Chapter 2480

"Wait! You mean, you were born in the first year of the apocalypse? "

Bai Chen can't help but frown.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Sulojing turned his head curiously.

Two people close under, four eyes are opposite, in the eyes are twinkling each other's reflection.

Although they had known each other for a short time, it was like the invisible traction of fate. They were destined to come to Yizhou of cangyu Empire and meet each other

The first year of the Apocalypse

That year, for Bai Chen, was also the most special day!

Because that year was the time when he was reborn to Yancheng of Fengyan Dynasty and entered the third young master of Bai family!

"In that case, I'm nineteen years older than you."

White Chen light smile way.

He was born to Bai Chen that year, Bai Chen 19 years old.

……

Learning the appearance of Bai Chen, he pours a mouthful of liquor. Su Luojing is shocked and coughs.

Wipe the corner of her eyes, she smiles, holding the wine jar, facing the wind in the bow.

"I often remember the sunset in the pavilion, and I don't know my way back when I'm drunk!"

This voice roared out, and people by the lake were attracted by her.

In the face of the public's expectation, Su Luojing had no drinking power, so he took another sip, and immediately continued: "I'll go back to the boat at night, and I'll go into the depths of lotus root, fight for crossing, and startle a pool of gulls and egrets!"

"Good!"

"Good poem!"

The lakeside was filled with cheers.

Bai Chen sits behind her with great interest, looking at the side face of this Ni Zi's drunken red, can't help feeling.

In the past, he always thought that a beauty like Chu junran could be regarded as generous.

It was not until he saw Su Luojing that he realized that this girl was more special than any other woman in Xinglan.

She has no accomplishments, no identity or background.

But she is the most special existence, can't say strange.

Moreover, her birth is the rebirth of Bai Chen

Is this really just a coincidence?

……

More and more people gathered by the lake, and the cheers of "another song" roared like a hurricane in the laughter of people.

Seeing these people like it so much, suluojing suddenly raised her chest and stepped on the boat rock.

"Good! Then I'll do it again! "

Beautiful eyes slightly turn, she seems to be in memory, immediately delicate pretty face, suddenly emerged a touch of sadness.

"The mist is thick, the cloud is worried about the day forever, the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast."

"It's the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and the gauze cabinet are cool in the middle of the night."

"Dongli wine after dusk, there are dark fragrance Ying sleeve."

"Don't forget your soul. You are thinner than the yellow flower by rolling the curtain to the west wind."

……

"Good!"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

On the lakeside, hundreds of people have gathered in a flash.

Everyone was attracted by this amazing woman.

But a moment later, a young man in white suddenly called out: "sister, what is Chongyang?"

Double Ninth Festival

It's obviously a festival.

But the Double Ninth Festival???

They've never heard of it before.

"Chongyang is a festival in the western regions."

Suluojing's eyes were dim and he made up a reason at will.

Anyway, the eastern and western regions are the farthest away.

Er

Bai Chen is speechless. He has been to the western regions. Where can he say that?

"The wind is strong, the sky is high, the ape howls and mourns, and the white birds fly back."

"The boundless falling trees, the endless Yangtze River rolling in..."

"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and run to the sea."

"If you don't see me, my hair is white and sad in the mirror of the high hall. The morning is like a green silk, and the evening is like snow..."

"When will the moon come, ask Qingtian about the wine..."

……

One by one, Su Luojing chanted the wine without thinking. It was like a torrent of water.

Such literary talent, not to mention the sage of poetry in the world, even outside the Empire of cangyu, it is hard to find another!

On the lakeside, those people from the beginning of the clapping, to later dumbfounded, and even many people give up the idea of want to write down these poems.

Bai Chen also can't believe of stand up.

Even if he didn't understand poetry, he could still feel the extremely shocking atmosphere between her lines.

At this time, Su Luojing's appearance of drinking wine was deeply rooted in his eyes. It was not from the beauty of a woman, but from the sense of a talented man, which made people forget to return.

"The wind is blowing, the water is cold!"

"Come on, brave man! No return - "

Su Luojing raised her glass and worshipped in the air, full of solemn and stirring, and turned into tearful star eyes. As she leaned back, her whole body turned down.See shape, white Chen hastily a step forward, connect her in the bosom.

See her tears confused ambiguous words, Bai Chen can feel, the last poem, is her inner roar.

The cangyu Empire has been fighting for years.

The people are suffering.

How many men have been caught on the battlefield, which is called the Empire of cangyu. It has a hundred thousand heroes.

But it was never a capital worth showing off to the Empire.

It seems that the sonorous words of Su Luojing also aroused the inner resonance of those people on the lake. For a time, many people were filled with tears and their bodies were shaking.

"Alas."

Looking at Su Luojing gradually sleeping in the past, Bai Chen sighed wordlessly, holding her like a dragonfly skimming on the water.

Such lightness skill shocked the people on the shore again.

……

"The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and when the strong man goes away, he will never return..."

Among the crowd, a young man with a pretty face frowned and could not help murmuring.

If you look carefully, you will find that although this person is valiant, he has a wonderful posture and no Adam's apple under his neck.

She is a woman disguised as a man.

And the tremor in her eyes at the moment, still unabated, was obviously shocked by suluojing's heroic performance.

……

Because today Su Luojing really drank too much wine, Bai Chen had to take her back to the mountains.

In the cave, he picked some awakening grasses, crushed them and fed them to her.

In ten years, Bai Chen made pills when he was bored, and now he has reached the level of a second-class pharmacist.

After taking the herbal medicine to sober up, sulojing's breathing gradually became stable, and the pain on her face gradually eased.

"What a different girl."

Bai Chen shakes his head, is going to cover the quilt on her body, the body's power suddenly restless again.

"Well..."

The impact of this bloodthirsty intention made him almost stagger to the ground and quickly control his mind.

At this time, he saw a snake lying on the ground at his feet. The blood oozing from the skin of the snake was forming a visible blood net in the air, flying away to his palm.

"Why do you come here to die?"

Bai Chen is very helpless.

If the snake comes near him, he will suck it to death.

After absorbing the blood, he was also uncomfortable, and had to work hard to recuperate.

Why is this necessary.