If you ask, what words from the mouth of a stunning girl can make everyone in the audience fall silent.

Then "You're like the girl of my dreams" would definitely rank among the top few.

What's the point of selecting a man based on his poetry talent? That's clearly a secret arrangement... Gu Yiwu suddenly became depressed and finally realized the nature of how the real world works.

A little girl holding a teapot was calm and composed one second ago, but the next second, the calm water in the teapot in her hand trembled, and her little face became alert... Well, I have always been very confident in Brother Rong'er. When he was outside, as long as other women did not take the initiative to contact him, they would hardly notice his good points. But now...

There is actually a third woman who regards him as her dream lover!

Zhao Qian'er's peach blossom eyes gradually narrowed as she looked at the 'divine furnace' that she had previously thought she could control at will, and began to re-evaluate it.

At the same time, her little head couldn't help but start to think wildly... Hmm, did she also do strange things to her dream lover... Hmm, to Brother Rong'er in her dream? Hmm, she must have been shameless and took the initiative, unlike in her and the young lady's dreams, where Brother Rong'er always took the initiative to bully them...

While the little girl was thinking, the tea-scented flying sword that was three feet above Master Shenxu's head was shaking and seemed to be about to fall.

The latter was so frightened that he howled and begged for mercy again.

But at this moment in the hall, no one paid attention to him, and everyone couldn't help but look closely at someone's face.

At the table, Luo Xiu was well-behaved and quiet, continuing to pick up food for her dream lover who she seemed to be thinking about day and night.

Zhao Rong blinked twice... How could this be so embarrassing?

Facing countless gazes, he smiled shyly at everyone, then remained calm and nodded slightly.

"Girl, I understand your feelings, but... don't dream about anything inappropriate."

Zhao Rong sighed. This Fairy Luo was good in every way except that she was too honest and straightforward. She dared to tell any truth.

He didn't even dare to ask Luo Xiu about the details of her dream, which was a pity.

Zhao Rong said that he looked in the mirror when he went out in the morning, and the conclusion he drew was pertinent. Qian'er even laughed at him for being conceited. What does a little girl know about being as elegant as jade and as gentle as spring breeze...

At this time, the stunning girl in front of Zhao Rong lowered her eyes and whispered softly, "Sir, you want to control Lian Xiu'er's dreams? You are really overbearing."

As she spoke, she picked up another bite of food, took it with her soft hands, and passed it to his mouth with a faint smile.

Zhao Rong thought about it, and finally raised his hand, took the chopsticks himself, and ate the dish.

Luo Xiu smiled softly, and took advantage of the situation to bend her legs and sit on Zhao Rong's right thigh, which was against the dining table so that she could serve him conveniently.

She picked up the porcelain bowl, snatched the work from Zhao Qian'er, and continued to pick up food for Zhao Rong gently and cleverly.

Zhao Rong, who had already taken a bite of the 'fairy little fangirl', looked slightly hesitant. If he just pulled her away now, it would seem a bit hurtful to the beauty's self-esteem and a bit too much, since she had humbled herself to come so close to him.

Sure enough, for the beautiful lady's soft words and clinging, once there was an exception, there would be a second time, and the degree was exceeded again and again, getting deeper and deeper, and harder and harder...

It is the most difficult to accept the favor of a beautiful woman.

Zhao Rong was experiencing strange troubles.

Then a certain little girl's face gradually became stern.

Well, she might not know it herself, because things were developing in the direction she and Brother Rong'er had agreed upon. Maybe the little girl simply felt that the hall was very noisy, and it was not because of some stinky pig's hoof that slipped into other girls' dreams.

There was a brief silence in the hall, of course, due to a burst of wolf howls.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly tilted her head and suggested warmly, "Stop yelling."

Young Master Shenxu, who was wailing hard, felt his hair stand on end. The indifferent look of the pretty girl in the distance made him feel that she would really fall to the sword.

Master Shenxu immediately gritted his teeth and shut his mouth, covering it with his hands.

He suppressed his voice, only a few whimpers escaped from between his teeth and lips.

Zhao Qian'er listened attentively and nodded with satisfaction.

Just when Master Shenxu, who was covering his mouth, was halfway through breathing a sigh of relief, the flying sword floating above his head fell down in an instant.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the head below.

puff--

"ah!!!"

Master Shenxu once again displayed his talent for shouting monosyllabic words. The scream was clear and loud, mixed with three parts of unwillingness and seven parts of despair. However, the sound stopped abruptly the next second.

In everyone's sight, the transparent tea-scented flying sword turned back into a pool of cold tea where it touched Master Shenxu's head, soaking him like a drowned chicken.

It turned out to be a false alarm.

Zhao Qianer turned around and went back.

Master Shenxu suddenly realized what was going on and touched his intact head, breathing heavily. Seeing that someone had treated him like a piece of shit, he crawled back behind his followers and hid behind the tallest and most burly follower.

Master Shenxu took three deep breaths, his pale lips trembling as if he was knocking out a few syllables with his teeth.

“Ah Hui, Ah Hui… call someone… call someone! Call someone quickly!”

You want to shake someone, right?

Can’t afford to play?

Zhao Rong smiled and turned to look.

Zhao Qian'er also stopped, placed the teapot steadily on the table next to her, and turned around.

"stop!"

At this moment, a cold and clear female voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

Back to **.

Zhao Rong and others had never heard such sound before.

However, Master Shenxu, who was pulling the tall attendant and shouting "calling people", suddenly showed ecstasy, and the attendants and guards around him who had originally looked embarrassed suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

There was some commotion among the crowd, and everyone looked in a certain direction.

This strange female voice did not belong to anyone in the lobby on the first floor, but... came from a box on the third floor.

Who is this person?

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you.

Zhao Rong chuckled and looked at the private rooms on the third floor.

Their observation deck can see the entire first-floor lobby from the inside, but to people outside, it looks gray, similar to some kind of glass in Zhao Rong's previous life.

In the extremely quiet hall, there were two clear footsteps that seemed to be coming down the stairs, from low to high, getting closer and closer.

Obviously, it came from the person who just spoke.

Zhao Rong's expression suddenly changed. He had an amazing memory and was deeply impressed by the footsteps and rhythm of others. And these two footsteps at this moment... sounded a little familiar.

At this moment, a man with kidney deficiency, who seemed determined to be a villain to the end, burst into crazy laughter.

"Hahahaha...you're done, you're done. You dare to provoke our Ziwei Pavilion? You're simply courting death! What's so great about having a flying sword? Senior Sister Su will capture all of you and throw you into Xingzi Lake to feed the fish!"

Senior Sister Su? Ziwei Pavilion?

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at Zhao Qian'er, but the next second, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs disappeared instantly.

Two female figures appeared at the stairs.

The young woman in the lead was wearing a black pleated skirt with fluttering ribbons.

She has a cold and beautiful appearance, skin as white as milk, and long flowing black hair.

The aura is very strong.

The woman following behind was dressed in red. She was the red-dressed maid who had followed Su Qingdai before.

The master and servant paused at the stairs, as if they were scanning the silent hall.

Facing all the gazes, Su Qingdai raised her chin slightly, looked forward, and spoke coldly again.

"Stop it."

The voice was cold and clear, and it belonged to the person who had just spoken.

After seeing clearly what the aloof woman was wearing, the crowd couldn't help but raise a low wave of laughter.

"It's Su Qingdai from Ziwei Pavilion! Why is she here too?"

Someone couldn't help but be surprised.

"Didn't I hear that something happened to the Su family recently? It seems to be related to the warrior in the west..."

"Oh, it's this lady. She's not a good-tempered fairy. She's well-known in the mountains for being arrogant and difficult to talk to. I heard that Fairy Su hates men and doesn't look at men well..."

"If she comes out now...their Ziwei Pavilion Master's son is being treated like this, she probably can't stand it anymore...Haha, it looks like there will be something exciting tonight."

Everyone had different expressions.

Hearing these words, Gu Yiwu frowned. Is this Su Qingdai? He had just talked about this woman with Ziyu, and now she appears.

He felt that the situation was a bit tricky. It would be easy to deal with that Young Master Shenxu. As long as Ziwei Pavilion knew their identities, they would most likely let it go. It would not be so stupid to offend the academy for a waste.

However, now he happened to run into Fairy Su from Ziwei Pavilion, who looked aloof and proud. He was afraid that she would have a hot temper and would get into a conflict directly without any consideration.

This kind of thing can easily happen in the "small place" at the foot of the mountain outside Duyou City, to some fairy geniuses who are praised and praised to the sky by the sects and cultivators.

To put it nicely, it means being unyielding rather than surrendering; to put it bluntly, it means being arrogant and brainless.

If they had a big conflict with Fairy Su, even if they beat her up... it would still be more troublesome than dealing with Master Shenxu. After all, they had ruined a girl who was regarded as a hope and had great potential. The spirit of this kind of "genius" in cultivation was very important, and it was easy for them to be unable to recover...

The burly scholar couldn't help but look at Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er, wanting to ask Zi Yu how to deal with the situation and remind them of the proper manners.

Zhao Qian'er snorted lightly, took a step forward, walked in front of Zhao Rong, narrowed her eyes slightly, and faced Su Qingdai.

Zhao Rong stared at the cold woman, and his expression couldn't tell what he was thinking.

He continued to tap his thighs with two fingers, without slowing down his rhythm. Seeing Zhao Qian'er standing in front of him, he leaned forward slightly, pulled her little hand, smiled and whispered, "Be obedient."

Zhao Qian'er nodded obediently, glanced at the two women at the stairs, then turned around, walked back behind Zhao Rong's chair, picked up the teapot and poured tea for him.

Luo Xiu, who was sitting on the right leg of her dream lover and serving him bowls and dishes, was still quietly serving Zhao Rong, as if she had not noticed the conflict she had caused in the hall.

The tall and aloof Su Qingdai, with a pair of naturally cold eyes, stared straight at Zhao Rong who was sitting on a chair and enjoying the service of two beauties.

There was no expression on her pretty fair face.

On the field, the two groups were in a subtle confrontation...