Fantasy: I can pick up attributes and become stronger

Xia Chan and the others had already prepared the carriage, which was delayed before, but they only needed to pull the carriage out, and they were ready to go.

Because of concerns about safety, Xuan Ning suggested that the soldiers change into civilian clothes, and Zhou Yuyao agreed. Many of these people are in the realm of generals, and their safety has been greatly guaranteed.

There was only one carriage, and Xuan Ning was also invited into the carriage by Zhou Yuyao. He was not pretentious and immediately agreed.

This surprised the three women. Under normal circumstances, wouldn't men refuse, why did they not refuse when they came to Xuan Ning?

They became very curious about Xuan Ning, and found that this person was indeed very different from other people. Whether it was the tone of his speech or his behavior, they felt strange.

Xuan Ning walked into the carriage, sniffed the fragrance in the carriage, and smiled. In addition, after he practiced martial arts, his appearance and temperament are very handsome and extraordinary, and sitting opposite the three women, Zhou Yuyao couldn't help it. Dare to look directly at Xuan Ning, and even see her blushing slightly on both sides of the cheeks.

And Xuan Ning was able to appreciate the exquisite faces and perfect figures of the three women, and seemed very happy. The so-called company of women is a joy.

Several people chatted all the way, both Xia Chan and Dong Xue asked Xuan Ning about something curiously, this was nothing to Xuan Ning, and he started editing directly, for Xuan Ning who had watched countless TV dramas, even editing Made, unambiguously.

Of course, Xuan Ning also adapted it based on his own actual situation. In his words, his experience can be written into a novel with more than one million words.

Xuan Ning felt that he could be a screenwriter.

The three of them believed it was true, and they admired Xuan Ning very much.

Especially when knowing that Xuan Ning has been working hard to find his parents, he admires Xuan Ning extremely.

Women in ancient times were really easy to deceive, which made Xuan Ning feel a little bit guilty.

What he said about finding his parents was complete nonsense, but he had never thought about it.

If Xuan Ning's father was still around, and knew that Xuan Ning used such words to deceive others, he would definitely say loudly: "Fucking dad!"
Xuan Ning also didn't want to deceive the other party, but in this case, it was difficult to explain how his strength came from, and it was also impossible to explain why he wanted to hide it.

Xuan Ning has a lot of insights, and when he said something, the three girls had never heard of it, which aroused their curiosity.

"Miss, we've arrived." The driver outside said.

The three women almost forgot the purpose of coming out this time, and they did not expect to arrive at their destination so soon.

The carriage stopped in front of [Wangyue Pavilion].

Before getting out of the car, Zhou Yuyao, Xia Chan and the others put on veils, obviously not wanting to be recognized.

After several people got off, Zhou Yuyao said to her people: "Just wait outside."

"Yes!" Those people stood outside and waited.

The coachman parked the carriage in a special place for carriages and waited.

Xuan Ning saw a lot of handsome men holding folding fans, walking towards [Wangyue Pavilion].

Moreover, those who participated in the poetry conference seemed to need invitations to enter.

Xuan Ning also saw that outside, many people in ordinary clothes stayed outside. They wanted to participate, but they were turned away without invitations, but they didn't find anyone insulting those people.

Otherwise, Xuan Ning might be able to act aggressive again.

These noble children, dressed in silk and satin, all maintained their demeanor. When they saw acquaintances, they would bow their hands politely and say "Brother Zhang, Prince" or other compliments.

Xia Chan took out an invitation card that was obviously different, and someone led the way up to the attic on the second floor.

This is a unique room. Zhou Yuyao sat by the window, opened the window, looked down from here, and could see a place that looked like a stage under the stage, and explained to Xuan Ning that that was where the questions would be presented later.

Zhou Yuyao explained the rules of the poetry competition to Xuan Ning, which is actually very simple, that is, the organizer proposes a topic, and then other people make poems based on the topic, and finally several highly respected seniors make comments to obtain the ranking.

Because there are many people participating, a group of people will be screened out in the first few games. Those who fail cannot continue to participate, and only those who win can continue to write poems.

Dong Xue couldn't help but said: "Xuan Ning, you may not know that our lady studied at the age of three, wrote poetry at the age of five, and participated in the [Wangyue Pavilion] poetry competition at the age of 13. She has won No.1 for three consecutive years."

Xuan Ning looked at Zhou Yuyao in surprise, as expected of the city lord's daughter, she is outstanding in talent, virtue, appearance, words and deeds, it is estimated that in the entire Luoxian City, no one can compare to her in terms of literary talent.

"Dong Xue." Zhou Yuyao quickly stopped Dong Xue from speaking, and then said to Xuan Ning: "No matter how beautiful the poems are, they can't compare to Mr. Xuan who has such cultivation at such a young age."

The Liuli Dynasty favored martial arts and respected martial arts. Most people would give priority to practicing martial arts. If they had no talent, they would choose to study martial arts.

In this world, the strong are still respected, and powerful people will be respected no matter where they go.

The literati are different, no matter how good your literary talent is, not many people will care about it, unless you can meet the kind of Bole who cherishes talent.

"Miss Zhou, don't need to be humble. With your talent and learning, I believe that this poetry competition will definitely win the first place again." Xuan Ning said.

Because Zhou Yuyao is a well-known talented woman, she can directly participate in the final poetry competition without screening. At that time, she will have a final competition with the nine winners.

Before the poems started, many people had already started reciting poems and composing poems. Xuan Ning also saw some attribute points falling on the ground, but the number was still very small, very few.

"Boom!"

Following the sound of a voice, a woman with an outstanding temperament, a tall figure, and the ability to confuse all sentient beings slowly walked onto the stage.

This woman is indeed beautiful, as if she was born with browbones, with a shallow smile and a hot figure, her every move is very attractive.

When the woman appeared, Xuan Ning saw that the eyes of the men in the audience were staring at the woman on the stage without blinking, and there was a small flame called desire in the eyes.

Xuan Ning felt that these guys didn't come here to participate in poetry, but came more for this woman.

This woman is very sexy and has a charming temperament.

That charming appearance, very raucous, mature temperament, is definitely the perfect fantasy object in the hearts of many men.

"Who is this person?" Xuan Ning asked curiously.

"It's the owner of this [Wangyue Pavilion], named Liu Yiyi, who is also a member of the three major chambers of commerce in Liuli Imperial City." Zhou Yuyao replied.

"Miss Liu is very beautiful, many men are fascinated by her." Dong Xue said enviously.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Ning nodded, and replied: "You are indeed beautiful." Then, Xuan Ning looked at Zhou Yuyao and the three of them, and said, "You are no worse than her."

When the three women heard it, they were naturally very happy. They thought they couldn't compare to each other, but which woman doesn't like others to praise them.

"I think you're pretty good at talking." Before, Dongxue was a little unhappy because Xuan Ning saw Zhou Yuyao's body, but now, she completely feels that Xuan Ning is a good person.

"You girl, a few words are enough." Xia Chan looked at her angrily.

"The poetry meeting is about to begin." Zhou Yuyao looked down.