Under the quiet starry sky, there was only a slight whispering with the wind, and the whisper became lighter and lighter as time went by, and finally it became completely quieter.

Su Lanzhu finally turned her head and looked at him. The wind blew his short hair, the stars shone on his face, and his tired sleeping face made people sad.

It took a long time, long time.

"Oh!" After the faint and inauspicious Youyou sighed, she stood up, moved her lotus stepping lightly beside him, and sat down, looking at his sleeping face up close, with a look of a bit ethereal and confused look.

"It's really a bad thing that hurts people."

After being confused, Su Lanzhu unknowingly recalled the acquaintance of the two, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but have a gentle curve. It's still a pity that no one could appreciate this face.

Women often show their beautiful tenderness in places where men cannot see them.

But then she remembered his unclear relationship with Mo Yue'er, and she was extremely angry again and couldn't help but reach out and point his head.

"Um!" He was 'attacked' and frowned. He stammered and stumbled his hand and scratched his head and continued to sleep, without any sign of waking up.

"I wish you were so quiet when you were awake." She covered her mouth and chuckled, unable to help poke his cheek again.

"Ah!" Su Lanzhu exclaimed in a low voice. It turned out that his instinctive reaction was aroused. He grabbed her tender and fair little hand and pulled her down. "What are you...what are you going to do?" Her voice was rarely filled with panic, as if she was caught doing something bad.

"Hu~~~" The fiery breath penetrated the veil and hit her cheeks, causing her face to be infected with the same fiery temperature.

"..." She was sure that this guy was still asleep, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "I still make trouble when I fell asleep. I have never seen a guy like you."

"Huh~~~!"

On the grass, a man and a woman were lying on their side holding hands, and Su Lanzhu could see the shining Ark of Hell above his side face.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came not far away. "Hey! I remember that the young master is indeed here."

After a while, the light-makeup courtesan separated the grass and appeared on the edge of the grass.

"It's true here!" The courtesan looked happy and immediately found Shen Nan sleeping soundly on the grass, while Su Lanzhu disappeared.

Her cherry lips opened slightly, and suddenly her eyes turned and showed a cunning look. She tiptoed to him quietly and opened her head to visit. "Young Master, Young Master..."

“Huhhh…!”

Seeing that Shen Nan had not woken up, she playedfully holding the ends of her hair and scratching her ears.

Shen Nan scratched his ears, turned over and continued to sleep.

"I'm really asleep?" Mo Yue'er was a little surprised and said to herself. How could she really sleep so hard with mortals as a monk? Alert is the most basic basic thing. Unless someone is drugged or traumatized.

But after checking, she did not find anything wrong with him. "What's going on?" Looking at Shen Nan's simple sleeping face, which was quite tired but completely different from the awake hippie smile, Mo Yue'er's face was a little gloomy and unstable. "Let's go find the master..."

"I only remembered the master when I was in trouble." Sister Mo also came to the grass with a helpless and angry expression. "That's true! You didn't listen to what I said at all! In a blink of an eye, I came to look for this kid without looking at you."

"Master, what's wrong with him?"

"Just as you saw it, I was tired and fell asleep." Sister Mo said here, and her expression paused slightly. "But it's not surprising. Yesterday I discovered deep fatigue in his body and mental levels. It was like a continuous battle for ten days and dozens of days, just relying on external objects to maintain physical strength and mental strength."

"How could this happen?" Yue'er asked in confusion with relief.

Sister Mo looked at him sleeping slightly with a little complicated look. "Girl, didn't you notice it last night? Even if this kid is in a coma, his body is instinctively performing high-intensity self-exercise."

"Master, what do you mean..." Hua Guan was also a smart person and immediately understood what Sister Mo meant. She was surprised, admired and cared for her to look at the sleeping person again.

"From this morning when he woke up, his high-intensity self-exercise not only did not stop, but was training more crazily like fighting near the limit. Whenever his physical strength and mental strength were reduced to a certain extent, he would use external objects to recover. This habit of self-exercise reached the point where the consciousness was sleeping and coma continued.

If I had just guessed and uncertain before, after all, I really didn't need to rest unless this kid was reincarnated as a true immortal, but now he has basically confirmed his appearance. Even so, the willpower of this little monster is still strong and terrifying."

Being praised by Shen Nan for being the number one killer in China is an affirmation of Shen Nan's efforts.

"Just as Master, you said, any success is not accidental!" The courtesan's voice became gentler. He gently raised Shen Nan's head and let him rest on his round and white thighs. The sleeping man immediately showed a comfortable expression, and the silly smiling expression on his head made Sister Mo want to step on it.

Seeing Yue'er's expression at this moment, Sister Mo shook her head and sighed again. "Oh! From this we can see that you can't subdue him! Besides, this kid is definitely not a pure and dedicated master."

"I understand, master." She did understand. She understood the first time she met, but the more she touched her gaze, the more her gaze was stuck to him. It was too late to move away.

"Crazy, Cai'er, this is the fate of a woman!" Sister Mo didn't know how many times she shook her head today. She sat next to Yue'er and looked up at the stars. Her eyes were deep and distant as if she was trapped in some memories.

"Master, have you ever liked someone?" Yue'er suddenly asked curiously.

"Have you been!"

Yue'er's eyes lit up and she asked with great enthusiasm. "Who is it? How did the master like him?"

"I'm lying to you." Sister Mo poked Yue'er's head that came over with a proud look on her face. "Which man in the world can catch my Mo Seating's eyes."

"Hehe, that's right."

At this time, strange spiritual power fluctuations rippled over the observatory, and the sky above Yuhang was rippling together. Then the illusory projection light curtain unfolded, revealing the dinner scene in the center of the observatory. The final projection focus was frozen on the high platform Wuhou and Governor Xie.

Wu Hou stood up with a smile on his face. "All the talented men and beautiful ladies, my fellow villagers, this year's Chinese Valentine's Day poetry competition was hosted by me and the Governor. The star had just ended and many talented women wrote many good poems. During the dinner, we will pick a few good poems here to enjoy."

Governor Xie also stood up with a smile and said, "I am very happy to host this year's Chinese Valentine's Poetry Competition. As in previous years, this year's talented men and women are obviously more talented than the past. In the past, a poem about talented people may win the title, but this year may not even be ranked in the top ten. This is a sign of the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty and the long live the emperor's achievements!"

"This old fox's skill in flattering is so perfect, and someone is about to show off again." Sister Mo glanced at the person who was slapped with a knee. "Looking horizontally, this guy's mouth is crooked and his eyes are slanted. Not to mention top talents, even scholars are not like them."

"Where is, the young master is the most handsome man in the Tang Dynasty." Yue'er retorted softly, Pan An appeared in his typical lover's eyes, and Lanling King (one of the four beautiful men in ancient times).

"If Xiaoyan Wang Longhao knew that someone dared to take him the title of the most handsome man in the Tang Dynasty, this kid would offend the second prince of the Tang Dynasty." Sister Mo giggled.

"It's better to offend the old emperor and those hypocrites, and then the young master will be my only one." The courtesan ** looked at his short hair, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes, as if he really had such a plan.

The talented people of Jinling, such as Wang Jinze, Xie Shuyuan, Qin Ya, etc. were all praised by name. Every time they were named, the live broadcast magic weapon would give the name a close-up to the person being named, increasing their exposure and popularity, and increasing their reputation. It can also be regarded as a disguised reward, which makes the observatory and the live broadcast burst out from time to time.

"The next thing I appreciate is the 'Sun and Moon shine' by Miss Mo Yueer, the first courtesan of the Tang Dynasty."

The live broadcast camera turned and immediately locked the three people on the edge of the grass.

In just a moment, when I saw the scenes in the live broadcast, both men and women were silent for a second.

They saw a man sleeping peacefully on the thighs of the No. 1 courtesan of the Tang Dynasty, and there was a peerless and enchanting beauty by his side.

This is a luxurious scene that they had never seen before in their dreams, and it directly impacted their fragile mind without warning.

"Who is this man? Could it be a royal relative?"

"Ahhhh! My Miss Yue'er and Fairy Mo."

"Who, who knows the identity of this man tells me that I will give a reward of ten thousand spiritual jade."

Whether it is the talented man and the talented woman on the observatory or the crowd in Yuhang, the noise and discussion are unprecedentedly intense.

"Why did this kid get mixed up with the big and big witch in the blink of an eye?" The airport lady was drinking at the banquet regardless of her image, while muttering in a low voice, and then waving away in the next moment.

"Brother is really..." Xie Shuyuan admired and smiled bitterly.

"Hmph, I don't know shame." Qin Ya frowned and turned her head.

When Wu Hou and Governor Xie looked at each other, they both saw the worry and vigilance in each other's eyes. Although they did not know Fairy Mo's true identity, they also knew that she was not from her own, not to mention Mo Yue'er's identity. Their relationship with Shen Nan seemed to be extraordinary close, which made people care.

Mo Yue'er found that the scene where she gave Shen Nan's knee pillow was broadcast live. Not only did she not frighten, but she smiled and announced to the whole world of Yuhang. She stretched out her hand and pointed at the man's face with a delicate heart. Her happy affection made the talented men feel distressed and lost.

In this public eye, everyone's hearts were rumbling and their different thoughts were displayed. As the most central protagonist, Shen Nan had no idea of ​​his current situation. He felt comfortable being the courtesan, and as if he had been sleeping in the same position for a long time. He rubbed his comfortable white thighs and turned to face the courtesan's lower abdomen. The heat exhaled made the courtesan's body tremble slightly. "Young Master!"

"Ah! My Miss Yue'er has been defiled."

"Whoever kills him, I'll give you a top-grade magic weapon!"

"I will add a top-grade spiritual jade!"

The young man who couldn't get to the observatory shouted wildly.

"Cough cough! Next, enjoy Miss Xinyue'er's poems..." Governor Xie coughed dryly and finally got to the point. However, there were not many people who listened to him. Almost all the men's fire-breathing eyes were staring at the two people who showed their love on the live broadcast.

After the talk was finished, Governor Xie smiled bitterly and stepped back. When everyone finally thought the picture should be switched, Wu Hou said with a wooden face. "Next is Fairy Mo's setting sun as blood!"

“…”

"Puff—! I can't stand who will knock me out."

"What's the point of deceiving my eyes?"

“Fake, all fake.”

Finally, after another quickened appreciation by Wu Hou, Governor Xie twitched his mouth under the anticipated gaze. "Next is Chen Ba's poem about the Rising!"

Because appreciation starts from low to high according to the talent of poetry, this is a rule that has always been.

"Finally, are you going to change?"

"However...no, why? Why?"

"Hahaha!"

The strange atmosphere finally ended after the last word of Wuhou was spoken out. The live broadcast scene changed and frozen on the white-faced Confucian scholar on the little prince.

Governor Xie finally breathed a sigh of relief. "This talented man must have heard of his name. He is the proud disciple of the Poet Immortal, Lin Feng, who is known as the little Poet Immortal.

His first poem to become a star is..."

While Lao Xie was appreciating poetry and prose, Wu Hou immediately sent a message to Chen Nan, hoping that he would wake up and stop causing trouble.

However, no matter how he transmits the voice, it seems like a stone sinks to the sea. No response or change happens. This makes him frown slightly. Could it be that Chen Nan is not able to fall asleep? But something happened? If Senior Baqiao would not be so quiet, he finally suppressed his doubts and told Governor Xie to pay attention to the other side at all times.

Although the atmosphere of the wise king lineage is a bit depressing, when facing the "camera", they must force themselves to smile and do a good job in superficial work.

Finally, after enduring the long, unnutritious appreciation, the little prince's face immediately turned dark. "What's going on with the cup Mo Ting? Do you want to step on two boats?"

"That's not necessarily true. Gu Mo Ting said that this was Mo Yue'er's personal behavior. The witch was probably really in love with Chen Nan." Xu Hongyan sneered contemptuously. "The first courtesan Holy Lord's eldest disciple is just like this."

"Have Chen Nan's background not been found out yet?" Chen Xingao interrupted and asked.

"There was no trace of him before the Demon Forest a few months ago." The little prince clenched his fist. The details of Chen Nan he mentioned before were just trying to deceive him. With the information of his Virtuous King's lineage, he did not find out the details of Chen Nan. You should know that their Virtuous King's lineage's eyeliner is not only in the Tang Dynasty, but the major forces in China in the Five Domain have their eyes, but they are all ill. "I heard that in that Demon Forest incident, Chen Nan's cultivation level was just pregnant?"

"What? There is such a thing?" The white-faced scholar showed surprise.

"Although it's incredible, it's what I saw with my own eyes." Liu Yu said with a gloomy face. "And the little prince said that Chen Nan successfully entered the earth vein to build the foundation a few days ago. His real strength... was stronger!" Originally, he wanted to say that even the little prince's life pill could not do anything, but he controlled his mouth.

"Hmph! It's nothing strange about this. He is an individual cultivator. His body's combat power has reached the Life Pill. The realm is there. It's not difficult to improve his cultivation in the early stage." The little prince's face was slightly gloomy. Yesterday's failure really embarrassed him. This was the first time he had fallen so ugly.

Suddenly, a sound transmission note shot from afar fell into Xu Hongyan's hands. She suddenly looked happy and her eyes were filled with coldness. "A good news, one of Chen Nan's mistresses, Ji Qiongxi, went out alone to the Burning Wind Ruoshui Lake. This is a rare opportunity."
Chapter completed!