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"My destiny?" Fang Yueya was stunned and said, "Isn't it... Madam, yours?"

"I knew about it when he... was reincarnated in his previous life." Ye Yiren said.

"Who?" Fang Yueya pricked up her ears, very curious.

Ye Yiren was speechless. He gave Fang Yueya the folding fan in his hand and chuckled, "Let's go, husband, I'm looking for someone."

After entering the realm of reincarnation and awakening the memories of his past life, he knew that only by falling into the world of mortals could he achieve the highest level of power, and Ye Yiren changed.

The change from ruthless to sentimental.

But Fang Yueya hesitated. Although she knew that Ye Yiren's astrology was unlikely to be wrong, she still raised questions and said: "Those who came to participate in the lantern festival are all mortals and low-level monks, and those from the demon world are

Geniuses rarely come to lantern festivals. Is there really anyone among these people who will be my destiny?"

Hearing this, Ye Yiren was also stunned, and then said: "Although I didn't see who the person was from the stars, the stars pointed out that that person will appear at this Demon Realm Lantern Festival, and there will be no mistake."

The tone is full of confidence.

"That's all, if destiny refers to a mortal, even if I can't reach the highest level, I won't fall into the world of mortals." Fang Yueya thought to herself.

...

The place where the lanterns are placed is a huge lake, where boats of all sizes are moored, and the sounds of warblers and swallows are endless.

By the lake, there were crowds of people. A group of literati and poets gathered here, looking at the "talented woman" on the boat.

"Miss Shishi."

"Yun Gu."

"..."

A group of romantic men who thought they were talented were shouting at the people on the bow.

Someone even composed a poem on the spot and read it to the people on the boat.

Brothels are popular in this area, and these people are called the top painters of various brothels. They are charming and charming.

A casual dance on the bow of the boat will make the fans shout wildly, and some wealthy people will shout to redeem someone's life.

In this situation, Chen Mo also wanted to recite a poem, so he grabbed Nangong Jinse's hands and looked at her affectionately. Their bodies were very close.

The sudden scene made Nangong Jinse a little confused, her pretty face turned red. With so many people watching, she felt a little panicked and said in a trembling voice: "What...what's wrong?"

Because the three of them were more eye-catching, this scene also attracted the attention of some people, who also looked at the man in white with confusion.

Yu Xiaoxiao also glanced over.

Then I saw Chen Mo first pointing to the moon shadow on the lake, then raising his head to look at the full moon in the sky, and said softly: "The moon in the water is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of me is... my sweetheart."

When talking about his sweetheart, Chen Mo looked at Nangong Jinse again, held her hands in front of him, and called her "Lady" affectionately.

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene suddenly erupted into quite a stir. If these people had experienced Chen Mo's previous life on the Internet, they would have shouted how romantic it was.

"Wow, no, I'm so moved that I'm about to cry."

"The moon in the water is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart. What a love poem."

"His wife must be very happy, I'm so envious."

"Husband, look at me, no, you have to write a love poem for me."

"..."

The woman present was so envious that she pestered her partner next to her to compose a poem for herself. The man was surprised and also began to read the poem.

There was also a sour voice: "This poem has no literary content, it can only be regarded as a limerick."

After speaking, he also composed a poem on the spot. Although the literary content was high, in the hearts of everyone, it was not as meaningful as Chen Mo’s sentence. After all, Chen Mo’s sentence combined the scene and made people feel

Full of love.

Yu Xiaoxiao’s novel is not envious, it’s a lie, he feels sour in his heart, looking at the two people who are still bored, he has no idea of ​​​​composing a song for himself, and he hears the waves of warblers and swallows on the boat in the lake.

The sound of those many followers made Yu Xiaoxiao feel even more uncomfortable, so he muttered:

"Hmph, this is the courtesan, rouge and vulgar powder."

"Xiaoxiao, don't talk nonsense..."

After Chen Mo composed a poem, he felt the envious eyes around him and was immersed in it. However, he soon realized what he expected. When he heard the voice coming from his ears, he wanted to cover his mouth, but it was already too late.

The so-called literati admire each other, and the admirers next to them were already jealous and disdainful because of Chen Mo's love poem. When they heard that the goddess in Yu Xiaoxiao's novel was a rouge vulgar fan, they suddenly glanced over with unkind eyes. Someone

Also said:

"You said Miss Shishi is a rouge fan. What about you? Don't wear a mask and show it to us."

"That's right."

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense."

"You're talking about being a rouge fan, but I want to see what you look like."

"..."

The crowd surrounded Chen Mo and the other three, and they were saying something to each other, including some obscene remarks. Yu Xiaoxiao was so angry that he took off his mask on the spot, and said: "They are just some rouge and vulgar powder, now I will let them go."

Look..."

"I'm sorry, my wife made a mistake. I will take her away right now." Chen Mo quickly stopped Yu Xiaoxiao, his expression was sweating, and he wanted to take Yu Xiaoxiao away.

Those oirans all have good looks and status. Logically speaking, they cannot be said to be rouge fans, but who should they compare with.

Compared with Yu Xiaoxiao and Nangong Jinse, they are naturally fans of Rouge.

After all, he is a folk courtesan, and his temperament and cultivation are not up to par.

But if they say this in front of their fans, aren't they causing trouble for themselves?

Nangong Jinse also glared at Yu Xiaoxiao, as if to say, you are really good at causing trouble.

However, Chen Mo wanted to leave, but the courtesan's followers would not let Chen Mo and the others leave.

"If you want to leave, you can take off your wife's mask. I want to see how beautiful she is."

"This brother is right. He said that my Yun Gu is a rouge fan. I must apologize, otherwise I won't be able to leave."

"A rouge fan? I think she was jealous because she saw the beauty of her teacher. She must have said that on purpose. It's really sour."

"This man is also a romantic man. He brought his two wives to this romantic place."

"Unmask, unmask..."

The crowd was excited. Seeing that Yu Xiaoxiao was not moving, some people wanted to come over and expose it in person.

Yu Xiaoxiao couldn't bear this kind of behavior any longer, and his spiritual power surged out of his body, blasting the man into the lake.

This move immediately stirred up waves.

Because Yu Xiaoxiao just wanted to punish this person, he did not kill him. As a result, the surging spiritual power was not very powerful. In addition, Yu Xiaoxiao's voice sounded young, so it did not scare everyone.

, but aroused public condemnation.

"The little girl doesn't care if someone says bad things to her or beats her up. I can't let her go."

"Yes, we can't let her go and take her to see the officials."

The crowd gathered around again.
Chapter completed!