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Volume 1 In the Human World Chapter 19 Flattery and Female Ghost

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    In order not to show off his flaws, Yang Fengnian also imitated Yan Chixia's appearance and competed with Yan Chixia's acting skills.

    For a moment, in the waterside pavilion, which was shrouded in light mist and looked like a fairyland, all you could hear was the sound of slobbering, and the soul-stirring laughter of the locust tree spirit named Tianlai Bodhisattva.

    After covering his mouth and chuckling for a while, Tianlai Bodhisattva raised his head, his beautiful eyes turned, and he glanced at the unconscious passages in front of him, with a flash of disdain and disgust in his eyes.

    He raised the silk handkerchief in his hand, held it against his red lips, and coughed lightly.

    The slight sound, like a loud bell, hit the mind of the unconscious monster, and the buzzing echoed in the water pavilion.

    Afterwards, many monsters seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and suddenly came back to their senses.  The confused eyes also glowed with energy.

    The demon who woke up looked at the delicate and frail beauty in front of her again. She was so frightened that she broke out in cold sweat.  My heart was shocked by the profound cultivation of this demon.

    ¡°Fairy Tian Lai, you have profound cultivation, we can¡¯t stop admiring you!¡±

    "Yes, yes, Fairy Tian Lai really deserves her reputation!"

    "In my opinion, the Antenna Fairy's cultivation is the best in the world!"


    For a time, the audience was filled with compliments.

    With fawning smiles on their faces, these bully monsters gathered around the Sophora japonica tree spirit and praised her.

    The Sophora Tree Spirit covered his mouth and chuckled, seeming a little shy.

    However, after her beautiful eyes wandered for a moment, she discovered that among the complimenters, there were actually two trash demons, standing behind the crowd, whispering these words to no one else.

    Seeing this scene, Huaishu Jing felt displeased, her brows furrowed slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed, and there flashed a fierce look that was hard to detect.

    The two little trash monsters who were talking quietly to each other when there was no one else around were Yang Fengnian and Yan Chixia.

    Yan Chixia is upright and passionate.  It would be harder for him to lower himself to compliment a murderous monster than to kill him.

    "As for Yang Fengnian, it doesn't matter what fame he has, he doesn't have one anyway.

    However, what he was thinking about was something else.

    Compliments from a group of people are definitely not as effective as compliments from one person.  This is the same as bribery. A person must pay the bribe secretly for it to be effective.  But if you go with a large group of people, you won't be able to accomplish anything by designation.

    After thinking of this, Yang Fengnian slowly raised his head, with a flattering smile on his face that was squeezed into a flower.

    He raised his hands and smiled at the thousand-year-old locust tree spirit who turned into a beautiful woman, and then immediately calmed down his expression and became solemn.  After holding his hands behind his back, he walked around in place twice, looked at the dark sky, shook his head and said: "The fairy's voice is really nice. As the saying goes, this voice can only be heard in the sky, how many times can you hear it in the human world! It's wonderful, wonderful.  Oh!"

    The explicit flattery left everyone dumbfounded.

    Those dryads who were complimentary at first were dumbfounded after hearing this and looked at this shameless trash monster in astonishment.  Damn it, why didn't I think of such a witticism? It's a good idea to let this kid take the lead.

    As for the four demons of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, they looked as if they were mourning for their heirs, beating their chests and feet, wishing they could snatch these two lines of poetry and use them for themselves.

    As for

    Yan Chixia next to Yang Fengnian.

    After hearing this, his righteous face suddenly turned red into the bottom of a red-hot pot.

    He took a few steps away like an electric shock, keeping a distance from Yang Fengnian.

    It looked like I didn¡¯t know this shameless guy.

    This world has entered a different time and space since the Zhou Dynasty Conferred God War.  For thousands of years, it has been a feudal country.  There was no later Qin, Han, and Tang Dynasties, no Du Fu, and no Li Bai.

    So, say it now.  These two poems belong to Yang Fengnian.

    When Yang Fengnian endured the nausea and nausea to compliment the other party, Fairy Tianlai, who had been staring at Yang Fengnian with a divine light in her eyes, had a gloomy look on her face, and gradually the sky cleared after the rain.

    In the silent atmosphere, Fairy Tianlai purred and smiled sweetly.  Covering his mouth and snickering for a moment, he suppressed the joy in his heart, looked at Yang Fengnian with interest, and said with a smile: "I have long heard that the Songbai clan is as outstanding as the plum, orchid, chrysanthemum and bamboo. When I see it today, it is indeed well-deserved!"

    Yang Fengnian looked modest, shook his head, waved his hands, and smiled calmly.  The green shirt on his body moves with the wind, making him look even more elegant.

    Fairy Tian Lai glanced at Yang Fengnian thoughtfully, smiled sweetly, then turned around and walked into the waterside pavilion, which was decorated with lights and colors.

    ??"Everyone has had a long journey, come with me!"

    Seeing that the Sophora japonica tree spirit entered first, and a group of demons, they cast their displeased eyes on Yang Fengnian.

    There are also jealousies, resentments, disdains, and even grudges.  All kinds of gazes, like invisible sharp blades, were all directed at Yang Fengnian.

    Yang Fengnian remained unmoved, standing proudly with his hands behind his back, looking aloof.

    "Since you don't want to cause trouble, why do you do this?" After the demons entered, Yan Chixia came over and asked in a low voice, obviously not understanding what Yang Fengnian had just done.

    Yang Fengnian's eyes were extremely clear at this time, and they were completely different from the turbid eyes just now.

    When Yan Chixia asked about this matter, Yang Fengnian shook his head, stared at the Sophora japonica tree spirit who was walking towards the pavilion, surrounded by a group of demons, like stars holding the moon, and sneered: "Actually, it's not that.  Cause trouble. This matter seems a bit troublesome now. But maybe it will turn into something good!"

    Yan Chixia looked at Yang Fengnian doubtfully, her eyes full of confusion.

    Yang Fengnian smiled, raised his hand to touch his chin, and smiled lightly.  Turning his head, he whispered to Yan Chixia: "Actually, I meant that poem for others!!"

    After saying that, Yang Fengnian patted Yan Chixia on the shoulder and smiled mysteriously.  Pulling Yan Chixia, who looked stunned, she walked forward.

    Stepping on the neat stone road, I looked at the mysterious and bright lanterns beside me.  Not long after, a group of people passed through the attic and entered the main hall.

    After everyone sat down, the Sophora japonica tree spirit sitting on the main seat looked at the group of monsters below and smiled.

    However, he was not in a hurry to reveal the answer to this banquet.  But after seeing everyone sit down, he raised his palms and patted them.

    After a while, a group of women in gorgeous clothes walked in slowly, surrounded by a woman with stunning looks and a cold look on her face, wearing a long cyan skirt.

    As the music sounds.

    These dancers are dancing gracefully.

    And the beautiful woman in the blue dress, among these beautiful dancers, is like a fresh and elegant painting in an oil painting full of rich ink and color.  It makes people's eyes light up.

    An extraordinary temperament and an appearance that will overwhelm the country.

    There are also the three thousand blue hairs that rotate with the body, swaying like clouds.

    In this noisy, even smoky and enchanting space, this woman is like a snow lotus that grows in the land of ice and snow against the cold wind, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

    Out of the dust, cool.


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