Chapter 696 In Daxia’s harem, there are no permanent allies, only the eternal majesty
“I am deeply impressed by the Night Emperor’s fairy-like appearance and jade color,” Gu Xu smiled lightly when he heard the Night Emperor’s divine voice. Laughing, he responded, "But I always believe that instead of pursuing a goal that will never respond, it is better to save this energy and care more about those who love me."
Voice As soon as it fell, Gu Xu saw that Zhao Yan's rice had been swept away by her, so he took her bowl and scooped out a bowl of mutton soup for her.
At the same time, he was thinking silently in his heart that if Shi Xiaohan were here, the food on this table might not be enough. He would have to order at least ten more portions of the mutton soup.
The Night Emperor quietly watched the three people enjoying themselves at the table, and a complex emotion surged in his heart involuntarily.
The young man in front of him, in terms of appearance, temperament, talent and mind, is no less inferior to the Zi Wei from thousands of years ago.
If thousands of years ago, it was this young man who pursued me with love poems day after day, instead of Ziwei's libertine who liked the new and disliked the old, maybe I would have already felt in love and agreed to him.
The dragon clan is certainly the most proud race in the Lingxiao world.
But when they encounter a powerful enough existence, they will instinctively want to get closer.
After all, as the beloved creatures of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, they also have the desire to inherit a strong bloodline deep in their hearts.
Just as humans are naturally attracted to handsome men and beautiful women, outstanding appearance often represents superior genes.
The Gu Xu in front of him, although his cultivation level is only in the seventh level, but the body that is born to be in harmony with the Dao, has the extraordinary potential to control the five major powers, but it has an extraordinary attraction for the Night Emperor. .
In addition, she met Gu Xu’s daughter in Changchun Garden a few days ago.
The bloodline in Zhao Yan's body before her Nirvana rebirth was actually not as strong as that of the Yanling clan in the Lingxiao world.
But the daughter she gave birth to, Gu Qingyan, has purer blood than the current leader of the Yanling Tribe.
In the Night Emperor's perception, Gu Qingyan's whole body seemed to be a blazing flame, exuding scorching heat to the surroundings at all times.
With her outstanding qualifications, no matter which force in the Lingxiao world she is in, she will definitely be regarded as the mainstay of the next generation, and will receive the full cultivation and resources of her tribe.
This kind of non-intermarriage within the clan, where the offspring’s bloodline strength surpasses that of their parents, is really extremely rare.
The Night Emperor secretly speculated that this was probably Gu Xu's special physique close to the avenue, which completely awakened the powerful potential in the Yanling clan's bloodline.
"If the dragon clan reproduces with him, will he give birth to a descendant whose bloodline is as powerful as the Azure Dragon God?" A joke-like thought flashed through the Night Emperor's mind.
However, she quickly shook her head and dismissed this unrealistic idea.
In the Lingxiao world, the female dragons are all arrogant and arrogant, and even their clan may not be able to impress them, let alone a human male.
Furthermore, Taishang Haotian is probably leading a few allies at this moment to carry out mass killings of her clansmen. There are probably only a few clansmen left alive.
If this were not the case, she would not have ended up living in the wilderness, pinning her hopes of revenge and rescuing her sister on Gu Xu.
"My Gu Lang," while the Night Emperor was silently meditating, Zhao Yan took a sip of mutton soup, looked at Gu Xu beside her with a smile, and spoke in a somewhat flattering tone. Said, "As we all know, your poetic talent is the best in the world, and countless literati and poets are full of praise."
Shangguan Jin immediately answered: "But the two spells in your Jinghong pen are both "The Sapphire Case" written for sister Xiaohan, and they are highly praised by literati."
Zhao Yan continued: " If it spreads to future generations and is seen by others, I'm afraid you only have sister Xiaohan in your eyes and not us at all!" Shangguan Jin also nodded repeatedly, tugged on his sleeves and said, "Brother, write a few poems for us too! Poetry! You are a great poet with great talent, how come you only have so few works?"
The two women sang in harmony, as if they were talking about cross talk, and it was obvious that they had already discussed it. some drama.
It must be said that the recent relationship between the two of them is quite subtle.
They are harmonious on the surface, but secretly fighting in secret. There is no doubt that they are a pair of plastic sisters.
But sometimes, they can cooperate in perfect harmony - especially when they come to him to ask for something.
Gu Xu smiled helplessly and thought to himself: These are really two greedy women. It was not enough to feed them physically last night. Today, they have to feed them mentally.
“I don’t have any great poetic talent, I’m just picking up the wisdom of my predecessors,” Gu Xu sighed lightly, “This poem is not something I can just write casually if I want to.”
As a time traveler, although he memorized many poems during his nine years of compulsory education, there were not many poems about love.
At this moment, what could clearly emerge in his mind were only a few classic sentences.
Most of these poems are about the pain of lovesickness, which is really not suitable for today's occasion.
"If Gu Lang doesn't have a great poetic talent, how could Jinghongbi recognize you as its master?" Zhao Yan deliberately showed a resentful look and glanced sideways at Gu Xu, "Smelly man, you know it clearly It’s just partiality.”
Gu Xu shook his head slightly.
For the sake of harmony in the backyard, he only took out pen and paper from Xianyunju.
"I can't think of a complete poem right now. I only have some scattered sentences in my mind. Why don't I write two sentences for you to read first?" he said.
Zhao Yan curled her lips in dissatisfaction and wanted to continue bargaining with him.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Shangguan Jin had a bright smile on his face and said softly: "Brother is willing to write poems for us, even if they are just scattered sentences, it is the most precious gift in the world. We are already very happy."
After Zhao Yan heard this, she glared at her displeasedly and complained in her heart: Humph, this despicable and shameless woman clearly agreed to stand on the united front, why did she suddenly do it? Just rebel and surrender? The stinky man is changing his tricks every night to take advantage of us, and you, the treacherous guy, are the culprit!
Shangguan Jin's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and the corners of her mouth raised higher, as if to tell her: Queen, in the harem of Daxia, there are no permanent allies, only the eternal majesty.
The crow outside the window suddenly became energetic and stared at the white paper in front of Gu Xu.
The Night Emperor was very curious. The two women had blown him off his feet. Is it because ugliness is not in the eye of the beholder, or is he really somewhat talented? Comparing Gu Xu's poetic talent with that of Zi Wei, who is stronger or weaker?
"Don't read it yet," Gu Xu said to the two expectant ladies, "I will show it to you after I finish writing."
The two hesitated for a moment, and then held back. Curiosity, turned away.
Gu Xu held the Jinghong pen in his hand, and without even dipping it in ink, he wrote powerful and powerful handwriting on the white paper like flowing clouds and flowing water.
(End of this chapter)