Fantasy: Incarnation of the Destiny Villain at the beginning

Chapter 158

"I don't look like a poet?" Lin Lang raised his eyebrows slightly.

"No, I'm just shocked by the young master's talent, I can't believe it." The woman said with a smile.

"Have you heard of this poem elsewhere?" Lin Lang asked.

"Of course not, I believe this poem was written by the young master." The woman quickly shook her head.

Lin Lang looked at the woman in his arms, with the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he suddenly pinched the woman's chin and said, "Then I'll send you another poem, Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows the threshold of Revlon..."

"You also wrote this poem?" The woman's eyes suddenly revealed a look of surprise.

She looked at Lin Lang with admiration and uncontrollable emotions.

"Beauty is like wine, and it should be accompanied by poetry." Lin Lang said lightly.

When the words fell, he started up.

At this time, the woman finally came out from behind the curtain.

Seeing the woman come out, they knew that Miss Fuyu should be the winner, so everyone immediately shut their mouths in a tacit understanding.

"Miss Fuyu has read the poems written by you and has selected seven winners. Next, I will read the names of the winners." The woman smiled.

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and picked up a piece of paper from the tray held by the maid.

After unfolding, the woman smiled and said, "Yu Changqing, Bai Ye... Lin Lang, Zhu Jiu."

When the woman mentioned Lin Lang's name, everyone didn't react, they only thought that Lin Lang might be an unknown scholar.

However, when talking about Zhu Jiu, some people reacted.

"Zhu Jiu?"

"Why is Zhu Jiu on the list?"

"This woman, are you kidding me? Who doesn't know that Zhu Jiu is ignorant! What can he write?"

"Could it be that Zhu Jiu was chosen because of his background?"

"..."

Facing everyone's questioning, the woman still had a faint smile on her face.

Among the crowd, Zhu Jiu, who had a long face, eyes full of vulva, and a vain look hollowed out by wine, stood up in a golden robe.

Facing the people who were all looking at him questioningly, Zhu Jiu curled his lips and then suddenly raised his hand, and said with a calm attitude: "The sword picks the bright moon to walk the ghost road, half the river is red and half the river is the soul..."

After reading the poem, Zhu Jiuyi raised his eyebrows, grinned and said: "I don't see the little lady here here, I don't think it's necessary! I, Zhu Jiu, can be the guest of Fuyu girl by my own ability, so you are jealous So what?! Let me tell you, if you croak again, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Hearing this, the atmosphere gradually became quieter.

Zhu Jiunian's poems are not high-quality, but have a bit of courage, but they can still stop some people's mouths.

After all, most people here can't even combine words.

Moreover, even if Zhu Jiu is still suspicious, Zhu Jiu's background is beyond words.

According to legend, he is not only the holy son of a supreme holy place, but also a devil in the world, so no one dares to offend him.

"Since everyone has recognized the seven, please invite the seven to come to the second floor with me." The woman smiled.

Then, he said to others: "Those who didn't get this opportunity, don't be disappointed. There are still many opportunities in the future. Besides, this floor is also a good place to have fun, everyone, don't waste your spring night."

After the words fell, the woman moved forward under the eyes of one after another, and walked to the stairs first.

Seeing this, the seven people who had been selected got up naturally.

To seize the great opportunity, follow behind the woman.

Lin Lang also got up from his seat.

Throwing a few primordial stones on the woman, Lin Lang smiled and said, "Let's go!"

After the words fell, Lin Lang walked forward very freely.

On the contrary, the woman's eyes became a little lingering at this time.

……

In just a few breaths, Lin Lang went upstairs with the woman.

Upstairs is different from downstairs.

Different from the magnificent appearance downstairs, the style upstairs is more elegant and elegant.

With bamboo as the bone, it is elegantly decorated.

There was a tea table in front of Lin Lang with a cup of tea on it.

There is a door in front of it, I don't know where it leads.

After the woman led a few people up, she smiled and said, "This is the second hurdle, what Miss Fuyu wants to know is your cultivation level."

Hearing this, several people showed clear emotions on their faces.

In the end, if a woman wants to cling to a man in this world, it still depends on the strength of the other party.

If there is no strong strength, it is difficult to conquer women even if they are talented.

"I'm the son of the lord of the Shangxie Sect. I'm not talented. I'm just a human being in the realm of immortality." One person said.said with a smile.

Although he said that he was not talented, there was a smug smile on his face.

There is indeed nothing to show off in the realm of immortality in this land of Kyushu, but Shangxie Sect is one of the most prestigious and supreme holy places in the world!According to the legend, there are five strong men who are half-stepping into the Heavenly Gate, and they are one of the top forces!

As the son of the suzerain, he naturally has the confidence to compete with anyone.

Hearing this, there was no surprise on the woman's face.

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, the woman turned her head and looked at the second person.

"I'm a swordsman! It's inconvenient to say what my level is! But I have the hearts of seven great demons here!" A man with a scar on his face said loudly.

Following the sound, the aura exuded from him was as high as the sky.

"I'm lazy by nature, so far I'm only in the realm of spirit and soul. However, if I can become the guest of Miss Fuyu, I might be able to break through overnight!" One person followed.

"I am the Son of the Red Cloud Holy Land..."

"..."

About a cup of tea, the five of them briefly introduced their details and origins.

It was Lin Lang's turn.

Lin Lang sat on the futon, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

A moment later, Lin Lang raised his hand and slapped the blue long knife on the table.

"Snapped!"

With the sound, the blue long knife has water waves.

An air of lightness that only belongs to half-immortal weapons emanates, which makes people's hearts tremble.

"Half Immortal Artifact?" The woman's eyes flickered and she said softly.

"If I can be the guest of Miss Fu Yu, then I can give this knife to Miss Fu Yu." Lin Lang said with a smile.

Hearing this, even the woman in front of Lin Lang couldn't help but freeze.

The blue long knife in front of him is a semi-immortal weapon, even if it is conservatively estimated, it is worth more than 20 primordial stones!

Is it just for the sake of becoming Miss Fuyu's guest of honor?This is no longer a prodigal, it is simply crazy!

"Fellow Daoist was joking." The corner of her mouth twitched, and the woman said.

After the words fell, the woman turned her head and looked at Zhu Jiu.

"Look at what I am doing? Don't you know my origin? Cultivation level? My cultivation level is even more incredible! I am a cultivation level in the realm of spirit and soul! Let me tell you. I am the guest of this Fuyu girl today. It's settled!" Zhu Jiu raised his head and said loudly.

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly and remained silent for a while.

A few seconds later, the woman said: "Please wait a moment, everyone, I will ask Miss Fu Yu."