Zhengxi... Qin Yu calculated that was not the position that Lu Bo protected?

"Lu Bo should be the strongest among this group. Rong'er, please let Xu Jing run to Ximen to find him to survive? I would definitely not go... It's such a sinister design!"

"Hey, Rong'er learned everything from you, brother. If you are weak, it is real, and if you are in fact empty, it is empty. You have already given you a way out. You want to be lazy and greedy. If you don't want to go, don't blame you for having no way to go." Rong'er blinked and smiled playfully.

Qin Yu is wicked, this guy is lazy and greedy... It must not be his own professor Rong'er.

Suddenly, the fragrance of virginity came to his nose. But before he knew it, Rong'er snuggled into his arms again.

Qin Yu couldn't help but hug the jade man, lowered his head, gently patted Rong'er's left cheek, and touched her, and her face was so swollen that it was blown.

"Don't say that, brother is ashamed. I really haven't taught you anything. I only taught you... to recite poems." Qin Yu thought for a long time and was really not qualified to teach Rong'er anything except a few wrong poems.

"Well, Rong'er likes to listen to his brother's poems the most! Brother, the poem you read for Rong'er last time is so beautiful, but Rong'er was in poor spirits at that time and fell asleep before he finished listening. Can you recite it for Rong'er again?"

"What poem?" Qin Yu was stunned.

It is not good to "draw from" too many famous articles. Although readers expressed their deep impression and were impressed by them... but the initiator had no memory at all and could not reach a high level of ideological resonance with fans.

Qin Yu couldn't remember at all. What poem was that made Rong'er miss it so much...

"Well... Master, it's the song "Untitled" by Li Shangyin. The silkworm will not be able to finish the silk until it dies..." Xiaozhen saw that the owner was embarrassed and whispered.

Lao Bai secretly raised two middle fingers on the aircraft carrier deck, saying seriously, "That... the east wind is weak. Master, you are disabled...

Xiaozhen glanced at him, but ignored him.

"Oh... Yes, yes!" Qin Yu suddenly realized and remembered that he had just run out of Duan Yue's Xuanji secret room, and Benxiang sneaked away. However, Wang Rong followed Xi Zhilan's sound transmission knife and finally found himself. Then, he recited this poem to her as soon as he could.

It seems that I haven't finished reading it, no wonder I don't remember it.

"Okay..." Although I didn't particularly like the miserable smell implicit in this poem, Qin Yu didn't want to distort Rong'er's little wish.

He patted his forehead, thrust his waist and back, and recited the poem in full with ups and downs.

"It is difficult to part when we meet. The east wind is weak and the flowers are in lingering.

The silkworm will not stop until it dies, and the candle will not stop drying when it turns into ashes.

The morning mirror is so sad that the hair changes, and the night chants, the moonlight is cold.

There are no roads to visit Pengshan here, and the blue bird is diligent in exploring it."

...

Rong'er lay in Qin Yu's warm and warm embrace, listening quietly, letting go of every word, until Qin Yu finished reciting it, and after several seconds, she sighed with satisfaction.

"The silkworm's silk will not end until it dies. That silk is not the silk silk thread. But it is the thought of missing! These tears are not the tears of the candle, but Rong'er's tears of lovesickness... This feeling is really beautiful! It's so beautiful!"

"Beautiful?" Qin Yu thought, but he didn't realize that this was tragic, right?

"Brother, you are so amazing that you can write such a good seven-character poem. It is even more exciting than the last article "Thinking of the Immortals". Although the famous quotes have been published and the intention is high, it is not as good as this short eight-character poem, a silkworm, a burner, and a trace of tears. It has completely included our longing."

Qin Yu's mind was rummaged for a long time to archive it before remembering the pieced together seven-character poem, and secretly screamed ashamed.

That song is really even more unresponsive... Forget it, I can't continue to discuss it with a young literary youth like Rong'er who loves self-abuse. It's better to escape from the wrong building!

"Don't you care about Xu Jing?" Qin Yu looked inside the glass mirror. Xu Jing seemed to be wandering around the beautiful Bagua Formation and lost his way. No matter how he accelerated, he could never get to Zhao Song's approach.

"If he wants to go like this, he has to walk for a day and a night to see if he can accidentally get around Uncle Zhao." Rong'er glanced casually, ignored it, and turned around, "Brother, let's continue talking about seven-character poems? What did you think of these poems at that time? How could you come up with such extremely appropriate words? Rong'er also really wanted to see the brother's refined words at a glance, which was naturally profound, but always couldn't do well... Is Rong'er very stupid?"

"Ah, this...what..." Qin Yu knelt, what happened to the reporter's visit? Where is this?

"Actually... writing poetry is another kind of cultivation. It not only requires hard work, but also a little talent. Have you ever heard of a word? In addition to 99%...99% of the hard work and sweat, it also requires a little talent. Otherwise, even sweating all over the body will be useless."

Rong'er giggled.

"Brother, you are so good at joking!"

She reached out and touched Qin Yu's forehead, feeling a little moist.

"Look, brother is sweating all over!"

Qin Yu smiled bitterly, you were inspired by you.

"I'm not joking! All I'm talking about is facts. Just like this law of space, no matter how I study it, I can't get started, let alone being as subtle and clever as Rong'er!"

Rong'er's face turned redder and she was extremely happy when she was praised by Qin Yu.

"Actually... Rong'er just thinks about it casually when she's fine."

Qin Yu said: "Yes, Rong'er's talent is there. Brother, even if I sweat and cry, I will never be like you in my life. No, I will be satisfied if I can reach one-tenth of Rong'er."

"Brother, come on, Rong'er will be fine if he will discuss with you in the future. One tenth of the problem will definitely be fine! Besides, when my brother arrives at the Grand Master and Master, he will learn a lot of things without learning, and there is no need to be too urgent."

"You really have confidence in your brother..." Qin Yu murmured to himself.

He is also a peak master, but now he has not even been able to pass the level of the transformation realm.

"The prey is lost! The prey is lost!"

Suddenly, a dry and roaring sound came from the room, like a fire alarm.

"Brother..." Rong'er swallowed the words halfway through the words she said, and asked, "How did the prey get lost?"

"There was a strange energy fluctuation outside the array. It had been activated about three times in a moment, affecting the operation of the entire array. Xu Jing didn't know what, but suddenly walked suddenly, but the direction was not wrong. It was in the east, about five hundred feet away from the eye of the array in the east."

So fast?

Rong'er suddenly struggled straight from Qin Yu's arms and asked in a soft voice: "There must be his accomplices outside the formation, and they must be proficient in the prohibited formation. Notify the three seniors that they can close the net!"

"Yes!" Huang Pi responded simply and conveyed Wang Rong's order directly.

The second-level master of the Transformation Realm is extremely fast. If he doesn't take action as soon as possible and he takes the lead, the trap will really become a flaw.

"Brother, a master has come to Shennong Valley, so we must be careful."

Qin Yu nodded and suddenly turned his head. He looked at a certain direction on the south side of the tower almost at the same time as Rong'er, and his heart was filled with excitement.

"He has entered the tower!"

Then, the two heard a familiar voice coming.

"Brother Qin Shi, it's really rare to meet again."

Qin Yu smiled bitterly: "It's really hard to part with each other when we meet. Why do straight men make things difficult for straight men? Third ancestor, under such a situation, I hope that everyone will miss you better than meeting them!"

Xu's third ancestor, Xu Jing, who is generous and upright, narrowed his eyes and squatted on the thirteenth floor window lining table. It was less than five feet away from the two of them. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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