Chapter 49 The lady came with a carriage and was stunned when she went up the mountain

Are you really that awesome?

No way!

Li Congxin still didn't believe it. In this case..., he tried to look at the two beauties beside him, smiled and said: "You two accompany me, and I will give you a poem each."

Chu Feige is the daughter of destiny and destiny in a vast world. She originally had a noble status...

Yisusu is his childhood sweetheart, considerate, delicate, and cute...

Try to think...

boom--!

boom--!

The thoughts surged out wildly, and the Weeping Heaven Sword and the Wentian Spear flew toward a pair of cliffs in the distance.

Like earthworms in spring and snakes in autumn, luan and phoenix fly on the cliff.

"Gift Fei Ge."

"The first makeup of the world of mortals, standing in the world, boundless mountains and rivers. The beauty of the world, crushing the nightmare of impermanence. Beauty Pingting, unparalleled fate!"

"Gift to Susu."

"The eyebrows are delicate and the corners of the eyes are beautiful, and the voice is sweet and the smile is enchanting. I wish you warm winters, and springs that are not cold. May you smile like a flower, and may everything you ask for come true."

As the last word was written, Li Congxin waved his sleeves, and the Weeping Heaven Sword and Wentian Spear that flew back with a sharp roar were taken back to the system warehouse.

"Well, it's almost decorated."

Then, Li Congxin muttered to himself: "The beautiful scenery, paired with poetry, makes my Yiran Peak seem more elegant."

Continuing to hold his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards his residence.

Only Chu Feige and Yi Susu Qiao were left standing there.

Looking at the words on the cliff in the distance, the expressions of the two people were completely different. One has a moved face and beautiful eyes with tears; the other has a sweet face and a smile as bright as a flower.

From the poem, as Chu Feige who was captured here, she truly felt that Li Congxin never looked down upon her. On the contrary, he praised her and respected her status.

In my heart, I couldn't help but admire and respect Li Congxin more and more.

He has a terrifying background, powerful strength, and unparalleled charm, but as a person, he is not arrogant, arrogant, or arrogant at all. Not overbearing, nor arrogant.

As for Isusu, the words "May you smile like a flower, and may you have everything you ask for" immediately made her heart bloom like a flower, and her face also bloomed like a flower.

sweet!

So sweet!

The two of them were completely attracted by the words on the cliff and did not notice Li Congxin. At this moment, Li Congxin suddenly staggered at his feet.

【Ding! You give a poem from Yisusu, which triggers a thousand-fold rebate and gets 1,000 poems given to you by the system. 】

【Ding! You give Chu Feige a poem, trigger a thousand times rebate, and get 1,000 poems gifted to you by the system. 】

Li Congxin: "..."

My heart was sweating wildly.

Sick?

Is this system jealous?

Forget about real matter, I didn't expect that it would not let go of even this ethereal and ethereal spiritual matter, and would stand up and collect it in dissatisfaction.

"Then I wrote it. Forget it with outsiders, you and I, the host, also need to take part?"

Li Congxin couldn't complain, and curled his lips: "Who wants your poems? Can you compose poems with only one system? Is it an automated combination of big data?"

The system is even more dissatisfied: [Tip: This system is not a machine without emotions, and its literary talent is definitely not as good as yours now. 】

[So, it is recommended that the host can still take a look. 】

[Forget it, I know you won’t read it. 】

【Ding! 1,000 poems about praising, blessing, singing and praising Li Congxin have been automatically poured into your brain. 】

Boom!

Li Congxin was stunned for a moment as he felt the large number of passionate, aesthetic, and wild dog-licking sentences pouring into his mind like a violent storm.

Immediately, relief gradually appeared on his face that he could not hold back.

He was a little drifting.

And a little... disgusting.

…

On Yiran Peak.

"The sword energy stretches across 30,000 miles, and the light of one sword chills nineteen continents!"

"Rocks penetrated the sky, stormy waves crashed on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up!"

"If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be so sad as to draw a fan!"

"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward..."

On those rocks and cliffs, along with a poem carved by Li Congxin, every word from the "Wen Shen" and "Zi Shen" is breeding the supreme truth and the strongest spiritual essence of Confucianism and Taoism. .

Soon, this majestic mountain peak was surrounded and wrapped by a thick layer of literary power.

This Yiran Peak is not only a place of immortality, but also a sacred place of Confucianism and Taoism.

…

Half a day later, in the evening.

Under the twilight, a jujube horse incense carriage arrived in front of the mountain gate of Taigan Holy Land. A white and slender hand opened the bead curtain, and an elegant woman stepped out of the incense carriage.

Standing outside the mountain gate, he bowed to the two grand masters guarding the gate: "My little girl, Mo Xiangran, came to visit the Holy Son on the order of Her Majesty the Queen."

Next, her treatment was completely different from when Ren Hu rushed up the mountain.

He was immediately respectfully invited into the mountain gate, and an old man with white beard and fairy spirit came to greet him.

That was a highly respected senior in Taigan Holy Land, Elder Yi.

Li Tianxin, the empress of the Shifang Dynasty, is the eldest lady of Taigan Holy Land. She came here on Li Tianxin's order and has Li Tianxin's token, so she is naturally treated as a distinguished guest.

"Miss Mo is a rare visitor."

Elder Yi looked very kind, looked at Mo Xiangran, and thought to himself: "Hey, the eldest lady has good eyesight, and she is worthy of being said to be extremely talented. This girl is really good.

She is as beautiful as a lotus, elegant and charming, and her manners have an elegance and pure spirit of mountains and rivers. This girl must be sent by the eldest lady to be the daughter-in-law of the Holy Son, right?

But doesn’t the Holy Son already have a fiancée? That fiancée has not yet married, and a girl of destiny and his little cousin with invincible talent have already moved into his Yiran Peak?

Why is another one sent?

Envy.

This young man is really enjoying himself.

Hey, but what’s the problem?

They are the Holy Son of Taiqian Holy Land, the Son of the World, and the Son of the World. It’s only right for them to have several wives. ”

It’s not surprising that he would think so.

Because everyone in Taiqian Holy Land knows that Li Congxin’s two powerful and wealthy sisters love and pamper him more than his overlord father.

“Miss, please follow me. "

The more amiable Elder Yi led the way in front, and as he walked, he asked, "Miss, are you married yet?"

The old immortal in the eyes of the world is still gossipy.

Mo Xiangran was stunned by the question.

With a faint smile: "Reporting to the senior, Xiangran is not married."

Elder Yi immediately understood, and smiled: "Our Holy Son is not bad."

Mo Xiangran: "..."

Everyone knows that your Holy Son is a super waste, the kind who is not good at anything, and it is said that he is very afraid of death.

In addition to family background, what else is good?

Well, but it is true, this terrifying family background alone is enough to cover everything.

Seeing that she did not respond, Elder Yi tried again: "Does the girl have a lover?"

Mo Xiangran was a little speechless.

But because the other party was a senior master, he could only continue to answer, smiling: "Not yet. "

Elder Yi smiled in his heart, and as expected, he smiled even more: "Our Holy Son is really good."

He wanted to let the girl have a good impression of his Holy Son in advance.

But it obviously backfired.

Mo Xiangran frowned slightly, why does this old man look a little malicious?

"Oh, I see."

After this short exchange, she had an idea in her mind: the Holy Son of Taiqian, Li Congxin, seemed to be a frivolous and dissolute person, especially obsessed with beauty.

In addition, he often used his power to network beautiful women everywhere.

Otherwise, his men would not be so eager to introduce themselves when they saw her for the first time.

For a moment, she couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

Soon, Elder Yi sent her to the foot of Yiran Peak, and smiled meaningfully, "The Holy Son likes quietness. People of my level need to be more conscious. Girl, next, you will go up the mountain by yourself. "

Others are going up the mountain to see the Holy Son, why is he, an old guy, interfering? As a man, one must have a sense of propriety.

Mo Xiangran was shocked.

Your level? A strong man at the peak of the Holy Realm, who is one step away from becoming a quasi-emperor, actually claims that his status is too humble and unworthy to go up the mountain to see Li Congxin.

He couldn't help but think in his heart: "That Holy Son of Taiqian, Elder Yi seems to be very respectful and afraid of him. Could it be that this person is also a violent and cruel evil man who likes to bully others?"

But it's normal to think about it. After all, he is the son of the extremely domineering Emperor Jiba, who is known for his fierceness and tyranny.

Like father, like son.

"Thank you for seeing me off."

She bowed to Elder Yi, and then walked to Yiran Peak alone.

The beautiful figure disappeared in the thick spiritual mist.

"Huh. "

On the way up the mountain, Mo Xiangran took a breath of encouragement.

Somewhat uneasy.

This time, Li Tianxin literally asked her to learn from Li Congxin about the art of ruling the country, but Li Congxin was a useless person.

So, she, who was extremely intelligent, could only understand it this way: Her Majesty's intention should be to let her be Li Congxin's teacher and teach him.

"Such a person is useless, and you can't afford to offend him, so how can you teach him?"

When she thought that she would face a playboy who was unlearned, lustful and cruel after going up the mountain, Mo Xiangran rubbed her temples and felt annoyed.

But just as she walked up the mountain, she was suddenly shocked.

She just stopped where she was, raised her face, and stood on the mountain path for a long time.