The rebirth of King Zhou's insect rolls the world

Chapter 149

But to compete with Di Xin for his soul, it seems that he is on the brink of a gun!
In addition to Di Xin's own power, the power of Di Xin's soul is accumulated by hundreds of millions of Zerg.

You are strong and I am strong, even if you are swept away by the kamikaze, I will stand still. This is the result of Di Xin's patience.

The woman saw at a glance that Di Xin's strength was only that of the Taiyi Profound Immortal, so she didn't take it seriously at all, but her own soul power had no effect.

"Yo! It's interesting!" The coldness in the woman's eyes was even stronger, she stood up suddenly, concentrated her whole body, and pressed down on Di Xin.

Di Xin didn't notice for a while, and suddenly fell into a hallucination.

Large flakes of snowflakes were blown towards our face by the strong wind, looking around, it was all a vast expanse of whiteness, it was true that thousands of mountains and birds flew away, and thousands of trails and people disappeared, but on that cliff, a branch of red plum bloomed proudly.

Seeing this scene, Di Xin couldn't help but tremble in his heart. The plum blossoms were so beautiful, but before he had time to admire them, more ice and snow gushed out from the plum blossoms, roaring towards Di Xin.

Di Xin couldn't be sure whether this person was a man or a woman at first, but when he saw this phantom, he seemed to realize something in his heart, and chanted a poem in a strange way:
This body in the ice and snow forest is different from peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.All of a sudden, the fragrance was released overnight, and it scattered into the universe and thousands of miles of spring.

Hearing Di Xin's poem, the woman couldn't help her heart fluttering, and with a jingle, she put her hands on her chest, and the wind and snow in the illusion also slowed down in vain and dissipated slowly.

This poem is so apt, it seems to be a love poem written by a man who loves himself so much!

This poem is full of appreciation and praise for myself, which is full of affection and praise!
Is this yourself?Why has that man never written such a poem to himself even though his wisdom is as deep as the sea?

Thinking of this, the woman was filled with resentment!
Originally, Di Xin felt that the power of ice and snow had weakened, but suddenly the illusion changed, the snowflakes disappeared, and a colder force came quietly. The plum blossom stood upright in the valley, the cold wind was cold, everything was silent, and a clear stream flowed under the tree , alone this plum blossom blooms proudly!
Di Xin blurted out again: "All the fragrances shake off Du Xuanyan, occupying all the charm to the small garden. The solitary shadow is slanting and the water is clear and shallow, and the fragrance is floating in the moon dusk!"

The woman is like a thunderbolt, crumbling and almost falling down. This poem is so good. It not only expresses her noble sentiments, but also expresses her beautiful heart. She only feels comfortable and numb. up!
But women are always fickle. At this moment, she felt a little bit of anger in her heart. Why did this man penetrate the heart of this seat, so she gritted her teeth and continued to cast spells.

When the autumn wind is bleak, everything withers, the wind blows the fallen leaves and flutters, and the branches of the red plums stretch to the sky, extremely lonely!In an instant, the tree trunk stretched infinitely, and a sword flew straight towards Di Xin!Di Xin didn't dodge or dodge, he let the plum branch penetrate his chest, and suddenly, Di Xin was struck with an extremely lonely feeling!

Di Xin's heart trembled, and his heart ached instantly. With tears in his eyes, he wrote a poem:
The white plums are lazy and the red plums are lazy, and the drunk eyes are opened first to show off their beauty.There are blood marks on the frozen face, sour heart without hatred will turn to ashes.Mistakenly swallowed the elixir to move the real bone, and stole the fairyland to get rid of the old fetus.The spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is splendid, and the bees and butterflies are full of doubts and suspicions.

When the woman heard this poem, she couldn't help feeling sad. This poem hit the softest part of her heart!She could no longer continue to attack, and sat on the chair with a plop, hugging her shoulders and sobbing.

Di Xin felt that the illusion in front of him was gone, but the woman in front of him was crying bitterly at his desk. He felt slightly apologetic, so he went up to sit opposite her and asked the waiter to bring two glasses of cocktails.

It took a long time for the woman to stop crying. She cast a spell, wiped away her tears, nodded to Emperor Xin and said, "Thank you very much!"

But the ballroom was too noisy, and the woman didn't use the technique of sound transmission. Di Xin couldn't hear clearly, so he put his hand on the desk table, approached the woman's ear, and yelled, "What did you say?"

Di Xin was so close to her all of a sudden, the woman felt a little uncomfortable, but when she heard Di Xin's roar, she couldn't help but smiled knowingly, and leaned into Di Xin's ear and called, "I'm saying thank you—you!"

"You're welcome, I made you cry, I'll treat you to a glass of wine as an apology!" Di Xin continued to yell into the woman's ear.

The voice brushed against her ears with warmth, making her blush, she leaned over shyly and said, "Thank you so much!"

Under the dim light, Di Xin still saw his skin was as beautiful as snow, and couldn't help being a little moved, but thinking of his purpose for this trip, he forcibly held back, nodded and raised his glass and said, "Cheers! "

The woman has never drank with a strange man on such an occasion. This experience is very unique, and she feels her heart is going to float!
Seeing the man gulping it down, she was naturally choked up.

"Pfft!" The wine was pungent and mixed with sour and bitter flavors, and it felt as if it was on fire, and the woman couldn't help but spit it out.

Looking at Di Xin again, his head and face were covered in alcohol, he was quite embarrassed!
"I'm very sorry! I didn't do it on purpose!" The woman frantically picked up a tissue and wiped it for Di Xin, saying apologetically.

Di Xin waved his hands indifferently and said, "It's okay, I'll do it myself!"

The woman was very shy, she lowered her head and thought: "This man is really generous!"

"This wine is made by mixing the five flavors of life. You may not like it when you drink it for the first time, but after tasting it carefully, you will feel that it has an endless aftertaste! You may wish to take a small sip and try it slowly, and wait until you are familiar with the taste. It's not too late!" Di Xin explained patiently.

"En!" The woman hummed lightly, picked up the wine glass, closed her eyes, and took a sip.

After a long time, the woman opened her eyes, and another tear fell from the corner of her eyes. This wine brings together the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. It is really a story with a glass of wine, and a life with a glass of wine.

"I lost my composure!" The woman lowered her head and wiped her tears, and said apologetically, "What's the name of this wine?"

"The name of this wine is ridiculous tears!" Di Xin said solemnly.

"Absurd tears! What a strange name!" the woman responded.

"My mouth is full of absurd words, and my heart is full of tears. It is said that lovers are crazy, who can understand the taste of life!" Di Xin picked up the wine, slapped it on the table, and said in a low voice.

"The Daoist's eloquence is so eloquent, I admire it! I don't know the name..." The woman was full of admiration and asked.

"Poverty Dao is a casual cultivator, so call me Emperor Xin!" Di Xin began to lie again, "I don't know what to call a fairy?"

"My name is Lengmei! I came from the Great Desolation! I arrived at Chaoge today, and I didn't expect to meet the Taoist priest. I am so lucky!" The woman said shyly.

"Pindao is also lucky, fortunate!" Di Xin also bowed his hands solemnly and said, "In this way, the poor dao is considered a landlord. Tonight, the poor dao and the fairy don't know each other, so the poor dao will be the host. Fairy Lengmei drank to her heart's content!"

(End of this chapter)