For this sudden question, Ma Xiaoquan didn't know how to answer it for a while.

If it were someone else, Ma Xiaoquan would not hesitate to refuse, but for the girl in front of him, Ma Xiaoquan seemed to really have a familiar and inseparable desire for her.

"Hmm~" Ma Xiaoquan sighed as if he had fallen under a spell.

The girl seemed to be very satisfied with Ma Xiaoquan's reply, and he raised his head lightly and walked out of the room with his toes high.

"Remember, Miss Ben is the heart of the flower moon, the moon of the moon, the heart of the palm, you give me a good memory"

Ma Xiaoquan stood in the room in a daze, motionless, and in his mind, he suddenly remembered the scene when he met Mingyuexin:

Mingyuexin said: Miss Ben is the heart of the bright moon, the moon of the moon, the heart of the palm, you give me a good memory

"It's so familiar," Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but sigh.

Hua Lin walked up to Ma Xiaoquan and waved her hand in front of him, and after a while, Ma Xiaoquan came back to his senses.

"Brother, do you really like that woman named Hua Yuexin?"

When Ma Xiaoquan heard this, he immediately noticed the sourness of Hua Lin's words, and hurriedly explained: "What's the matter." Lin'er didn't guess. ”

Miaoyu said: "That Shangxian brother's eyes were straight just now, really, Sister Diao Chan is so good-looking, Brother Shangxian doesn't look at Sister Diao Chan a few times." ”

Ma Xiaoquan couldn't cry or laugh.

Where is this, yes, since this is the case, explaining too much is a cover-up, forget it, so be it.

Ma Xiaoquan chose to be silent, but the two girls suddenly asked in unison: "Brother Shangxian, will you marry her?" ”

This question sentence forced Ma Xiaoquan directly into a corner, Ma Xiaoquan moved his mouth a few times, wanting to say something, but when he was about to spit out words, he suddenly felt like a fish in his throat and couldn't speak.

"Hmph, I knew that Brother Shangxian was a pervert!"

Ma Xiaoquan was completely speechless, a few days ago I told a story to these little girls, the word "pervert" was said once, but I didn't expect it to be remembered by Miaoyu, this ancient person's learning ability is really not ordinarily strong.

Hua Lin puffed out her mouth, turned her head and Ma Xiaoquan was angry, while Miaoyu held her chest with both hands, and ignored Ma Xiaoquan.

Ma Xiaoquan scratched his scalp vigorously, and said in his heart: Who the hell said that there are more good women? I haven't eaten any of this, and I'm already tormenting me, so if everyone eats it once, then wouldn't I go crazy? It seems that the three wives and four concubines in this fantasy novel are nonsense at all

Outside the house, on the roof where Ma Xiaoquan was, there were two men, one tall and one short, tall and thin, short and fat.

When the two of them arrived at Ma Xiaoquan's wing room in Huayuexin, they were already on the roof, and Ma Xiaoquan, who was not weak in personal ability, didn't even notice it.

The tall one said to the short one: "Sixth brother, do you say that the demon Dao really likes Yue'er or fake it?" ”

The short man shook his head: "Who knows, I didn't expect this demon Dao to be able to sneak in to participate in my Hua family's festival conference, well, it seems that this demon Dao is still a little capable"

Gao said: "Sixth brother, there are surprisingly many people at this festival, these people are all eyeing our Yue'er." ”

The short man smiled and said: "Lao Jiu, you don't have to worry about this, these people are either warlords who are struggling to survive in the troubled times, or they want to use the power of my Hua family to turn crows into phoenixes, otherwise, they are taking the opportunity to meet other scholars and wealthy officials, these have nothing to do with my Hua family."

"Then the matter of that elixir is also present this time, if he investigates it"

The short man jumped off the roof with a smile, and before he disappeared, a sentence floated away: "He won't"

The tall man was quite helpless and jumped down.

At this time, Ma Xiaoquan noticed that there was someone on the roof, and hurriedly rushed out of the door to check what was going on, but unfortunately, it was too late, and Ma Xiaoquan saw that there was nothing else except the cool wind blowing through the dry branches.

"Did I hear me wrong?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head and entered the house

There are still two hours left before the festival of the Hua family, at this time, the major wealthy families have almost arrived, except for a few warlords who disdain the gathering of nobles, the others are very appreciative to come to join in the fun, of course, you can come to join in the fun, but there is no invitation? Sorry, stay out there.

Yanzhou, Cao Cao's mansion.

Cheng Yu held a golden silk piece in his hand and said to the lord Cao Cao: "Lord, are you sure you won't go?" ”

Cao Cao dismissed: "Those scholars and wealthy families, in addition to studying hard, what else can they do, of course they don't go, by the way, I heard that there is a very famous person in Yanzhou, called Bian Rang, isn't it?" ”

Cheng Yu replied: "Yes, my lord! ”

Cao Cao waved his hand: "Call him, I want to discuss poetry with him." ”

Cheng Yu was quite embarrassed: "Lord, it seems that Bian Rang has gone to Dongjun to participate in this festival." ”

Cao Cao frowned: "Forget it, let's talk about it when he comes back, you step back first, and I'll be alone for a while." ”

"Yes!"

When there was less than an hour before the festival meeting, the wealthy families everywhere came out of the resting rooms.

The so-called acquaintances are extraordinarily enthusiastic when they meet, and enemies are extraordinarily red when they meet, not all wealthy families wear a pair of pants, these wealthy families, from all over the country, have naturally become local representatives. The conference has not yet begun, and these local wealthy families are already privately setting up fighting platforms.

Since it was a festival of the Hua family, naturally they couldn't mess around with the guards, so everyone tacitly accepted another kind of contest in their hearts - Wendou.

The ancient Wendou is not as simple as it is on TV, you make a pair, I will reply to you with a pair and it will be over; The ancient Wendou, especially the Han Dynasty's Wendou, is more popular called "word to word, sentence to sentence, text to text" play, this kind of play is very simple, but in fact, it is extremely difficult: first, the proposition is determined by the person who intends to be the topic, and then divided into two parties (the Han Dynasty is not called so, of course, it is almost this meaning), the two parties do not refer to a person or a family, but a group of people, the so-called collective wisdom, first by Party A's group of people out of a sentence, this sentence, out of the law is Party A's people out of a word, Then connect these words together and form sentences, Party A makes three sentences in a row, and connects these three sentences into a long sentence, which is called Wen; Party B's people, in accordance with the rules, to Party A's "text", every word, every sentence to match, after the completion of the pair, but also to connect their own words into a long sentence, this long sentence is called "to the text", the rules require that the content of the text should be reasonable, equal correspondence, that is, the so-called "word to word, sentence to sentence, text to text".

When Ma Xiaoquan heard the rules of this game, he couldn't help but be speechless, and he was almost scared of urinary incontinence.

Where is your mother's Wendou, this is completely torture and chewing words.

Ma Xiaoquan shook his head helplessly, he was powerless to participate in these things, so as not to be laughed at and lose his big teeth.

The organizer of the festival, the Hua family, seems to be accustomed to this kind of cultural fight, not only do not do the slightest obstruction of this matter, but also provide a clean and warm hall for the invited children of wealthy families to fight in.

At this moment, standing in the center of the hall is a man with a national face, before this, he has led the wealthy compatriots in his hometown to defeat the wealthy scribes in three places.

Beside the national character face, a man who looked like a scholar shouted to everyone present in the hall: "Is there anything else to challenge?" ”

Everyone looked at each other and lowered their heads one after another.

A man in Tsing Yi showed a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't go up to challenge the man with the Chinese face, the man in Tsing Yi was quite bored, shook his head in disappointment, and walked away.

The white-shirted man next to the man in Tsing Yi also glanced at the face of the Chinese character meaningfully and walked away.

For these two people who walked away, Guozi Face didn't care, in his opinion, these two people just couldn't come out and fled the scene. The man looked from side to side in high spirits, and suddenly, he saw a purple-haired man.

This man was also staring at him at the moment, and from the eyes of this purple-haired man, he actually saw some innocence.

That's right, among the people present, only Ma Xiaoquan had purple hair.

And the so-called innocence, that's because Ma Xiaoquan is in a daze.

When people are stunned, their eyes are dull, and if they are seen, they will give people the illusion of innocence and look at people.

Ma Xiaoquan is no exception.

Guozi raised his eyebrows, and whispered to the scholar beside him: "The purple-haired man over there, is it the so-called immortal?" ”

When the scholar heard this, he followed his son's gaze, took a breath, and whispered: "Why did this demon suddenly appear here?" Childe, do you want to avoid it? ”

Guozi shook his head and said confidently: "No, I think I will meet him." ”

The scholar understood what his son meant, he nodded his head, and said loudly: "In our conference today, there is a Shangxian, it is said that this Shangxian is more than a thousand years old, but he is still as handsome as an adult man."

This scholar's words are very beautiful, but Ma Xiaoquan's thoughts are hovering in the distant sky at the moment, and he didn't hear what the scholar said.

"This person has purple hair" When the scholar said this, everyone looked at Ma Xiaoquan in unison.

Ma Xiaoquan was still stunned at the moment, completely unaware that the people around him were looking at him.

"This immortal lord, my son-in-law wants to learn a thing or two from you, and I hope to give you advice."

Ma Xiaoquan did not react.

"This immortal lord, my son-in-law wants to learn a thing or two from you, and I hope to give you advice." The scholar repeated it again.

Ma Xiaoquan still didn't react.

The scholar's face couldn't be stopped, he raised his voice, and said for the third time: "This immortal lord, my son-in-law wants to learn a thing or two from you, and I hope to give you advice." ”

At this time, someone next to him really couldn't look at it, and I don't know who quietly stabbed Ma Xiaoquan, and Ma Xiaoquan came back to his senses.

"Huh? Yes? Ma Xiaoquan sighed twice in a row, and when he saw that the people around him were looking at him, he pointed to himself, "Call me?" ”

When everyone heard this, they burst out laughing.

"What is the Immortal Lord, I'm afraid it's a pretend, how can there be such an Immortal Lord?"

"That's it, Lu Gongzi, I think you're wrong, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes"

For a while, everyone began to talk about it.

The man with the national character face frowned suddenly, and the scholar beside him was also embarrassed and at a loss.

But soon, the man with the national character face suppressed the anger in his heart, he stepped forward, arched his hand to Ma Xiaoquan, and said politely: "May I ask Your Excellency, is it Lord Shangxian?" ”

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, although Ma Xiaoquan hasn't understood what happened, but everyone is here, and he politely talks to him, you can't ignore it, right?

Ma Xiaoquan saluted back: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." ”

Although he said so, Ma Xiaoquan muttered in his heart: I don't seem to know you, how do you know that I am an immortal, although, hehe, although everyone calls me that. (Xiao Jue interjected: Damn, Ma Xiaoquan, you are too shameless.) Ma Xiaoquandao: Damn, my image is not written by you, don't write it if you have the ability? Little Absolute :)