Invincible Puppet System

After Feng Shao finished reading this poem, his eye circles were a little rosy.

Even Elder Dong, Xu Xuanhe and others could feel Feng Shao's affection for Liu Chengcheng.

"This bastard kid hides so deeply. When he was brought back, he was like a street hooligan. I didn't expect him to have such a provocative side."

"Hey, it seems that he really has something to do with Cheng Cheng. It's just a cultivation world. Why would there be such an outlier?" Xu Xuanhe's eyes flickered, puzzled.

Feng Shao looked at Liu Chengcheng for a while, and then walked to Xu Zixuan's side. Xu Zixuan was a little disappointed when she saw Feng Shao reciting poems to Liu Chengcheng, but now she saw Feng Shao walking in front of her again, and suddenly jumped up.

"Master, you are amazing..."

Feng Shao smiled slightly. The innocent and lovely little girl in front of him was the first girl he saw when he came to this world. "Oh, it's a good thing I didn't do anything to her. She's so innocent and cute, how can I bear it."

Feng Shao sighed inexplicably.

After living in a world for more than ten years, everything changed overnight. How could he not be amazed at this sudden cultivation world.

Although the previous life was full of fights and troubles, it did not cause particularly serious consequences.But now, every step he takes is related to his own life and death, and the life and death of the little girl in front of him, how can he not feel guilty or sigh.

"The love of the world is thin, the love of human beings is evil, and the flowers are easy to fall when the rain is sent at dusk. The wind is dry at dawn, and the tears are left behind. If you want to express your thoughts, you can talk alone on the slanted bar.

People become different, today is not yesterday, sick souls are often like swings.The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dim, afraid of people asking questions, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy. "

When everyone in the audience heard Feng Shaoyin sing this poem, they were all overwhelmed and their faces paled.

"Is this a word that young people can make?" Fan Yiming was like thunder, with mixed emotions in his heart.

"The young master has too many indelible experiences..." Xing Hai was also sad, thinking of the bitter past.

"It's such a cold horn, the night is dim, afraid of being asked, sobbing tears and pretending to be happy..."

Several older guys who had lost their old love could not help but turn red eyes, especially Xu Xuanhe and Dong Ruomu, how much they loved their wives back then.

But now, everything is "everyone is different, today is not yesterday".

"Hey, Zibo is weaker by more than a notch..." Even Xing Guang was moved by this poem. He really couldn't imagine how Feng Shao would act in such a sincere and heart-wrenching way. poetic.

Although Xu Zixuan didn't quite understand the meaning of this poem, but looking at Feng Shao's eyes, it added something more, "I will always follow the young master's footsteps and not let him leave me behind..."

Feng Shao stroked Xu Zixuan's hair, then walked in front of Luo Wen.

But when Xing Xiaoshan passed by, Xing Xiaoshan was not happy, stomped her feet, and said falteringly: "Hey, you, you have the last poem left..."

The implication of Xing Xiaoshan's words is: You only have one poem left, shouldn't you give it to me?

But Feng Shao did not change his mind, and stood directly opposite Luo Wen.

Luo Wen seemed to be very nervous, her breathing was a little short of breath, the black veil covering her face couldn't help trembling, but her eyes were evasive.

She doesn't like Feng Shao, but Feng Shao's poems really shocked her.At least compared to Xing Zibo, Feng Shaoqiang is too strong.

Feng Shao hesitated for a moment, then thought of those two classic verses, "We are the same people who have fallen in the end of the world, why should we meet each other before, if the sky is affectionate, the sky will grow old, if the water is ruthless, the water will always be clear."

The entire main hall and the venue outside the hall were silent, and everyone seemed to have entered a certain artistic conception, as if at this moment, their hearts sank and they felt sad.

"If the sky has love, the sky will grow old. If the water is ruthless, the water will always be clear. Is he merciless or ruthless?" Luo Wen actually didn't understand the meaning of Feng Shao's last two lines, but she still couldn't stand steadily, her face was ruddy.

Not understanding is the best mood.Beautiful things are always half-covered, like Luo Wen, who is lightly covered with a veil, not knowing what it looks like inside.

Just when everyone was quietly thinking about Feng Shao's poems, Xing Zibo finally couldn't take it anymore.

He has grown up so big, he has never been so passive.

With so many people in the audience, he was not the focus.No one looked at him, even his father kept shaking his head and remained silent.

"Feng Shao, stop pretending. Luo Wen likes me. Do you think you can impress her by reciting a few broken poems!" has started blinking.

"Che, it's you that Luo Wen likes? Are you sure it's you that she likes?" The reason why Feng Shao gave Luo Wen a poem was to break Xing Zibo's psychological defense.

Xing Zibo also has a weakness. When he saw Feng Shao snatching his things little by little, he still couldn't help it.

What he likes, what he likes, what originally belonged to him, is now disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He liked it and gave him a cuckold.Those who like her are pursued by the person they hate the most.He is not convinced, he will not be convinced no matter what.

"Luo Wen, tell me, do you like me? As long as you like me, I will marry you after I become the head of the family!" Xing Zibo went crazy. He still didn't understand women. He only used it for cultivation and duels. He never really put his mind on women.

No matter how much Luo Wen liked Xing Zibo, she couldn't admit it at this time.

At this time, Xing Zibo was too ugly, too embarrassing.How much women care about their own face, how much women hope that the man they like is the best man in the world.

What they hope more is to agree to their pursuit when men are at their most dazzling, instead of forcing them to propose marriage like a mad dog.

But the current Xing Zibo is not.

Even before the fight started, Xing Zibo had already stood on the opposite side of public opinion, standing among the old-fashioned men who didn't understand romance and sentimentality.

That's right, if a man's cultivation is as high as the sky, he can get any kind of woman.

But when he didn't reach that level, he couldn't stand any scrutiny.

"Do I like the eldest son? What do I like about him?"

Luo Wen stared blankly at Xing Zibo, and at Feng Shao from time to time.

"If Feng Shao becomes the head of the sect, I will marry Feng Shao. If the eldest son becomes the head of the sect, will I marry the eldest son again? What do they think of me? When I am a powerful woman who is greedy for power ?”

At this point, Feng Shao obviously has preconceptions.

Xing Zibo has no chance...

"What's the matter, Eldest Young Master, have you lost your mind?" There was a lot of discussion below.

"Yeah, what is this for? Even if he likes Miss Luo, he can't ask that?"

Xing Zibo waited for a long time, but still did not see Luo Wen's reply. He felt anxious, grabbed Luo Wen's shoulder, and began to shake vigorously, "Tell me, Luo Wen, do you like me or not? Ah, tell me ah!"

Luo Wen couldn't help shaking her head, she didn't want to face her real self now, she didn't want to face Xing Zibo who showed his fierce face, she had never seen Xing Zibo like this before, it was too scary, too scary...

"I don't, I don't like you, eldest son, I have never liked you, I don't like you..." Luo Wen said while pushing Xing Zibo away, beautiful tears flowed down the corners of her eyes Bloomed, flung to her delicate hair, and melted into her memory.