At the autumn moon viewing meeting, with Ye Qingyun's water tune song, it was coming to an end.

Everyone was deeply shocked by this song of water tune.

Whether it is Huang Fusheng and others who are mortals or those martial arts masters, they all feel something.

This poem seems to have all the joys, sorrows and separations in the world, and also contains endless artistic conception.

It's endless aftertaste.

Even people like the Demon Buddha Marun have many complex feelings in their hearts.

Everyone looked up at the moon.

At this moment.

This bright moon seems to be more beautiful in everyone's eyes, and seems to have more artistic conception.

"Young Master Ye, this poem is really wonderful. It shouldn't have appeared in this world!"

Xu Changfeng said with emotion.

He himself also has some knowledge of poetry, which is his own little interest.

But as soon as Ye Qingyun's poem was released, Xu Changfeng knew that his research on poetry over the years was simply inferior to that of bullshit.

“It’s not that good either.”

Ye Qingyun scratched his head awkwardly.

Everyone looked at Ye Qingyun together.

It's so humble.

Such an extremely beautiful poem, every word is just right.

It's really flawless!

Ye Qingyun is so modest.

It's really admirable.

"Everyone."

Ye Qingyun looked at everyone.

"Today's gathering is our fate and the honor of me, Ye Qingyun."

"Even if you go your separate ways in the future, even if you are far away from the ends of the world."

"But we can still see the same bright moon, and we won't feel far away."

Everyone stared at the bright moon together.

Then they all stood up.

He bowed to Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun also returned the favor with his fists.

"Mr. Ye, we'll say goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"See you again, Mr. Ye."

"good!"

......

Everyone left one after another.

Until the end, only Huang Fusheng and his wife were left.

Huang Fusheng and his wife are both mortals. It is already late at night, so they dare not go down the mountain at will.

I'm afraid of encountering wild animals or something.

Ye Qingyun asked the Liu sisters to escort the couple down the mountain.

Everyone left.

Ye Qingyun lay on the bamboo chair.

The whole person relaxed.

It took a while.

Tiredness surged into my heart.

Ye Qingyun fell asleep in Chazishan.

And soon fell asleep.

In the dream, Ye Qingyun seemed to have returned to his original world and met his familiar relatives and friends.

But soon, the dream changed.

It became what Ye Qingyun longed for the most in his heart.

Beauties surround!

joy of spring!

What a happy life!

As the saying goes, there is something to think about on the day and dream about on the night.

Ye Qingyun thought about strange things all day long during the day.

When you fall asleep and dream, you will naturally dream.

While dreaming, he also made a lewd laugh.

The saliva from the corner of his mouth flowed down.

And in heaven.

Leng Muxue and Meng'er are back.

"Prince Palace, what are we here to do?"

"Shut up."

"Prince Palace Master, it seems that they have finished eating the mutton."

"Shut up!"

"Parent Lord, the mutton just now was so delicious. Meng'er has never eaten such delicious mutton in her life."

"Shut up!!!"

"Prince, look at the man seems to be asleep."

"you......"

Leng Muxue was about to curse, so she looked closely.

Ye Qingyun fell asleep indeed.

And the others on the mountain have also finished walking.

"Prince Lord, you see this person is still laughing when he is asleep, but he just smiles a little bit obscene."

Meng'er pointed at Ye Qingyun and said.

Leng Muxue stared at Ye Qingyun.

"This person is quite extraordinary!"

Meng'er was stunned.

"Why did the Palace Master say that? He seems to be a mortal, but the things he makes are delicious."

Leng Muxue shook her head.

"Look at him carefully."

Meng'er looked closely.

Then the flowers were faded.

I saw the power of the moonlight gathering around Ye Qingyun.

Moreover, the power of the moonlight around him was still moving into Ye Qingyun's body on his own.

Such a majestic power of moonlight has never been seen before, even Leng Muxue, the Lord of the Moon God Palace.

"This person seems to be sleeping, but in fact he must be practicing!"

Leng Muxue looked at everything with a look of seeing through it.

"He is definitely not a mortal, but a terrible existence whose cultivation is beyond our imagination!"

Meng'er's face was full of doubts.
To be continued...