Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 696: In Daxia's harem, there are no eternal allies, only eternal majesty

"I am deeply impressed by the beauty of the Night Emperor," Gu Xu smiled faintly after hearing the voice transmission from the Night Emperor, and responded, "But I always think that instead of persistently pursuing a goal that will never respond, it is better to save this energy and care more about those who love me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xu saw that Zhao Yan had finished all her rice, so he took her bowl and scooped a bowl of mutton soup for her.

At the same time, he thought silently in his heart that if Shi Xiaohan was here, the food on the table might not be enough, and he would have to order at least ten more servings of mutton soup.

Ye Huang quietly watched the three people having fun at the table, and a complex emotion arose in his heart.

The young man in front of me is in no way inferior to the Ziwei who lived thousands of years ago in terms of appearance, temperament, talent and mind.

If a thousand years ago, it was this young man who pursued me with love poems day after day, instead of Ziwei, the playboy who was easily bored with the old and easily pleased with the new, perhaps I would have already fallen in love with him and agreed to his request.

The dragon race is undoubtedly the most arrogant race in the Lingxiao world.

But when they encounter a sufficiently powerful existence, they will instinctively want to get closer.

After all, as creatures beloved by the Heaven and Earth, they also have a desire deep in their bones to inherit powerful bloodlines.

Just as humans are naturally attracted to handsome men and beautiful women, outstanding appearance often represents superior genes.

Although Gu Xu in front of him has only reached the seventh level of cultivation, his body is naturally friendly to the Great Dao and he has the extraordinary potential to master the five great powers. For Emperor Ye, he has an extraordinary appeal.

In addition, a few days ago, she met Gu Xu's daughter in Changchun Garden.

Before Zhao Yan's rebirth in Nirvana, the blood in her body was not that strong compared to the Yanling Clan in the Lingxiao Realm.

But the bloodline of her daughter, Gu Qingyan, is purer than that of the current Yanling clan leader.

In Ye Huang's perception, Gu Qingyan seemed like a burning flame, radiating scorching heat all the time.

With her outstanding qualifications, no matter which force she is in in the Lingxiao Realm, she will definitely be regarded as the backbone of the next generation and will receive full training and resources from the clan members.

This kind of phenomenon where the bloodline strength of offspring exceeds that of their parents due to non-intra-clan marriage is extremely rare.

Ye Huang secretly speculated in his heart that it was most likely Gu Xu's special physique that was close to the Tao that completely awakened the powerful potential in the Yanling clan's bloodline.

"If the dragon clan reproduces with him, will there be offspring with bloodline powerful enough to be almost as strong as that of the Azure Dragon God?" A joking thought flashed through Ye Huang's mind.

However, she quickly shook her head and put this unrealistic idea behind her.

In the Lingxiao Realm, female dragons are all arrogant and proud. Even their own species may not be worthy of their attention, let alone a human male.

Furthermore, Tai Shang Hao Tian is probably leading a few allies to slaughter her people at this moment, and there are probably only a few of her people left.

If not for this, she would not have been stranded in the wilderness and placed her hopes of revenge and rescuing her sister on Gu Xu.

"My dear Gu Lang," just as Ye Huang was thinking silently, Zhao Yan took a sip of mutton soup, looked at Gu Xu beside her with a smile, and said in a flattering tone, "It is well known that your poetry talent is the best in the world, and countless literati and scholars have praised you."

Shangguan Jin immediately responded, "But the two spells you wrote were both written for Sister Xiaohan in the Qingyu Case, which is highly praised by scholars and writers."

Zhao Yan continued, "If this is passed down to future generations and seen by others, they will probably think that you only have Xiaohan in your eyes and don't care about us at all!" Shangguan Jin also nodded repeatedly, tugged at his sleeve and said, "Brother, please write a few poems for us too! You are a great poet with great talent, how come you only have these few works?"

The two women sang in unison, just like a crosstalk, and it was obvious that the play had been planned in advance.

It has to be said that the relationship between the two of them has been quite delicate recently.

They seem to be harmonious on the surface, but they are fighting openly and secretly in private. There is no doubt that they are a pair of fake sisters.

But sometimes, they can cooperate with each other tacitly - especially when they come to him to ask for things.

Gu Xu smiled helplessly and thought to himself: These two are really insatiable women. It was not enough to satisfy them physically last night, and I have to feed them spiritually today.

"I don't have any great poetic talent. I just picked up the wisdom of my predecessors," Gu Xu sighed. "This poem is not something I can write just because I want to."

As a time traveler, although he memorized a lot of poems during his nine years of compulsory education, there were not many poems about love.

At this moment, all that could clearly come to his mind were a few classic quotes.

Most of these poems are about the pain of missing someone, which is really not suitable for today's occasion.

"If Gu Lang didn't have a great talent for poetry, how could Jinghong Pen recognize you as its master?" Zhao Yan deliberately showed a resentful look and glanced at Gu Xu, "You stinky man, you are obviously biased."

Gu Xu shook his head slightly.

For the sake of harmony in the backyard, he only took out paper and pen from Xianyunju.

"I can't think of a complete poem at the moment, only some scattered sentences in my mind. Why don't I write a few sentences for you to see first?" he said.

Zhao Yan curled her lips in dissatisfaction and wanted to continue bargaining with him.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Shangguan Jin smiled brightly and said softly, "Brother is willing to write poems for us. Even if it is just scattered sentences, it is the most precious gift in the world. We are already very happy."

After hearing this, Zhao Yan glared at her unhappily and complained in her heart: Humph, this despicable and shameless woman, we clearly agreed to stand on the united front, why did she suddenly betray and surrender? The stinky man takes advantage of us in different ways every day and night, and you, the treacherous guy, are the culprit!

Shangguan Jin's eyes narrowed into crescents and the corners of his mouth curled higher, as if telling her: Your Majesty, in the harem of Daxia, there are no eternal allies, only eternal majesties.

The crow outside the window suddenly perked up and stared intently at the white paper in front of Gu Xu.

Ye Huang was very curious. The two women praised him so highly. Was it because the lovers did not dislike ugliness, or was he really talented? Compared with Ziwei in those days, who was better in poetry, Gu Xu?

"Don't read it yet," Gu Xu said to the two expectant ladies, "I'll show it to you after I finish writing it."

The two hesitated for a moment, then suppressed their curiosity and turned away.

Gu Xu held the Jinghong brush in his hand and without dipping it in ink, he wrote powerful words on the white paper as smoothly as flowing water.

(End of this chapter)