted to laugh, would he be drunk?

"Young Master, there is also wine in the private room, and the bed in the private room is big and soft."

Su Yun was a little impatient, "I said I wasn't drunk... Well? The wine is a bit intense. I seem to be really drunk. Please help me to the bed in the private room."

If you don’t understand, Su Yun will be a man in vain.

If it were before, Su Yun would never have been like this. Today, he was first taken by the old driver Qin Xiao, and looked at Qin Xiao with Miss Linglong as accompaniment.

Is he still indifferent?

No, he wants to be happy too!
Chapter completed!