Wu Zhao walked to the table and looked at it for a few times. She found that the words written by Xu Le were very beautiful.

"The sky is so beautiful, why are you? Wu Hou!"

Wu Zhao murmured.

A picture appeared in her mind unconsciously. In front of Wuzhangyuan, Zhuge Liang looked up at the sky, his eyes full of unwillingness. He wanted to live another five hundred years, create a glory in the Han Dynasty, and repay Liu Bei's kindness for three visits to the cottage.

"The word "is like beautiful jade, and its beauty is bright!"

Wu Zhao exclaimed.

"Princess, when did you come?"

Wu Zhao's sudden arrival shocked Xu Le.

"just."

Wu Zhao responded with a smile.

"I thought it was a thief who sneaked in."

Xu Le quipped.

"Thieves?"

Wu Zhao couldn't help but laugh.

"Is there a thief as beautiful as me?"

Wu Zhao asked back.

Xu Le...

Wu Zhao is really narcissistic.

He looked at Wu Zhao carefully and found that she was not purely narcissism, she had the capital for narcissism.

The perfect melon-shaped face had not been applied to the powder, and there seemed to be a layer of crystal light flowing under the cream on the face under the jade skin.

Under the slender and thick eyebrows that raised upwards, the pair of phoenix eyes, which were as clear as a deep pool, were deep and restrained.

She has a graceful and luxurious atmosphere, and her skin is as crystal clear as jade as ceramic.

Wearing a gorgeous robe, she is imposing and has an unimaginable majesty.

The most attractive thing is her cold temperament, which makes others have a desire to conquer.

"Princess, please sit down!"

Xu Le stood up and greeted Wu Zhao to sit down.

"good."

Wu Ji nodded and greeted her.

"Princess, why are you here? Is it because of the poetry meeting?"

Xu Le asked.

She knew that Wu Zhao would not enter the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, perhaps because of the poetry meeting.

He also looks forward to the early holding of the poetry meeting. He will release the latest volume of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" on the day of the poetry meeting.

"It's nothing big, it's just that I'm a little bored after watching "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty", so I'll take a look and ask you some things by the way!"

Wu Zhao said with a smile.

"Come and come to me if you're bored?"

Xu Le was stunned. What did he treat me as? Spare tire or licking dog?

"Yes, the content in this novel is very attractive to me, but I don't know much about many things. I hope you can help me answer them."

Wu Zhao said directly.

"Princess, but it's okay to ask!"

Xu Le had a smile on his face.

In fact, licking a dog is no big deal. licking one is for the dog, and licking ten thousand is for the hero.

And not everyone is qualified to be Wu Zhao's dog licking dog. In Wu Zhao's words, I am her only target.

If that's the case, I'm her spare tire number one.

It is not embarrassing to be able to become the princess' spare tire number one.

In Xu Le's mind, there is also a measure of his own. Magu is Goddess No. 1, Yancai tentatively designated Goddess No. 2, He Xiaoyun, Yu Shuangxi, and Wu Zhao are ranked as Goddess No. 3.

It is fair for everyone to treat each other as a spare tire.

Thinking of this, I feel much more balanced. You lick me, I lick you, everyone licks each other, hello I lick you, everyone.

"What is Yang Guang's final outcome?"

When Wu Zhao asked, he looked at Xu Le's expression carefully.

She always felt that Xu Le was using this role to allude to her father.

Under her gaze, Xu Le's expression was plain: "Princess, it's boring to spoilers. If you want to understand the plot, read the follow-up novel."

Xu Le hates spoilers from others and will not spoil the plot to others.

After the plot is spoiled, whether it is a TV series, a movie, or a novel, it will become boring.

There is nothing new under the sun, there are only so many kinds of stories, and countless people have long written from various angles.

As long as you spoil it a little, readers may guess the next plot. After knowing the plot, readers will be greatly interested in the story.

Wu Zhao: "Can't you spoil it for me?"

Wu Zhao frowned slightly, as if he was a little displeased with Xu Le's rejection. His beautiful face was elegant and cold, and his whole face seemed to be covered with a layer of coldness and arrogance, which made people feel ashamed of themselves.

This is not the first time the man in front of him has rejected him.

If Wu Zhao looked at others with this kind of gaze, the man would probably have been trembling with fear.

It’s a pity that Xu Le is looking at her. Xu Le, who is integrated with the heart of the Sword God, is not afraid of her. She looks at her calmly, and looks very calm.

"cannot!"

Xu Le looked at Wu Zhao and refused firmly.

He was born in modern society, which was a society where everyone was equal, and there was no class distinction in that society. Xu Le developed a character that was neither humble nor arrogant.

This made him not afraid at all when facing Wu Zhao.

"Do you know the consequences of offending me?"

Wu Zhao said coldly, her tone was full of threat.

Xu Le looked at Wu Zhao with a cold face and felt a little sick. She looked arrogant all day long. If she fell into my hands in the future, she would definitely slap your ass.

"Will the princess kill me?"

Xu Le smiled dismissively.

A cold look appeared on Wu Zhao's lips: "Do you think I dare not?"

"I am so handsome, don't you feel sorry for the princess to kill him?"

Xu Ledao.

Wu Zhao...

It's so shameless.

Because of Xu Le's words, the coldness on her face was almost unrest.

"And how could a person who is as beautiful as a princess and is so beautiful as a nation, kill people at will?"

Xu Le continued.

"Hmph, don't flatter me, I won't take your tricks."

Wu Zhao said.

That being said, the murderous aura on her face had disappeared.

Xu Le...

So stubborn!

He obviously likes to be praised and pretends to be indifferent. He is so arrogant.

"You did not meet my requirements, you must compensate me."

Wu Zhao looked at Xu Le.

"Compensation? Princess, do you want me to give me a promise?"

Xu Le looked at Wu Zhao with raging eyes.

Wu Zhao was looked at by Xu Le like this, and he felt anger.
To be continued...