That power was so mysterious. This was the first time Liu Wuxie encountered it, and his soul could not stop it.

In the end, it was the divine book of Heaven that was unfolded before this power was resolved.

A strange thing flashed deep in Murong Yi's eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, because there was a light gauze blocking her, so outsiders could not see it.

"Miss Murong, it's getting late, let's start, please give a question!"

Some people couldn't wait, so they asked Murong Yi to quickly set up the questions, including piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Whoever can get the first place can get her reception, have a long talk and spend a good night together.

"No hurry, I will use tea instead of wine first, and I will toast you all!"

Murong Yi stood up, picked up the tea on the table, raised the cup with one hand, and gently blocked the cup with his right hand. The standard woman's tea drinking etiquette.

Everyone picked up their wine glasses and returned to Murong Yi.

There was a sound of drinking at the scene, and only a few people drank tea.

Liu Wuxie did not move. Since Murong Yi appeared, his brows have never been stretched.

This woman made him realize the danger.

Just now, Liu Wuxie could face it calmly. Why did he feel uncomfortable when facing Murong Yi? It was definitely not because her level was higher than that of him, but because of other reasons.

As for the reason, Liu Wuxie is still investigating, which is also the purpose of his visit tonight.

Murong Yi put down the cup and looked down again, and everyone put down their wine glasses one after another.

"Don't Mr. Liu like the wine here?"

Murong Yi suddenly looked at Liu Wuxie, her voice was extremely charming, and she could hardly have a trace of will to resist.

The divine book of Heavenly Dao guards the center, and the Pure Land Sutra has no effect on Liu Wuxie.

Only then did everyone look at Liu Wuxie's table and find that he did not move, whether it was fruit, tea, or wine, which was not giving his master a face!

"no!"

It is undeniable that the wine here is very good. After special brewing, it can be judged by the aroma of wine emitted on site. These fine wines have been stored for decades.

"Why didn't Mr. Liu drink?"

Murong Yi continued to ask.

Liu Wuxie didn't know how to answer.

The first time I encountered this situation, I could calmly resolve it when I encountered any opponent before, but I was a little stretched at this moment.

"I will drink it when it's time to drink!"

Liu Wuxie frowned. There were so many geniuses at the scene. Why did Murong Yi keep his eyes on him? This is to cause hatred for him!

Countless gazes fell on his body like sharp thorns.

"The little woman gave Mr. Liu a cup alone and asked Mr. Liu to give her face."

This time Murong Yi changed into a wine glass instead of tea instead of wine.

After filling it, he picked up the wine glass and toasted Liu Wuxie in front of everyone.

If you refuse on the spot, it means you don’t give your master face and will definitely arouse public anger.

Liu Wuxie was in a dilemma. He really didn't want to touch any food here. Last time Yipinxuan drank Yuzhu dew, the mysterious ancient tree reminded him.

There were bursts of anger coming from all around.

"Liu Wuxie, don't be ungrateful. Miss Murong personally toast you, why don't you give me a gift back quickly."

Whether it is Qinghong Gate or Xiexin Hall, the disciples of other sects all exclaimed anger.

What a glory it is to be toasted by Miss Murong himself, Liu Wuxie hesitated again and again.

Many people really want to go up and beat him up.

Why doesn't such a great thing fall on me?

Murong Yi had already drank all the wine in the glass, and with a beautiful look, he looked at Liu Wuxie quietly.

If Liu Wuxie didn't drink, she would keep watching this, and the scene would only be even more awkward.

"Liu Wuxie, what do you mean? Get out of here if you don't drink it!"

Yin Jingwu suddenly slapped the table and told Liu Wuxie to get out quickly.

Other disciples of the Qinghongmen stood up one after another and attacked Liu Wuxie together.

"Everyone is calm. Mr. Liu may be wary of our Yipinxuan and dare not drink these wines. This is understandable."

Murong Yi's voice is sweet, and every word seems to melt a person's bones.

As soon as he finished speaking, a maid walked up to Liu Wuxie, poured out a glass of water and wine, and drank it all, proving that the wine was not poisonous.

He changed into a clean cup for Liu Wuxie, and the maid filled Liu Wuxie with her own filling.

Speaking of this, Liu Wuxie refused, and Murong Yi would probably be even more embarrassed.

"Thank you for the reception of Miss Murong!"

Liu Wuxie picked up the wine glass. Anyway, there were divine books of Heaven and the mysterious ancient trees, so he was not very worried.

Just find out what exactly these wines contain, so that the mysterious ancient tree can remind him.

The wine is very gentle, not strong wine.

After entering the mouth, the aroma overflows from the mouth, making people feel endless aftertaste. It is definitely a good wine.

Entering the abdomen, it turns into a warm current, entering the limbs and bones, and the whole body is comfortable, as if every inch of pores is absorbing the energy from the wine.

Drinking these wines all year round can not only strengthen the body, but also increase your cultivation.

really!

As Liu Wuxie expected, the mysterious ancient tree once again reminded him that there was something wrong with the wine.

With a mysterious force, he penetrated into his Taihuang world and was instantly absorbed by the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron and disappeared without a trace.

Murong Yi's eyes never left Liu Wuxie. When the wine was in his mouth, the expression on his face was obviously a little nervous.

"Good wine!"

Putting down the cup, Liu Wuxie said politely, and there was no fluctuation on his face.

With the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, the mysterious power cannot enter his body.

Murong Yi sat down and was a little distracted just now. Madam Li also noticed it and looked at Murong Yi.

He raised his head and Murong Yi nodded to Madam Li, which was confirmed.

Upon hearing the news, a trace of ecstasy flashed deep in Madam Li's eyes.

"I will write four words for tonight's poetry, songs, and music conference. Whether it is poetry, chess, paintings, or piano, I have to revolve around these four words. Whoever is more appropriate is naturally the winner."

Murong Yi's expression returned to normal, and she looked at all the geniuses, and her eyes were either intentionally or unintentionally, which made many people dissatisfied.

All the limelight for tonight was snatched away by Liu Wuxie.

If they knew that refusing to drink would make Miss Murong Yi favored them, they would also choose to refuse.

"Please give a question to Miss Murong!"

Everyone was a little impatient when they waited, so they asked Murong Yi to ask questions quickly.

Such a peerless beauty would be a great joy in the world if she could live alone.

"The first word, 'Jun', it's best to cooperate with this situation and everyone can play it freely!"

The maids took out a large amount of paper and pens, and placed several pieces on each table to facilitate their writing.

Many people think that they are just as poetic and essays, but they don’t participate, so they just come to join in the fun.

The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are too wasteful, and most people spend their energy on their practice, and few people study these things.

This is also helpless. For monks, cultivation is everything.

The surroundings suddenly fell into silence, everyone closed their eyes and their brains were running rapidly.

It is very difficult to write poems on the spot.

If the question is announced in advance, the meaning of the competition will be lost. You can write poems in advance and take them out on the spot.

Now it is different, the question is given by Murong Yi.

"Liu Wuxie, I want to fight with you for poetry!"

Yin Jingwu suddenly stood up and angrily scolded everyone, interrupting everyone's thoughts and causing many people to be dissatisfied.

There was a piece of white paper in front of Liu Wuxie. He was not interested in tonight's poetry and song conference and had no intention of writing at all.

His purpose was to investigate what was contained in the tea, and Yipinxuan's attitude towards him. After the end, he would leave.

Everyone looked at Liu Wuxie.

Fighting poetry has existed in ancient times. At that time, Confucianism was popular, and there were often phenomena of fighting poetry and writing.

Decide victory or defeat by poetry.
To be continued...