Fantasy: The teacher’s martial spirit turns out to be a green caterpillar

Yang Xing took the Oiran upstairs.

And downstairs is still talking about this mysterious son.

"These two poems are so wonderful, one is so sad, and the other is so domineering. "

"But why have I never heard of such a writer in our Northern Yan Kingdom, I think the first one alone is enough to shock the government and the opposition. "

"And the second one seems to be just a short paragraph, and I don't know what the whole poem is like. "

"And the names of these two poems, the gentleman didn't say it. "

Everyone was curious about the identity of this mysterious writer, but no one knew.

"My lord, do you need us to check? Yan Beihou's guards looked at Yan Beihou still whispering those two lines of poetry, and couldn't help but say.

Yan Beihou shook his head: "How can it be so rude? If I have a relationship with him, he will meet again one day." "

Xiong Wu on the third floor was drinking, he really wanted to shout now, I know that person, I am still his friend.

But Xiong Wu is still more righteous, and he will not reveal his brother's identity without Yang Xing's permission.

"Brother Yang is really deep enough to hide. How could I not know that he had so many abilities before, if Yang Xing's poetry was passed back to the academy, I don't know how many female students would fall for it. Xiong Wu seemed to have seen that picture.

......

In an elegant and lightly scented room in Chunyan Building.

Yang Xing walked into the room, he looked at the layout of the room, it seemed to be a woman's boudoir.

"I advise you to put away your knife, I have no ill will towards you. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here today. Yang Xing looked at the Oiran Ziyan in front of him.

Although this woman was facing away from him, Yang Xing of the Soul Master Realm had improved his perception a lot, and he could feel Ziyan's hostility.

Presumably, she had weapons like daggers hidden in her clothes.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Ziyan and Childe should be meeting for the first time. Whatever tunes Childe likes to listen to, Ziyan will play it for you. Ziyan turned her head and looked at Yang Xing with charm in her eyes under the veil.

Yang Xing sighed: "Why can't there be more sincerity between people, you were injured last night." I remember that you also had sword marks on your arm, and when I grabbed your arm just now, I felt the sensation of gauze.

I don't think if it's really an Oiran who doesn't go out of the door, there shouldn't be a sword wound on his body. "

Ziyan's eyes changed slightly.

"There are some things that Childe had better pretend not to know. Ziyan's voice this time was obviously a little cold.

Yang Xing picked up the fruit on the table and said while eating, "I was supposed to pretend that I didn't know anything, but from the first time I saw you, I realized that I couldn't do that. "

Ziyan looked at Yang Xing with faint eyes, as if she had guessed what this man was going to say next.

Yang Xing walked to Ziyan's side, and he looked directly at Ziyan: "You are different from other women......

Sure enough, it was this kind of infatuated confession, Ziyan was speechless in her heart, she knew that she was very good-looking, and she was still the identity of an oiran, and there were a few people who confessed like this almost every month.

The next words are undoubtedly what I have a crush on you, I want to marry you, I want you to be my woman.

"You are very talented, and you have strange muscles, so I'll just say it! I want to take you as my student!"

Ziyan was about to say yes when she refused, when suddenly she sensed that something was wrong.

What did this guy say just now?

Not to be his woman, but to be ...... Students?

"You just ...... What do you say?" Ziyan looked at Yang Xing in surprise.

Yang Xing looked at Ziyan expectantly: "You are my student." I can assure you that I can make you very strong. When the time comes, don't talk about three great martial artists, even if it's five, ten great martial artists won't be your opponent!".

Ziyan smiled.

"You're really funny, you scared off the three great martial artists last night. They came to me today and said they wanted to take me as a student. "

Ziyan no longer hid it at this time.

"Do you know what your own realm is?".

"Soul Master Fifth Stage. "

"Do you know what realm I am?".

"The fourth stage of the Great Martial Master. "

"I'm the fourth stage of the Great Martial Master, what do you think you can teach me...... Wait......" Ziyan's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked directly at Yang Xing: "How do you know that I am the fourth stage of the Great Martial Master." "

"Do you want to know? When I'm a student, I'll tell you. Yang Xing teased.

Ziyan re-examined the man in front of her, this guy surprised herself too many times, from last night to today, to composing poetry outside, to accepting herself as a student just now, and now directly seeing through his own realm.

"I know that Childe, you are a double martial spirit, and your future is limitless. But if you want to be my teacher, it's still far from it. And I already have teachers. Ziyan pursed her lips.

"It's not important that you have a teacher, when you become my student, you will completely forget about what kind of cat and dog teacher you were before.

You are now a great martial artist, but you should know that there is still a gap between the soul and the martial artist. As long as you can worship me as a teacher, I can let you have a martial soul. Yang Xing said seductively.

Ziyan shook her head: "You still want to be my teacher, please don't know how old I am this year." "

"25 years old. "

“...... How do you know that!".

"Worship me as a teacher, I tell you. "

"Come on. You know my age, I still want to have a martial soul at the age of twenty-five, you know how low the probability is!".

"Not long ago, I gave a thirty-one-year-old man a martial spirit. "

“......"

Ziyan found that she had no way to communicate with the guy in front of her.

All in all, in one sentence. I can't be your student!" Ziyan sat down on the piano table next to her, her hand on the guqin: "Say, what tune do you want to hear." "

"I want you to be my student. "

A lot of black lines appeared on Ziyan's forehead, and she was already on the verge of an outburst.

"I heard that you like poetry very much, right?" Yang Xing suddenly changed his words.

"Yes and what. Ziyan didn't hide it.

"What do you think of the poem I wrote below just now?" Yang Xing stared at Ziyan.

Ziyan said bluntly: "Very good, if this poem alone spreads, not only in the Northern Yan Kingdom, but also in several countries around the Northern Yan Kingdom, you will be famous, and you will be invited to be a guest." "

"In that case, I'll write you a few more poems. How about you make me a student!" Yang Xing said with a grin.

Ziyan was speechless: "Not any poem can send me, and poetry of that level is not something that can be written by just anyone." "

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. "

Ziyan was stunned.

"How's that?" Yang Xing said with a smile

Don't be kidding, in the years when Lao Tzu was studying, what Tang poems and Song lyrics were not memorized in vain.

"Why are you so obsessed? Even if you can write poetry, I'm ...... I won't say yes either. You also wrote that poem just now?" Ziyan's mind was uncontrollable, constantly recalling the poem Yang Xing had recited just now.

I feel more and more that the context of the poem is so beautiful.

Compared with this poem, the masterpieces of the writers I sought after before are not worth bullshit!

Yang Xing smiled slightly, there was a play.

However, this woman's defense line is very strong, and if she wants to win it today, it will be a long stream.

"I did it. Okay, now Miss Ziyan can play the piano, whatever you want. Yang Xing lay lazily on the wooden chair next to him.

Ziyan was stunned, why did this guy suddenly change again, this finally aroused her addiction, but now she is silent.