Feng Shen: I was overheard by the gods!

Chapter 13 So Brave!Is it okay to insult me ​​if I am a female saint? !
Di Xin didn't know what the queen and Huang Feihu were thinking... He just looked up at the statue of Nuwa, and the posture of her empress seemed to be gradually approaching him... That handsome face, which was even disastrous to the country and the people, seemed to be telling something... …

[So beautiful... What a beautiful lady... I am obviously a great king, rich in the Sangong and Six Courts, 72 concubines... But in the palace, have you ever seen such a stunning beauty? 】

Listening to their hearts, Queen Jiang and Huang Feihu became even more confused... No, Your Majesty, are you bewitched?In our royal palace, there are only three empresses in total, counting my queen and two concubines, where did the six courtyards of the three palaces and 72 concubines come from?
Concubine 72... You are not satisfied with one of me, but you still want to find 72? !

Thinking of this extremely unrealistic situation, Huang Feihu and Queen Jiang were startled... No, my lord, this is because they were bewildered by spellcasting!
In the dark, a rich man hiding in a corner pinched his fingers with sweat on his face. A long line of mana that was invisible to non-sages was linked to Di Xin...Damn it, the human spirit on this human king, How could it be so strong!
No, I have to get him to write obscene poems quickly!If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid it will lead to a backlash from humanity and fall from the Holy Throne!
"disease!"

Another method was pinched out, and it hit Di Xin's brain... Di Xin felt his head froze, and the figure of Nuwa approaching in front of him actually wrapped around him? !
"My lord, is this concubine beautiful? Don't you want to write a poem to praise my concubine?"

"Write, write, write..."

Di Xin looked at the sacred elephant obsessively, stood up involuntarily, picked up the Four Treasures of the Study that had been left aside, dipped in ink, and wanted to pick up a pen...

But just when the tip of the pen was about to fall, his movements suddenly stopped!

[Write...what am I writing!I... I just remember one sentence, take back Changle to serve the king... Others, I forgot the other ones too? ! 】

The Zhunti Taoist in the dark didn't know it, he tried his best, risked being discovered by Nuwa and the risk of human backlash, and devised a conspiracy for Di Xin, but because he was not as talented as the real Di Xin, and he couldn't remember the original poem, he almost fell short !
Seeing that Nuwa was coming, Zhunti felt the coercion of the saint who was getting closer, and gave Di Xin a hard look, not daring to stay any longer, and immediately fled out of the Nuwa temple!

Seeing Nuwa's car in the distance, which is invisible to mortals but visible to saints, Zhunti twitched his lips and ran away quickly... It is really too difficult to control the king who is protected by humanity!
Even if he is a saint!

The human race is really loved by the world, and it is worthy of being the eternal protagonist of the world!

Inside the temple, Huang Feihu and Queen Jiang were feeling weird because of Di Xinti's failure to write a pen, and they couldn't laugh or cry because of what he thought in his heart. Their bodies sank, and they suddenly felt a strong coercion!

The two quickly looked up, only to see that the statue, which was originally made of clay and whose face could not be seen clearly, turned out to be much more compact and majestic now? !The blurred face of the original clay sculpture golden body has become clearly visible at this moment!This is... The Holy Mother is coming? !

"Your Majesty!"

Subconsciously, Queen Jiang wanted to jump over and hold Di Xin down... But she opened her mouth, but she didn't make any sound!Body movement, was pressed to kneel on the ground again!

"Don't move! This seat wants to see what the king wants to do!"

A mighty female voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Huang Feihu and Queen Jiang... Looking next to Di Xin, a plainly dressed woman appeared out of thin air? !Both of them showed a trace of misery. It's over, the Virgin is here!It's all over!
Beside the icon, Di Xinti was hesitating with his pen, not knowing how to write... a voice suddenly came from beside him!
"What do you want to do?"

"Huh? I want to write poems for my mother."

Di Xin responded subconsciously... But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he came to his senses and quickly turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

"who are you?"

"I am Miao Zhu!"

The woman glanced at him indifferently, and continued: "Then why don't you write?"

"I……"

For some reason, facing the woman's questioning, Di Xin didn't feel angry at all... even felt aggrieved?Like, seeing your old mother?Any words that want to deceive are completely unspeakable at this moment!

"I... I can't write it. I just remember one sentence, take back Changle to serve the king!"

The woman frowned, and a hint of anger was visible on her face!

"Oh? You want to marry Nuwa?"

"Who wants to marry, that's the mother of all our races. Marrying a mother is treasonous!"

Di Xin didn't even think about it, and directly retorted: "But, I have to write this poem... If I don't write it, Fengshen won't be able to unfold it!"

The queen and Huang Feihu who were kneeling on the ground were startled, the king, the king actually said everything!
The two raised their heads in horror and looked around... But they saw that everyone and everything around them seemed to be frozen in time, unable to move at all... The only ones who could move and talk were the two of them and Di Xin!Oh, there is also a temple celebration that I don’t know if it is the coming of the Holy Mother!

No, she must be the Holy Mother... Only the Holy Mother can control the situation so easily!Let the king speak the truth!

The two felt relieved... well, the Holy Mother has already taken action, so what are they worried about?
Above, Di Xin and Miao Zhu were still having a conversation... After hearing that obscene poems had to be written before the conferred gods could be unfolded, the woman was visibly dull, and the expression on her face suddenly became angry!
"Hehehe! Just to start the Conferred God, to drag me into the water, let you humiliate me?"

Anyone can hear the anger hidden in those words!
Di Xin didn't know it, and he was controlled by the Holy Mother, and now he was thinking about how to write poetry...

"I know how to write!"

He exclaimed in surprise, picked up the pen, rushed to the wall of the statue of Nuwa, and wrote quickly!
"Chirp, chirp, chirp, Mulan is weaving. I don't hear the sound of locomotives, only the sighs of women.

Ask the woman what she thinks, ask her what she remembers.Women do not think, women do not remember.I saw a military post last night, and the Khan ordered a lot of troops. There are twelve volumes of the military book, and the volume has the name of the master.Grandpa has no eldest son, and Mulan has no elder brother.

The east market buys horses, the west market buys saddles, the south market buys bridles, and the north market buys whips.Once he bids farewell to his father and mother, he will stay by the Yellow River in the evening. He does not hear the voice of his father and mother calling for women, but he hears the sound of the Yellow River splashing and splashing.Once he left the Yellow River, he reached the top of the Black Mountain in the evening. He didn’t hear the voice of the mother and father calling for the girl, but he heard the chirps of the Hu Qi in the Yanshan Mountains.

Thousands of miles go to the military plane, and Guanshan is as flying as it is.Shuoqi spreads the golden watchtower, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes.Generals die in a hundred battles, and strong men return in ten years.

Come back to see the king, the king sits in the hall.Zhixun twelve turn, reward hundred thousand strong.The king asked what he wanted, and Mulan didn't need to become a king by force, she would like to travel thousands of miles and send her son back to her hometown.

When the parents hear that the daughter is coming, they go out to help the general;Open the door of my east pavilion, sit on my bed in the west pavilion, take off my wartime robe, and put on my old clothes.When the window is arranging clouds and temples, the mirror is decorated with yellow flowers.When I went out to see my companions, they were all in a hurry: I have been together for 12 years, but I didn't know that Mulan was a girl.

The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred; two rabbits walk side by side, who can tell whether I am male or female! "

Well, as a modern person, Mulan Ci is the only poem that he can think of, the most familiar, and blurt out poems describing women!
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