Chu He stood up and straightened his collar. The little girl who was originally sitting in Chu He's arms slid to the ground, chewing food, looking confused, but she was very solid.

"Report to Lord Long! There is no poem!" Chu Hedao.

"If you can't write poetry, you are considered a scholar?" Long Jun said. There was a burst of laughter around him.

Chu Heyi said in righteous words: "Reading is to understand the truth, distinguish right from wrong, practice the right way, and cultivate oneself. Poetry is nothing but a small way."

"What if I have to write a poem?" Longjun glared at the dragon's eyes and began to be unreasonable.

Chu He walked and said, "It's not impossible, Mr. Long, listen to the chanting of Xiaosheng."

"The 28-year-old beauty is as crispy as a slim body..."

"Shut up! Go back!" Long Jun quickly interrupted Chu He, waved his sleeves, and looked embarrassed.

Another confrontation was resolved by Chu He cleverly (wei suo de).

Today's era corresponds to the Northern Song Dynasty. If Chu He wanted to copy poems, there were still many people who could use it. Even if it was a little unsuitable, as long as it exploded, it could still calm the audience.

But it doesn't make sense to do so.

Dragon King does not want to listen to poetry, but takes the opportunity to find fault.

So Chu He stood up and threatened him, if you continue to cause trouble for me, then I will expose the fact that you peeked at Xiao Huangshu, and let's break up.

Longjun also wants shame. His daughter was bound for no reason and lost her face. She cried bitterly in front of many guests and lost her face again. If she was exposed to read Xiao Huang's book in public, her majesty would be completely wiped out.

With the last wave of Longjun's counterattack, the lively banquet gradually began to turn dull and ended.

Although it was decided to have fun for three days, in the evening of that year, Rudong Yangli, Dongting Longjun, Gu Daoren, Daroshan Bianjun and others all said goodbye one after another.

Because Chu He was staring closely by the Dragon Lord of the Yangtze River, he had never had the opportunity to talk to the Dragon Lord of the Dongting. Asking about the Tianyisheng Water Curse, it was a pity.

When the important guests dispersed, Longjun also left the main hall, without any sense of oppression. Although the atmosphere in the hall became better, occasionally there would be a moment, everything began to become blurry like abstract paintings.

This time, Chu He was not kicked out of the ‘duplicate’ directly, but seemed to know what he was thinking, and deliberately left him with a certain amount of time to say goodbye.

"Is it because I have some particularly profound connection with the characters in this illusion?" Chu He guessed, but couldn't get the answer.

The river wind is coming, and the moonlight is shining with silver light. The fairy in white clothes walks on the waves and climbs the boat on the Chu River.

"You asked me to come just to invite me to drink?" The dragon girl's eyes were gentler than the moonlight.

Chu He stretched out his hand, without saying a word, the dragon girl Bai Xi had already understood Chu He's thoughts under the moonlight.

"I'm leaving!" Chu He said.

"I know!" In the jade wine glass, the amber wine exuded a strong aroma, and the strong wine entered the throat, but it was tasteless.

Chu He suddenly smiled and said that it was very clean and refreshing, as if it had really cleared the rich sorrow at this moment.

"Don't let me see your face?" Chu He asked.

The dragon girl Bai Xi still had a jade mask on her face at this moment. Even though Chu He and Bai Xi were in harmony with each other's hearts, the other's face was still covered with a thick fog, so it was hard to see clearly.

Obviously, this mask is of extraordinary utility.

The dragon girl Bai Xi shook her head and said, "This is what the master put on for me, so it naturally has a deep meaning. If it is really you, then you will see it sooner or later."

After saying that, he looked at Chu He with encouragement.

Chu He stretched out his hand, and when his fingers gently touched the cold mask, he suddenly paused slightly, sighed but took it back.

"Why don't you take it off?" asked the dragon girl.

"I'm afraid I can't bear it, I'm afraid I can't find you!" Chu He stood up, stood at the bow of the boat, letting the wind blow through his clothes, making a sound.

The dragon girl was behind him, but he felt extremely far away and could not be reached.

"You are not such a person!" Long Nu said with a sigh. She is in touch with Chu He, how can she not understand him?

Originally, Chu He should have been an extremely decisive person, and he would never be so procrastinating. He was even more passionate and ruthless person. No woman could really stop him.

"You dare not take off my mask because you are afraid that you will be soft-hearted and become no longer like you." The Dragon Girl's voice became a little colder.

The Chu River looked at the cold moon in the sky gradually falling, and a ray of sunrise was born, and he stepped into the water waves without looking back, and sank into the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the river.

In the clam shell hut, Bizhu sat on the stone bed, silently dazed.

Her lover became Longjun's son-in-law. Should she be happy for his success or sad for her own shame?

Chu He seemed to have not seen the loss on Luzhu's face, and walked over to hold Luzhu's hand and said, "Luzhu! Let's go shopping outside! There are a lot of fresh things on the street. I'll buy it for you!"

Chu He sold the wild ginseng given by Li Chenghuang, and now he has a lot of family resources. Anyway, he can't take this thing out. As long as he has contacted it, whether he can get it when the copy is settled depends entirely on luck.

Luzhu was melancholy and unhappy, but was forced to pull him out by Chu He.

On this day, Chuhe took Luzhu to visit the entire Dragon Palace. The delicious, fun and useful things were bought for Luzhu.

If Luzhu likes, he wants to buy it. If Luzhu doesn't like it, he buys it and breaks it in person.

Anyway, it's rich.

In the complex crowd, under the impact of mountain gifts, Luzhu forgot those troubles for the time being. Although she is a fairy, she is actually just a slightly ordinary little woman.

She does not worship money, but her life is always filled with a lot of food, food, oil and salt.

Chu He was with her like this. When the sun sets again, the water temperature begins to become cold. Luzhu suddenly grabbed Chu He's hand and big tears rolled down.

"Do you want me?" Luzhu asked, his voice a little sharp.

"Do you want me?" The same sentence turned to the lower level, as if wailing.

Luzhu hit Chu He's chest with his fist.

Chu He could only hug her tightly, his face low.

He thought about a solution and thought that since Director Xu could take Xiaoqian away, there might be some possibility.

But he didn't have such a magic weapon, and Luzhu was not Nie Xiaoqian either.

good!

Chu He can indeed brush copies back and forth.

But Chu He was not sure. When he came in again, was the Luzhu still the Luzhu in front of him? Maybe everything was the same, but people were not at this time, so how could the heart still be at this time?

For those who find someone with similar appearances who can comfort the past, Chu He, a romantic scumbag, wants to ask. Is what they like just what kind of skin or is the real person?

Chu He has always distinguished this clearly and clearly.

The scenery in front of me began to completely blur.

The Dragon Palace Water Palace, a big banquet for guests, the vast Yangtze River, and the deep love of women, all seemed to be a scroll engraved into Chu He's mind.

At this time, Chu He was pulling away from this painting.

When Chu He came to his senses, he was at the bottom of the river, and the water-avoiding beads in his hand broke with a "bang".

The power of avoiding water dissipated, and Chuhe hurriedly used his true energy to protect himself, and then quickly rushed upstream.

Lying on the dam by the river, Chu He looked at the slightly low clouds, but the light from the golden edge was sprinkled. The river breeze was blowing on his wet body, slightly cold.

There was no one around, so Chu He directly opened the things obtained from the Dragon Palace copy.

After collecting debris and a large number of spiritual light balls, Chu He looked at one of the items and suddenly felt an unspeakable joy in his heart.

I haven't been so happy for a long time!
Chapter completed!