Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 538: Moonlight in front of the bed

When Wen Zilong came down from the third floor, it was already dark.

When I came to the first floor, I saw that most of the people who read before had already left.

Only the bookish lion and wild dragon are still there.

Wen Zilong finally noticed him this time.

After all, the Lion King I just saw was a savage dragon with a lion head, and so is this guy.

But soon Wen Zilong woke up.

There are many wild dragons with lion heads, but only those with horns on their heads have royal blood.

Their race is called the Golden Horn Lion.

It can be regarded as the top existence among the lion savage beasts.

And the guy in front of me has no horns on his head.

So Wen Zilong just took one more look and ignored it.

But at this moment the guy came over and bowed to Wen Zilong with a fist and said:

"Master Wen, can you please give me a treat for you to have a meal?"

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"It just so happens that I am also hungry."

Isn’t that a idiot if someone invites dinner and doesn’t go.

The man was overjoyed and introduced himself:

"My name is Shu Zihua. The reason I invited you to dinner is that I actually have a few questions I want to ask."

Wen Zilong said: "I'm very hungry, go to the restaurant first. I'm talking while eating."

The book Zihua nodded and said:

"Also."

Soon, I came to the largest restaurant in the city, Wangjiang Tower.

After all the food and wine were served, Wen Zilong started to eat.

There was a table full of food. Before Shu Zihua moved much, Wen Zilong swept all the dishes clean like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

Shu Zihua had to order another table of dishes.

Wen Zilong continued to eat.

Shu Zihua looked at Wen Zilong in astonishment, and was very surprised.

There is such a powerful savage dragon?

He originally planned to ask Wen Zilong a few questions, but seeing Wen Zilong gorging himself as if he had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

He can only wait and ask again.

Being bored, looking at the river outside the window.

And the two bright moons in the sky.

He couldn't help chanting two lines of poems:

"The moon is the moon in the sky, and the water is the water in the river.

The moon will be bright every night, and the water will flow every day.

Sijun hasn't returned for a long time, talking about half of spring. "

Wen Zilong scanned thousands of books before. Although he didn't digest much, he also knew that there were poetry and poetry in this world.

It's just that because the world emphasizes martial arts over literature, these poems and songs, in Wen Zilong's view, are all elementary school students.

Of course, Wen Zilong himself could not make such a poem.

He compared these poems and songs with ancient Chinese poetry and songs.

At this time, I have almost eaten.

He shook his head when he saw this guy chanting poems.

What kind of **** was written.

He chanted casually: "

Freshen up,

Relying on Wangjiang Tower alone.

Thousands of sails are nothing,

Xiehui has a long pulse.

Bai Ping Chau is broken. "

After chanting this poem affectionately, he wiped his greasy mouth.

With a look of narcissism, Zihua looked at the book.

We have five thousand years in China, and there have been so many literati and polite people.

Put out their works casually, it is better than you elementary school students.

Sure enough, the book Zihua looked at Wen Zilong in shock.

It seems incredible.

After a while, I said:

"Good words! Good words! It is definitely the best word I have heard in my life. Xiongtai, did you make this first word?"

Wen Zilong shrugged:

"Otherwise?"

He said it as it should be.

I copied other people's words and felt confident.

It can be considered shameless to a certain level.

The book Zihua caress:

"Brother Gaocai, I toast you a glass!"

Speaking, he picked up the wine glass he hadn't touched before, and did it in respect.

He has always had a literati heart.

Fortunately, in this world, martial arts are more important than literature, so he always feels that he has nowhere to display his talents.

Finally, now encountering a person who can make such an amazing word, he is naturally like meeting a bosom friend.

Next, the two chatted for a while.

The guy talked very happily, but Wen Zilong didn't really want to talk about it.

Because I just pulled out a piece of moonlight in front of the bed, I can crush this guy's poem into slag.

What can I do to chat with a primary school student.

But this guy regards Wen Zilong as a great god. Every time Wen Zilong reads a poem, he admires it after carefully savoring it.

This also made Wen Zilong speechless.

Wen Zilong finally had to change the subject and asked:

"You invited me to dinner just to talk about this?"

The book Zihua didn't seem to think of his business until then.

"Master Wen, in fact, I came today because I felt too curious. Did you read the entire library just now?"

"Of course."

Wen Zilong replied.

Shu Zihua is more surprised than Wen Zilong's poem just now:

"Can you digest it?"

"After reading it, I can digest it naturally."

If the average person hears this sentence, they will naturally think that Wen Zilong is bragging.

After all, those are thousands of books.

Even if it is a Tier 3 wild dragon, if you read hundreds of books at a time, you have to rest for a few days before you can continue reading.

He has read more than four thousand books at a time, how can he not be shocked?

However, through the poems written by Wen Zilong just now, Shu Zihua knows that Wen Zilong learns five cars.

With such a wealth of knowledge, he has naturally read a lot of books, at least read a lot more than himself.

I read so many books at such a young age, and his reading speed must be fast.

"Can your mental power stand it?"

Shu Zihua asked.

"Since I can see it, I can bear it naturally."

Wen Zilong replied.

Shu Zihua nodded admiringly and said: "Xiongtai is really a strange person."

Wen Zilong nodded: "Well, I think so too."

"Hahahaha..."

Shu Zihua laughed: "Okay, I will toast Xiongtai again."

Shu Zihua invited Wen Zilong to drink because he was curious that Wen Zilong could read so many books in such a short time.

The two drank happily, and they didn't leave the restaurant until the middle of the moon.

Because this day is mid-autumn, so many people enjoy the moon.

Like the Mid-Autumn Festival on Earth, the Mid-Autumn Festival here is also a traditional festival.

Every day, the two moons in the sky are the closest.

From the perspective, the two moons are almost next to each other.

It looks like a young couple, close together.

The Mid-Autumn Festival on Earth is a day for family reunion.

The Mid Autumn in this world is equivalent to Valentine's Day.

Every evening on this day, thousands of lovers meet, every inn is full, and hundreds of millions of tadpoles become fine.

At this time on the street, by the small bridge, in the woods, on the roof.

The little lovers leaned on each other, admired the bright moon in the sky and leaned against each other, and told their love.

I feel like there is only one sentence here: the rainy season is here...

Wen Zilong didn't feel much about it, and after planning to part with Shu Zihua, he went back to sleep.

But at this moment, a wild dragon appeared at the street corner, blocking Wen Zilong's path.

This person's momentum broke out completely, and he was not affected by the phrase "the rainy season is here" at all.

Obviously, it is a Tier 5 wild dragon.

He stared at Wen Zilong and said coldly:

"Are you Wen Zilong?"

Wen Zilong glanced at him, too lazy to bother.

The dragon's eyes were colder: "Is that Yulinling you beat?"