The Divine Martial Stars

This is one of the three songs made by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai [Qing Ping Tune]. The rumor is that on the Banquet of Emperor Xuanzong and Yang Guifei, Li Bai made poems, and through the wine, let the **** head Gao Lishi take off his boots and let the nobles study Ink, three poems in one go, passed through the ages, this one is one of them, especially the first sentence 'cloud wants clothes to think about it', it is incomparably fit today, exactly the same as the name of everyone.

When such a poem came out, the flower wanted to be immediately brightened. When I looked at Li Mu, there was a feeling of incomprehensibleness in my eyes.

Yan Xiner and several other women's musicians are also shocked to the extreme.

A pair of wonderful eyes, looking at Li Mu, as if to see Li Mu's front and back are all transparent.

Is this really a true poetry?

Even the contemporary son of Wen Zongbin, who has the name of '80,000 miles of poetry and the beginning of painting and painting Jiangshan', is recognized as the first talented person in the Western Qin Empire today, but it is just like this teenager. ?

Zhang mouth is coming, and one is a hundred-year poem that is enough to spread.

In the world, is there such a talented person?

Even if Xin Xin was slightly dissatisfied with Li Mu, at this time, he could not help but look at it.

As a party's flower, it is a pair of waters staring at Li Mu. It seems that there is a brilliance overflowing in the scorpion. She still does not hide her expression of being hit by this poem as a favorite poem. When the book was heard by Li Muzhen, this poem, she found that, when it was finished, she seemed to be... already... soon... can’t help it... it’s going to fall.

The lethality of poetry is so great.

She had just finished a joke with her mouth. It was a small revenge for Li Mu’s move when she was dancing and dancing. No way, the woman’s revenge is so strong.

In fact, she did not report too much hope, because the more books she read, the more she knew the preciousness of a hundred years of poetry. Many scholars, who have been able to create a hundred-year-old poems that have been passed down through the ages, are already proud enough. So even if Li Mu could not make this second poem, she would promise to dance again.

However, Li Mu made it.

The cloud wants clothes to think about it, and the autumn wind is like a moon. If you don’t hear the story of Shengzhai, will you meet with Yaotai?

Scenery, time, and people!

What is even more impressive is that she has also incorporated her name into it.

This is simply a wonderful flower.

The power of melting is not expensive, and the most talent is touching.

"The son waited a little." The flower wanted to face a reddish face, got up and left to change clothes.

The musicians on the other side are still negotiating. How can this poem be scored, how to play, and can personally participate in the first singer of this century-old poem. Is it not a glory for them? This makes them excited.

After a while, the flower wanted to change the exquisite palace white gauze.

It can be seen that this time, she is not as plain as she used to be, but she has specially made up her makeup, slightly applied powder, and her appearance is even more amazing.

Women are pleasing to others.

When Xin Xiner saw this scene, it was a shocked look.

Only she knew that this white gauze dress was a few days before the Shangguan’s sin was found. The old lady personally sewed clothes for her. Since she came to the dusty land of the Faculty, she once Did not pass through.

Miss's mind, she knows.

This white gauze dress is regarded as the only thought by the young lady. As long as it is retained, if you are lucky, one day, find a wishful Lang Jun, when you get married, wear it when you enter the house, but now, the lady actually wears it. Come out, it won't be...

Miss Miss, you should never be confused.

Xiner is worried in her heart.

At this time, the flower has been looking at the moonlight in front of the window, and there is a moonlight shining in the back. The whole figure goes to the edge of the curve and outlines an aperture, just like the bright moonlight. The beauty is pure and a bit too much, and the holiness is like the goddess who walked down from the Heavenly Palace.

Li Mu opened his mouth and did not speak.

He has a strange feeling, and the flower has a special fit with the moonlight, which seems to be the moonlight incarnation.

Such a beautiful woman has fallen into the brothel. Is it really a fat and a fate?

When Li Mu felt the emotion, the music sounded and the flower wanted to dance again.

The dance is beautiful, as if the fairy in the moon palace has fallen to the dust.

Her red lips whispered, her voice fluttering, and she sang: "Clouds want clothes, flowers, spring breeze..." Naturally, they sing new poems.

Li Mu stared at God.

Soon, it turns out that his previous guess was not wrong. When the flower wants to dance like an elf under the moon, the hollow picture seems to be natural and harmonious, and it will emit a language that is indescribable. rhyme.

Previously, the reason why Li Mu’s mental power stirred up, the reason why the body changed, is because this kind of rhyme has aroused his resonance of [innate power].

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with the previous guess. This flower is the most precious congenital body that the old gods once said. As for what kind of Tao, it is impossible to determine, it should be related to the moonlight."

Li Mu has already confirmed.

In such an environment, he worked [innate power], and he really had a new experience.

Under the turbulence of the rhythm of the overflow of flowers, the effect of practicing the congenital power is better. The moonlight that other people can't see with the naked eye, the stars are turned into agitation, and they are merged into the body of Li Mu, even The cultivation effect of Taibai County, which is arranged in the [Scorpio Array], is better.

"According to the old **** stick, if you can double-repair with the innate celestial body, the cultivation will grow faster and you can comprehend the heaven and earth avenue faster."

In Li Mu’s heart, there is a bold idea.

However, it is too bold.

He is still weighing.

After a while, the flower wanted to finish a song.

Li Mu received the work and felt refreshed and comfortable as never before.

It is so less than a fragrant time, the cultivation effect of [Congenital Power] is comparable to the usual practice of tens of days, which is a miracle.

"The son, the slaves sang, and they have finished jumping. Can they still enter the eyes of the son?"

Continuous dance of two songs is a test for her physical strength. In the past, there were very few such situations. The bright and white forehead and horns were slightly sweaty, and the blue silk was slightly scattered, adding a touch of charm. Breath.

Li Mu can even feel the sweet smell of the big beauty when he speaks.

Exhale like a blue.

"It’s all about singing and dancing, making me intoxicated, like a fairyland." Li Mu was heartfelt.

Flowers want to face the face with a smile, it seems that the sky is shining, shining brightly.

On one side, Xiner saw that the atmosphere seemed to develop in a direction that was not so good. She quickly coughed and said: "Miss, the time for the visitor is here today."

Li Mu Yi Yi, immediately understood.

This is the next order.

This little girl, when I was in the hall, also helped myself to talk, how now, suddenly it seems that I don’t want to see myself.

The face of the flower that I want to see is also a touch of color.

She is here, and what is the time of the visitor.

Li Mu was standing up, and he was still thinking about how to open his mouth. Hesitated a moment and tried to ask: "I don't know if you can spend the flowers, one day, leave Weng Shengzhai and leave the church division?"

When the words came out, all the women in the room immediately misunderstood.

They thought that Li Mu was admiring the flowers and wanted to redeem her.

Flowers want to accommodate the beautiful scorpion, flashed a touch of joy, young lang finally still care about their own? But soon I thought of something, the look was a little glimpse, the color disappeared, the head turned down, and the words were silent, and finally whispered: "The son is kind, the slaves are led, but... the slaves can't leave Weng Shengzhai now."

Oh, is this rejected?

After all, Li Mu is a small virgin. There is a vanity that has already existed, especially in front of such a beautiful girl. It is of course disappointing in my heart. Even the poems of Li Bai’s poems have been stolen, and they can’t be moved. The woman's heart?

Or is it because you are too ugly?

In his heart, he suffered from loss.

But I thought about it again. This is just the first time that two talents meet. It is a bit anxious to take people directly. What's more, Huanxiang said that she can't go now, um, maybe later. no change?

In Li Mu’s mind, a lot of thoughts flashed in a flash, and his face barely smiled. “That’s the case, then I will leave.” Although the congenital body is wonderful, Li Mu cannot force others, if the other party’s heart is disgusted. The consequences are rather bad, which will lead to the rejection of the Tao, but it will lead to half the effort.

After that, Li Mu turned and walked outside the room.

Hua Xiangrong felt that what seemed to be in his heart, and as Li Mu turned around, he was suddenly taken away and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but walk a few steps forward, reaching out and trying to pull, and Xin Xin was on the side and took her.

In her heart, she suddenly became clear, biting her teeth and asked: "Don, you... will you come again?"

Li Mu turned around and looked at the flowers. Although he was a virgin who had not gone through the situation, at this time, even if he was a fool, he understood that such an inquiry was an invitation to change direction.

There are plays.

Li Mu smiled and said: "Of course, if the girl does not object."

When I want to take my heart, I immediately have a burst of joy, my head down, my voice is like a mosquito, and said: "The slaves are waiting for the son at any time..." In the end, it is blushing, which is equal to the change of direction. It is.

On the one side of the Xinxin, watching is shaking his head again and again.

This silly lady, my own home, is so fast, it is really emotional.

Li Mu smiled and turned and left.

Listening to Li Mu’s footsteps, he gradually went away and went down the stairs. The flowers wanted to let the blush on his face gradually dissipate. There was still a sweet color in his eyes. She did not think that sometimes, she fell in love with one person. It turned out to be such a single room, just to see one side.

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