The Strongest Hero: The Demon King is the Challenger? !

And surrounded by many dancers, a white lotus slowly bloomed in the center of the stage.

In the silent atmosphere of everyone, a figure like a fairy slowly appeared.

Her flawless face is charming to everyone. The veil on her body flutters as she dances gracefully, and the light behind her outlines her graceful figure.

There was a sudden burst of exclamations, so loud that Lin Mo could not hear the music.

"What are you arguing about? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman before? I want to take a good look at her in tune with the music."

Lin Mo was fine, the woman was indeed extremely beautiful.

But Lin Mo has seen many beautiful women, each of them has her own beauty, and none of them is less beautiful than Ji Yueyue.

Li Qianxia was stunned. She thought Lin Mo would be fascinated by it. After all, he was so lustful.

But looking at Lin Mo's expression, he just said a few compliments and then continued to drink and tease those girls.

"Mr. Li, are you not interested in Ji Hua Kui?"

A younger sister beside him couldn't help but ask in confusion when she saw Lin Mo was so curious.

"Why, she has more hands than you? But she can't be pinched as comfortably as you little cuties!"

Lin Mo chuckled.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Li~"

The younger sisters pinched the girls even more vigorously, and one of them even said that she was no worse than Ji Huakui.

When the dance ended, thunderous cheers broke out from the audience.

"Everyone, welcome to this poetry reading. Yueyue would like to thank you all here."

The woman walked to the center of the stage and bowed.

With just this one action, many men have been knocked unconscious.

"If you think about it, you will know that I don't like anything else but poetry, singing and dancing. This poetry conference is also held to satisfy my own selfish desires. If there is anything that satisfies Yueyue, Yueyue doesn't mind having a long conversation with that question mark all night long."

Ji Yueyue said with a rosy smile on her face.

This sentence doesn't matter. Those literati and poets have already held up their works just to let Ji Yueyue take a look.

What if!

If my poem happens to suit Ji Yueyue's taste, wouldn't it be possible for me to spend a good night with the most beautiful woman in the Northern Territory? ! !

At this time, Lin Mo had asked his sisters to stop massaging, as their bones would become soft if they continued to press.

He asked his sisters to leave the room and left only one sister whom he thought was nice. He then rested his head on her thighs and asked her to feed him.

"This Ji Yueyue has a great influence. Just because she wanted to write a poem, she held such a huge poetry meeting."

Lin Mo felt the warmth of his sister's thighs and enjoyed the pleasure of being fed.

"The hype of the most beautiful woman in the Northern Territory has attracted a perverted scholar like you, so you men..."

Li Qianxia was sitting on the sofa at the side, looking at Lin Mo and that sister. She was actually a little envious of that sister, as she was obviously not bad either.

"What's wrong with men being lustful? It's normal. Isn't your father the same?"

",,,I was unable to refute."

Li Qianxia lowered her head speechlessly.

"Look, young lady, it should be correct."

"Um,,,"

The handsome man on the third floor frowned slightly as he looked at Ji Yueyue on the stage.

"It's so hard for me to find it, sister..."

Ji Yueyue on the stage calmed down the frantic poets and announced:

"I will set questions, select the best one from different questions, and then proceed..."

Lin Mo yawned as he listened. It seemed that it was not as interesting as he had imagined.

"It's so boring, let's go."

Lin Mo stood up and stretched his muscles.

"Hmm? You're not interested in her?"

Li Qianxia was stunned. Are they leaving now? It hasn’t even started yet.

"Is Master Li leaving?"

The younger sister looked at Lin Mo reluctantly, he was a fat sheep.

"Hehe, don't be so depressed, I will come to see you later."

Lin Mo touched his sister's chest with a sly smile, causing her to let out a soft moan.

"But it's a poetry reading. If I don't leave a poem, I'll feel like I haven't been there. Um... Xia, please write one for me."

Most of the pens in heaven are brushes, which Lin Mo cannot use, so he asks Li Qianxia to write for him.

"Well, yes."

Li Qianxia picked up the pen on the table, spread out the paper, and waited for Lin Mo to continue.

"The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.

If we hadn’t met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace.”

Lin Mo couldn't help but smile after he finished reciting the poem. This Qingping Diao by Li Shixian must be so popular that almost every protagonist in a time-travel novel must sing it.

This also shows that it is indeed a quatrain, a height that almost no one can reach.

"The clouds resemble clothes and the flowers resemble beauty... you are just a pervert, you are just looking at Ji Yueyue's appearance!"

Li Qianxia was stunned for a long time after writing, pouting her lips and obviously unhappy.

Lin Mo saw it and smiled:

"Finally, add three more words and give it to Xia."

"Really?! Ahem..."

Li Qianxia jumped up with joy when she heard it, but then she sat down again when she realized she had lost her composure. With a smile on her face, she wrote the three words "Gift to Xia" at the end.

Hehe, it turns out it was written for myself!

Lin Mo couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly when looking at Li Qianxia's expression. It was just as the beautiful master said, everything was written on her face.

After rewarding his sister and leaving the poem in the room, Lin Mo took Li Qianxia away from Chunxiangfang.

The place was already crowded with people, all craning their necks to catch a glimpse of Ji Yueyue's beautiful face. No one noticed that Lin Mo and the other had left, except the young man on the third floor.

"Huh? That guy is gone. Isn't it easy for him to see Ji Yueyue there?"

The guard also noticed it.

"What a strange man."

The young man didn't think much about it, but turned to look at Ji Yueyue on the stage.

After leaving Chun Heung Bong, the streets were still brightly lit, but not as lively as before. It seemed that everyone was heading for Chun Heung Bong.

"I'm a social phobic and really not suitable for that kind of place."

Lin Mo took a breath and squeezed out of the crowd with great effort.

He was still holding Li Qianxia's hand, otherwise he would definitely lose her.

Li Qianxia blushed, didn't say a word, and was still savoring the poem.

It was a bit inappropriate for two grown men to hold hands on the street, but fortunately there were not many people around, so Lin Mo did not let go.

"Chinatsu, Chinatsu?"

Lin Mo looked at the dazed Li Qianxia and suddenly felt playful, so he reached out to pinch Li Qianxia's face.

"Woo~, what's wrong?!"

Li Qianxia was startled and looked at Lin Mo in surprise.

"You look like a telephone pole, so I just want to tease you."

Lin Mo did not let go and continued to pinch Li Qianxia's face happily.

"Bad taste."

Li Qianxia rolled her eyes at him and shook his hand away.

"Ah, it's good to be a kid from a rich family. I've never enjoyed a life like this in my two lifetimes."

Lin Mo sighed as he looked at the bright moon in the night sky.

Li Qianxia looked at him, then looked at their hands that were still clasped together, her face slightly red but she didn't say anything. She just bravely leaned against Lin Mo and looked at the moon with him.