"What... what's going on?" The fourth prince, Alexander, froze in place, motionless as if he had been cursed by the Gorgon's petrification.
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
No, we can't just stand still! Failure is the mother of success, and all great achievers will encounter setbacks before victory. It must be just an accident, just an accident. As the fourth prince of the Sluo Empire and the future grand duke, how could he just admit defeat like this!
Tina was very disappointed and looked at Alexander, who was white-faced and fled from the flower shop like flying. She really thought she had met a poet from the ancient language and magic generation.
"Pearls shine from your little mouth; and the most beautiful gems are hidden in your breasts..."
He clearly followed the method written in the book, and the love poems he used were carefully selected, and they were absolutely 120% romantic. But why did it fail again
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
Alexander's expression was melancholy and deep. He fell in love, fell deeply in love, and couldn't help himself. This was proof that he was inextricably cursed and hated by God. As long as he saw the melancholy beauty with beautiful and majestic breasts, he could not ignore it.
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady, your appearance is like the stars in the sky, shining on the ordinary me. Let me give you the poem I wrote."
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
"Girl with boundless happiness, you are so beautiful and innocent. I am willing to give my life just for you."
"Girl with boundless happiness, you are so beautiful and innocent. I am willing to give my life just for you."
Strange, very strange, what went wrong? This city is so strange!
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
He wanted to stretch out his hands to save this beautiful person so that she would no longer be depressed or sad. Ah, this is love.
"No, no, I'm not Heinrich Heine either... I... I..." Alexander was sweating profusely after being exposed.
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
The next target is the blue-haired beauty who is selecting flowers in the flower shop. Her chest combat power value should exceed 8,000. Well, it’s her!
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
For wasting her time and mood, she had to punish him on behalf of the moon and the sea.
No, we can't just stand still! Failure is the mother of success, and all great achievers will encounter setbacks before victory. It must be just an accident, just an accident. As the fourth prince of the Sluo Empire and the future grand duke, how could he just admit defeat like this!
He wanted to stretch out his hands to save this beautiful person so that she would no longer be depressed or sad. Ah, this is love.
"This, this, was wrong, I was confused for a moment. It's not my fault, it's because you are too beautiful. I will give you my real poem now." Alexander, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead He quickly changed the topic and found an older love poem. This is a love poem that even he doesn't know the author of, one of his hidden super-kills.
He wanted to stretch out his hands to save this beautiful person so that she would no longer be depressed or sad. Ah, this is love.
He wants to fight, fight! Fight until the end! Just like the legendary hero, he is indomitable! The Red Rose Duel is the supreme duel that tests the will, belief and spirit of both parties. Only with this, he will never lose to anyone!
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
"No, no, I'm not Heinrich Heine either... I... I..." Alexander was sweating profusely after being exposed.
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
He wanted to stretch out his hands to save this beautiful person so that she would no longer be depressed or sad. Ah, this is love.
The flowing blue hair that is the same color as the sea, the clear agate-colored eyes, the extremely small nose, the beautiful skin that is as white as a shell and slightly pink, especially the breasts. Although they are not at the level of ten thousand warriors, they are still Definitely more than 8,000.
Strange, very strange, what went wrong? This city is so strange!
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
"This is not the strange sorrow of the past. Although it invaded my heart back then, the taste is sweeter than honey... I hope you can let the roses make me happy, let the stars make my poems exciting, and let the nightingales sing. Delights my heart.”
The next target is the blue-haired beauty who is selecting flowers in the flower shop. Her chest combat power value should exceed 8,000. Well, it’s her!
"What... what's going on?" The fourth prince, Alexander, froze in place, motionless as if he had been cursed by the Gorgon's petrification.
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
The next target is the blue-haired beauty who is selecting flowers in the flower shop. Her chest combat power value should exceed 8,000. Well, it’s her!
Judging from the agate headdress she is wearing and the blue harp she is holding in her hand, she must be a woman who is proficient in music and art. According to the strategy in the book, this type of person should be the easiest to be moved by passionate poetry and romantic atmosphere.
The flowing blue hair that is the same color as the sea, the clear agate-colored eyes, the extremely small nose, the beautiful skin that is as white as a shell and slightly pink, especially the breasts. Although they are not at the level of ten thousand warriors, they are still Definitely more than 8,000.
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
Judging from the agate headdress she is wearing and the blue harp she is holding in her hand, she must be a woman who is proficient in music and art. According to the strategy in the book, this type of person should be the easiest to be moved by passionate poetry and romantic atmosphere.
The flowing blue hair that is the same color as the sea, the clear agate-colored eyes, the extremely small nose, the beautiful skin that is as white as a shell and slightly pink, especially the breasts. Although they are not at the level of ten thousand warriors, they are still Definitely more than 8,000.
"Wow!" With a miserable cry, he hit the wall hard. Moreover, it is done face first, and his spirit of disregarding death is comparable to that of any legendary hero.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
Judging from the agate headdress she is wearing and the blue harp she is holding in her hand, she must be a woman who is proficient in music and art. According to the strategy in the book, this type of person should be the easiest to be moved by passionate poetry and romantic atmosphere.
"Girl with boundless happiness, you are so beautiful and innocent. I am willing to give my life just for you."
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
The next target is the blue-haired beauty who is selecting flowers in the flower shop. Her chest combat power value should exceed 8,000. Well, it’s her!
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
The flowing blue hair that is the same color as the sea, the clear agate-colored eyes, the extremely small nose, the beautiful skin that is as white as a shell and slightly pink, especially the breasts. Although they are not at the level of ten thousand warriors, they are still Definitely more than 8,000.
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
Tina was very disappointed and looked at Alexander, who was white-faced and fled from the flower shop like flying. She really thought she had met a poet from the ancient language and magic generation.
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
"This is not the strange sorrow of the past. Although it invaded my heart back then, the taste is sweeter than honey... I hope you can let the roses make me happy, let the stars make my poems exciting, and let the nightingales sing. Delights my heart.”
Alexander's expression was melancholy and deep. He fell in love, fell deeply in love, and couldn't help himself. This was proof that he was inextricably cursed and hated by God. As long as he saw the melancholy beauty with beautiful and majestic breasts, he could not ignore it.
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
"No, no, I'm not Heinrich Heine either... I... I..." Alexander was sweating profusely after being exposed.
The flowing blue hair that is the same color as the sea, the clear agate-colored eyes, the extremely small nose, the beautiful skin that is as white as a shell and slightly pink, especially the breasts. Although they are not at the level of ten thousand warriors, they are still Definitely more than 8,000.
OK, here we go! Alexander, who had regained his confidence, tightly held the bright red rose in his hand and strutted towards the blue-haired woman who was picking flowers with a hint of melancholy on her face.
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
"What... what's going on?" The fourth prince, Alexander, froze in place, motionless as if he had been cursed by the Gorgon's petrification.
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
"This, this, was wrong, I was confused for a moment. It's not my fault, it's because you are too beautiful. I will give you my real poem now." Alexander, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead He quickly changed the topic and found an older love poem. This is a love poem that even he doesn't know the author of, one of his hidden super-kills.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady, your appearance is like the stars in the sky, shining on the ordinary me. Let me give you the poem I wrote."
"This poem... seems to be a poem written by Jimenez, a poet in the ancient human language and magic age, for the person he likes? Are you Jimenez? Have you ever changed your profession to a lich?" He occasionally relaxes and walks around the city. Tina looked at Alexander who had entered the petrified state again with curious eyes.
"Pearls shine from your little mouth; and the most beautiful gems are hidden in your breasts..."
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
"Girl with boundless happiness, you are so beautiful and innocent. I am willing to give my life just for you."
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
"This is not the strange sorrow of the past. Although it invaded my heart back then, the taste is sweeter than honey... I hope you can let the roses make me happy, let the stars make my poems exciting, and let the nightingales sing. Delights my heart.”
No, we can't just stand still! Failure is the mother of success, and all great achievers will encounter setbacks before victory. It must be just an accident, just an accident. As the fourth prince of the Sluo Empire and the future grand duke, how could he just admit defeat like this!
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady, your appearance is like the stars in the sky, shining on the ordinary me. Let me give you the poem I wrote."
No, we can't just stand still! Failure is the mother of success, and all great achievers will encounter setbacks before victory. It must be just an accident, just an accident. As the fourth prince of the Sluo Empire and the future grand duke, how could he just admit defeat like this!
He wanted to stretch out his hands to save this beautiful person so that she would no longer be depressed or sad. Ah, this is love.
Alexander's expression was melancholy and deep. He fell in love, fell deeply in love, and couldn't help himself. This was proof that he was inextricably cursed and hated by God. As long as he saw the melancholy beauty with beautiful and majestic breasts, he could not ignore it.
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
Tina was very disappointed and looked at Alexander, who was white-faced and fled from the flower shop like flying. She really thought she had met a poet from the ancient language and magic generation.
OK, here we go! Alexander, who had regained his confidence, tightly held the bright red rose in his hand and strutted towards the blue-haired woman who was picking flowers with a hint of melancholy on her face.
No, we can't just stand still! Failure is the mother of success, and all great achievers will encounter setbacks before victory. It must be just an accident, just an accident. As the fourth prince of the Sluo Empire and the future grand duke, how could he just admit defeat like this!
"Pearls shine from your little mouth; and the most beautiful gems are hidden in your breasts..."
Tina was very disappointed and looked at Alexander, who was white-faced and fled from the flower shop like flying. She really thought she had met a poet from the ancient language and magic generation.
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
He wanted to stretch out his hands to save this beautiful person so that she would no longer be depressed or sad. Ah, this is love.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
Judging from the agate headdress she is wearing and the blue harp she is holding in her hand, she must be a woman who is proficient in music and art. According to the strategy in the book, this type of person should be the easiest to be moved by passionate poetry and romantic atmosphere.
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
OK, here we go! Alexander, who had regained his confidence, tightly held the bright red rose in his hand and strutted towards the blue-haired woman who was picking flowers with a hint of melancholy on her face.
"This poem... seems to be a poem written by Jimenez, a poet in the ancient human language and magic age, for the person he likes? Are you Jimenez? Have you ever changed your profession to a lich?" He occasionally relaxes and walks around the city. Tina looked at Alexander who had entered the petrified state again with curious eyes.
"Wow!" With a miserable cry, he hit the wall hard. Moreover, it is done face first, and his spirit of disregarding death is comparable to that of any legendary hero.
"This, this, was wrong, I was confused for a moment. It's not my fault, it's because you are too beautiful. I will give you my real poem now." Alexander, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead He quickly changed the topic and found an older love poem. This is a love poem that even he doesn't know the author of, one of his hidden super-kills.
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady, your appearance is like the stars in the sky, shining on the ordinary me. Let me give you the poem I wrote."
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
In the ocean, things like pearls that are thrown on the ground and no one wants them are surprisingly easy to exchange for money from humans, so this kind of collecting activity is basically risk-free. The mermaid clan will never forget the lost poetry that humans have forgotten due to history and war.
The next target is the blue-haired beauty who is selecting flowers in the flower shop. Her chest combat power value should exceed 8,000. Well, it’s her!
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
In the ocean, things like pearls that are thrown on the ground and no one wants them are surprisingly easy to exchange for money from humans, so this kind of collecting activity is basically risk-free. The mermaid clan will never forget the lost poetry that humans have forgotten due to history and war.
OK, here we go! Alexander, who had regained his confidence, tightly held the bright red rose in his hand and strutted towards the blue-haired woman who was picking flowers with a hint of melancholy on her face.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
However, the next moment, his face turned completely blue. Because he couldn't stop! Not far in front of him was a white wall.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
"This, this, was wrong, I was confused for a moment. It's not my fault, it's because you are too beautiful. I will give you my real poem now." Alexander, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead He quickly changed the topic and found an older love poem. This is a love poem that even he doesn't know the author of, one of his hidden super-kills.
"No, no, I'm not Heinrich Heine either... I... I..." Alexander was sweating profusely after being exposed.
"This, this, was wrong, I was confused for a moment. It's not my fault, it's because you are too beautiful. I will give you my real poem now." Alexander, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead He quickly changed the topic and found an older love poem. This is a love poem that even he doesn't know the author of, one of his hidden super-kills.
Judging from the agate headdress she is wearing and the blue harp she is holding in her hand, she must be a woman who is proficient in music and art. According to the strategy in the book, this type of person should be the easiest to be moved by passionate poetry and romantic atmosphere.
"This is not the strange sorrow of the past. Although it invaded my heart back then, the taste is sweeter than honey... I hope you can let the roses make me happy, let the stars make my poems exciting, and let the nightingales sing. Delights my heart.”
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
"Girl with boundless happiness, you are so beautiful and innocent. I am willing to give my life just for you."
"Wow!" With a miserable cry, he hit the wall hard. Moreover, it is done face first, and his spirit of disregarding death is comparable to that of any legendary hero.
For wasting her time and mood, she had to punish him on behalf of the moon and the sea.
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
"This, this, was wrong, I was confused for a moment. It's not my fault, it's because you are too beautiful. I will give you my real poem now." Alexander, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead He quickly changed the topic and found an older love poem. This is a love poem that even he doesn't know the author of, one of his hidden super-kills.
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
"What... what's going on?" The fourth prince, Alexander, froze in place, motionless as if he had been cursed by the Gorgon's petrification.
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
"This poem... seems to be a poem written by Jimenez, a poet in the ancient human language and magic age, for the person he likes? Are you Jimenez? Have you ever changed your profession to a lich?" He occasionally relaxes and walks around the city. Tina looked at Alexander who had entered the petrified state again with curious eyes.
"Pearls shine from your little mouth; and the most beautiful gems are hidden in your breasts..."
"Pearls shine from your little mouth; and the most beautiful gems are hidden in your breasts..."
The target selected this time is obviously not that high in difficulty. No matter how you look at it, she is just a maid from an ordinary noble family. Even though a prince like him tried his best tricks, she was still indifferent.
"What... what's going on?" The fourth prince, Alexander, froze in place, motionless as if he had been cursed by the Gorgon's petrification.
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
However, the next moment, his face turned completely blue. Because he couldn't stop! Not far in front of him was a white wall.
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
"What... what's going on?" The fourth prince, Alexander, froze in place, motionless as if he had been cursed by the Gorgon's petrification.
In the ocean, things like pearls that are thrown on the ground and no one wants them are surprisingly easy to exchange for money from humans, so this kind of collecting activity is basically risk-free. The mermaid clan will never forget the lost poetry that humans have forgotten due to history and war.
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
"No, no, I'm not Heinrich Heine either... I... I..." Alexander was sweating profusely after being exposed.
"No, no, I'm not Heinrich Heine either... I... I..." Alexander was sweating profusely after being exposed.
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
For wasting her time and mood, she had to punish him on behalf of the moon and the sea.
The flowing blue hair that is the same color as the sea, the clear agate-colored eyes, the extremely small nose, the beautiful skin that is as white as a shell and slightly pink, especially the breasts. Although they are not at the level of ten thousand warriors, they are still Definitely more than 8,000.
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
Strange, very strange, what went wrong? This city is so strange!
In the ocean, things like pearls that are thrown on the ground and no one wants them are surprisingly easy to exchange for money from humans, so this kind of collecting activity is basically risk-free. The mermaid clan will never forget the lost poetry that humans have forgotten due to history and war.
Even he himself did not know who the author of the second poem was. But the girl in front of me actually knew that this was simply unrealistic!
"So you are not Jimenez, but Heinrich Heine? A romantic poet in the early period of ancient language magic. I have read your Lorelei, and I remember that you did have sex with a girl from our tribe. Intercourse..." Tina was deeply impressed by this poet. There are very few poets who have dated girls from the mermaid tribe. The girl mentioned in this poem is an envoy of the mermaid tribe.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
"The rose exudes the most refreshing fragrance, and the purest light of the stars keeps flickering. The nightingale sings the beautiful night with its deepest cry. The fragrance hurts my body, and the cold stars in the sky make my forehead The nightingale's clear praise brought tears to my eyes for the many fates."
He wants to fight, fight! Fight until the end! Just like the legendary hero, he is indomitable! The Red Rose Duel is the supreme duel that tests the will, belief and spirit of both parties. Only with this, he will never lose to anyone!
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady, your appearance is like the stars in the sky, shining on the ordinary me. Let me give you the poem I wrote."
"Wow!" With a miserable cry, he hit the wall hard. Moreover, it is done face first, and his spirit of disregarding death is comparable to that of any legendary hero.
He wants to fight, fight! Fight until the end! Just like the legendary hero, he is indomitable! The Red Rose Duel is the supreme duel that tests the will, belief and spirit of both parties. Only with this, he will never lose to anyone!
Tina was very disappointed and looked at Alexander, who was white-faced and fled from the flower shop like flying. She really thought she had met a poet from the ancient language and magic generation.
Alexander's expression was melancholy and deep. He fell in love, fell deeply in love, and couldn't help himself. This was proof that he was inextricably cursed and hated by God. As long as he saw the melancholy beauty with beautiful and majestic breasts, he could not ignore it.
For wasting her time and mood, she had to punish him on behalf of the moon and the sea.
"This is not the strange sorrow of the past. Although it invaded my heart back then, the taste is sweeter than honey... I hope you can let the roses make me happy, let the stars make my poems exciting, and let the nightingales sing. Delights my heart.”
The next target is the blue-haired beauty who is selecting flowers in the flower shop. Her chest combat power value should exceed 8,000. Well, it’s her!
For wasting her time and mood, she had to punish him on behalf of the moon and the sea.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
Strange, very strange, what went wrong? This city is so strange!
"This is not the strange sorrow of the past. Although it invaded my heart back then, the taste is sweeter than honey... I hope you can let the roses make me happy, let the stars make my poems exciting, and let the nightingales sing. Delights my heart.”
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
"Girl with boundless happiness, you are so beautiful and innocent. I am willing to give my life just for you."
"No, no, I'm not Heinrich Heine either... I... I..." Alexander was sweating profusely after being exposed.
"What... what's going on?" The fourth prince, Alexander, froze in place, motionless as if he had been cursed by the Gorgon's petrification.
Strange, very strange, what went wrong? This city is so strange!
The strings of Blue Dream moved slightly, and a string of soft notes caught up with Alexander, who had already dodged far away, and then disappeared from him.
However, the next moment, his face turned completely blue. Because he couldn't stop! Not far in front of him was a white wall.
In the ocean, things like pearls that are thrown on the ground and no one wants them are surprisingly easy to exchange for money from humans, so this kind of collecting activity is basically risk-free. The mermaid clan will never forget the lost poetry that humans have forgotten due to history and war.
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
The next target is the blue-haired beauty who is selecting flowers in the flower shop. Her chest combat power value should exceed 8,000. Well, it’s her!
No, we can't just stand still! Failure is the mother of success, and all great achievers will encounter setbacks before victory. It must be just an accident, just an accident. As the fourth prince of the Sluo Empire and the future grand duke, how could he just admit defeat like this!
"This poem... seems to be a poem written by Jimenez, a poet in the ancient human language and magic age, for the person he likes? Are you Jimenez? Have you ever changed your profession to a lich?" He occasionally relaxes and walks around the city. Tina looked at Alexander who had entered the petrified state again with curious eyes.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."
"Oh oh oh oh! So fast, so fast, so fast!" Alexander suddenly found that he had accelerated and his running speed was at least three times faster than before.
"Pearls shine from your little mouth; and the most beautiful gems are hidden in your breasts..."
For wasting her time and mood, she had to punish him on behalf of the moon and the sea.
However, the next moment, his face turned completely blue. Because he couldn't stop! Not far in front of him was a white wall.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
He wants to fight, fight! Fight until the end! Just like the legendary hero, he is indomitable! The Red Rose Duel is the supreme duel that tests the will, belief and spirit of both parties. Only with this, he will never lose to anyone!
"Good afternoon, beautiful lady, your appearance is like the stars in the sky, shining on the ordinary me. Let me give you the poem I wrote."
"Girl with boundless happiness, you are so beautiful and innocent. I am willing to give my life just for you."
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
The flowing blue hair that is the same color as the sea, the clear agate-colored eyes, the extremely small nose, the beautiful skin that is as white as a shell and slightly pink, especially the breasts. Although they are not at the level of ten thousand warriors, they are still Definitely more than 8,000.
However, the next moment, his face turned completely blue. Because he couldn't stop! Not far in front of him was a white wall.
Since the mermaid clan and humans live in completely different environments, there is basically no need for trade. However, the mermaid tribe is a race that loves poetry and art, so every once in a while, tribesmen who can transform into legs quietly go to the mainland to collect poems and artworks.
"This, this, was wrong, I was confused for a moment. It's not my fault, it's because you are too beautiful. I will give you my real poem now." Alexander, who was already sweating profusely on his forehead He quickly changed the topic and found an older love poem. This is a love poem that even he doesn't know the author of, one of his hidden super-kills.
"This is not the strange sorrow of the past. Although it invaded my heart back then, the taste is sweeter than honey... I hope you can let the roses make me happy, let the stars make my poems exciting, and let the nightingales sing. Delights my heart.”
The power of the wind was holding him up, allowing him to gallop and gallop across the earth like a handsome horse.
Alexander's expression was melancholy and deep. He fell in love, fell deeply in love, and couldn't help himself. This was proof that he was inextricably cursed and hated by God. As long as he saw the melancholy beauty with beautiful and majestic breasts, he could not ignore it.
No, we can't just stand still! Failure is the mother of success, and all great achievers will encounter setbacks before victory. It must be just an accident, just an accident. As the fourth prince of the Sluo Empire and the future grand duke, how could he just admit defeat like this!
He wanted to stretch out his hands to save this beautiful person so that she would no longer be depressed or sad. Ah, this is love.
"Wow!" With a miserable cry, he hit the wall hard. Moreover, it is done face first, and his spirit of disregarding death is comparable to that of any legendary hero.
How could such an extremely unlikely event happen? The woman he met by chance in a roadside flower shop was actually more proficient in ancient Chinese magic poetry than he was.
If you take a closer look, you will see that she is really beautiful and has a charming temperament, no less than the one who just rejected her confession.
"Your sweet eyes sparkle like the moon; your rosy face reveals the red light of the rose."