Chapter 587 (1/2)

With Chen xinglie's assurance, Xiang Wenqing and others left with satisfaction.

Before leaving, Xiang Wenqing or pull down his face and ask Chen xinglie for a pair of poems and calligraphy about seeking daoshan.

Chen xinglie is naturally not stingy about this. After finishing his writing, Chen xinglie throws his big hand to Xiang Wenqing, which is quite like a calligraphy master.

Xiang Wenqing did not express any dissatisfaction with this. In his opinion, it is normal for a literary giant to have a little airs.

At least this Chen Gong Feng only has a little emotion when he writes calligraphy, and he is very rational and harmonious at other times.

Xiang Wenqing was very satisfied with this new sacrifice, who was able to serve as a tribute to the cultural and educational undertakings of the descendants of the Daoists.

Seeing all the elders leave, Shen Qiuyu and Xue Gang, who have been standing on one side, step forward and stand in front of Chen xinglie.

Chen xinglie turned his head and looked at them. He saw that both of them had the expression of adoration on their faces, just like the idols in their hearts.

In particular, Shen Qiuyu, a pair of bright eyes, even with a silk of shining crystal, let Chen xinglie can not help feeling a little bit dazzling.

Waiting for Chen xinglie to open his mouth, Shen Qiuyu first said, ”elder brother Chen, can I still call you so in the future?”

It is difficult to hide the tone of loss and hesitation.

Chen xinglie nodded with a smile: ”we discuss each other, and offering is just a nominal name. You and I have known each other for a long time. Naturally, you don't have to remember the name of the sacrifice. What should we call it or how to call it?”

”Really? That would be great! ”

”Elder brother Chen, can you help me write a pair of characters?”

Shen Qiuyu said in surprise, saying that she still took a little shy behind her.

One side of Xue Gang looked at the heart of a smile, his younger sister has no help, it seems that has been completely occupied.

But now take a closer look, this Chen xinglie Chen Daoyou looks like a good leather bag. If the appearance can be used as a weapon, then how can this Chen Daoyou's appearance also be a weapon of artifact level.

He is not only beautiful, but also proficient in poetry, song and Fu, but also good at calligraphy. Now he has become a sacrifice of his own Taoist sect.

This man, who seems to be no more than his own age, can be called the ”favored son of heaven”?

Hearing Shen Qiuyu's words, Chen xinglie asked with a smile, ”what should I write?”

A smiling question from Chen xinglie interrupted Xue gang.

Looking at Chen xinglie again, he has some envy in his eyes, but he has no envy coexisting with envy.

Chen xinglie is a land immortal realm. He has a sharp natural eye. He clearly sees the envy of Xue Gang's eyes. He laughs in his heart. He doesn't say anything, or even something strange.

Shen Qiuyu's face was a little red. His hands were put together. His two thumbs kept crisscrossing and circling. After a long time, he said, ”write Write that

”Which one to write?”

Chen xinglie's tone is a bit of a smile.

He is not stupid. Naturally, he knows what the girl wants to help her write, which can be regarded as knowingly asking.

Shen Qiuyu seemed to notice the smile in the elder brother Chen's tone, and his face became more red.

He was silent for a while and then said, ”write the two poems that elder brother Chen said to me before!”

Then he lowered his head and no longer opened his mouth, but the slight red on his neck indicated that the girl was very shy at this time.

Xue Gang looked at the side of the brow is big frown, he seems to smell a trace of acid.

If Chen xinglie's previous life was present, he would be told that this is the sour smell of love!

”Ha ha!”

Chen xinglie let out a kind laugh.