If I Don’t Die Soon, I’ll Really Become Invincible!

The golden rainbow dissipated and turned into countless splendor.

And the golden light revealed in the handwriting also converged into the font.

Not as dazzling as before.

But the words with rich ink fragrance still exude a faint fluorescence.

This is the word bead.

Pearl, refers to pearls.

But no one would compare pearls with this word, which is an insult.

Just from the word "Zhenguo", you can see the status of the "Butterfly Love Flower" written by Ye Ning.

Ordinary literati can be called poets if they can produce several works of Mingzhou.

Famous far and near, passed down from generation to generation.

And the works of zhenguo are rare in the world. A zhenguo poem on the big week has to be traced back decades ago!

The decline of Confucianism and Taoism, and the decline of literature and Taoism, naturally lowered the level of literati.

From this point of view, this poem written by Ye Ning is really precious.

"It's really fortunate for Sansheng to be able to witness the birth of a Zhenguo poem!"

"After reading this poem, I no longer have the heart to seek pleasure, I just want to drink and sing to celebrate this literary event!"

"With this word, Lord Ye will become the most welcome guest of the brothel women in the future."

Everyone was emotional.

They were still immersed in great excitement and shock.

Many people looked at Ye Ning with adoration. Could it be the reincarnation of a sage? How can one person be so talented?

It's really enviable.

All the women in Chunfenglou looked at Ye Ning with watery eyes.

Even the body is soft...

"Ye Lang..."

How many women are babbling about.

That fiery gaze is enough to melt steel.

No way, this word is too lethal to women.

In addition, Ye Ning is very famous and handsome, how can he not make people "greedy".

Many courtesans thought to themselves that if they could spend a night with Ye Lang, then this life would be worth it.

With such a blatant look, Ye Ning felt a chill behind his back.

He felt as if he had no clothes on, and he felt uncomfortable being looked at by women.

"Bad, they are greedy for my body!"

Ye Ning became vigilant.

How do you say that? Men must protect themselves when they go out. After all, there are too many women who are greedy for your body.

He still underestimated the lethality of poetry to this era. After writing it, when he looked up, everyone was crying and laughing, which made him feel absurd.

"I admire the talent of Lord Ye."

Cai Xianggao bowed down.

This prayer is full of willingness.

What else could he be unwilling to do?

As early as when Ye Ning wrote the first half of his lyrics, he knew that he had lost.

After writing the whole poem, he actually forgot that he was competing with Ye Ning.

Because that sounds like a joke.

How ignorant you are, to have a poetry competition with Ye Ning?

"The difference between me and him is like Yinghuo and Haoyue, and Ruma and Qilin!"

Cai Xianggao felt bitter in his heart.

Actually it's not that hard.

It was a great honor for him to be able to witness the appearance of a Zhen Guoci with his own eyes.

Therefore, he was convinced that he immediately admitted defeat.

There's nothing to be ashamed of.

Convince Ye Ning, everyone will understand him.

On the contrary, if he insists on not admitting defeat, he will end up with a narrow-mindedness, not knowing how much he has a reputation for.

Ye Ning also returned a salute.

"Actually, you're pretty good."

Ye Ning has a good impression of Cai Xianggao.

Between men and men, in fact, as long as they are upright and upright, they are all men. How can there be so many favors and grievances?

After losing, Cai Xianggao directly admitted his mistake, which is enough to show his quality.

It is a good thing to have no one to win, and to be able to win and admit defeat is the character.

"Brother Ye, can you give me this poem?"

Liu Sanyuan watched eagerly.

His eyes were like the eyes of a child looking at a lollipop looking at his mother.

Let Ye Ning fight a cold war.

"Take it."

It's just a poem, Ye Ning is easy to come by, and it doesn't hurt to give it away.

If he wanted to, he could write a hundred songs in a minute.

But Liu Sanyuan was ecstatic, dancing and laughing.

"It's really good luck, this song can be a family heirloom!"

"Ah, I had known that Lord Ye was so good at talking, and I had the cheek to ask for it."

"This person is really not wanting face!"

Everyone whispered, revealing a sour taste.

What kind of son of the prime minister, with the same virtue as your traitor father, is a traitor!

"Liu Sanyuan is a good idea."

Xiao Qian in the attic snorted coldly and said.

"Go, give me this word and ask for it."

You Liu Sanyuan, what virtue and ability, also want to possess this word?

It's against you!

This song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" not only has the grade of Zhenguo, but is also written in a completely new font. Its value is too great. When Ye Ning is famous all over the world, everyone will be crazy about this character.

Green Bamboo chuckled lightly, knowing what to do.

"No wonder His Majesty loves him so much, this talent is indeed rare in the world..."

Xiao Qian whispered softly.

"I don't regret it as my belt gradually widens, I'm haggard for Yixiao..."

She is also a woman, and she has lived in the entertainment field for a long time. She is used to seeing separation, and she is naturally moved by the meaning of the word.

His eyes gradually became crazy.

"Go, please come up Ye Ning."

Squeak.

Green Bamboo opened the door, and for some reason, the sound of a wooden door opening and closing was so loud.

Instantly interrupted the excited readers.

"My lady asks Lord Ye to come up and talk!"

Green Bamboo's pretty face was smiling, and her eyes were like beads, staring at Ye Ning.

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The first update is here, thank you brothers for your support, thank you!

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