"One hundred breaths are almost here, three of you hurry up and finish your writing."

Xia Zimo shouted proudly, seeing Xu Yi, her eyes turned pale and widened. Just now, she was really scared. She was not worried about paying 200,000 yuan, but she was afraid that her dream of heroism would be shattered.

"At such a super good poem, Li can only stand up and let me ask you two."

Li Shura's white clothes were lightly shaking, rushing towards Jiang Nanxun, and Liu Jiu changed his fists to clasp his fists.

Jiang Nanxun and Liu Jiubian are not fools. Honghua is currently in the present and does not have the ability to surpass her. She can barely write it and not say it. She has to make a joke and abstain from it.

The second young master Zhu and Xiao Fuchen looked at each other again, all of whom saw the shock in the other person's eyes, and even heard the ten thousand mysterious four-hoofed animals in the other person's heart, and stepped by.

It was only when Master Zhu, the second Master Zhu came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and read the second question: "Tianya!"

Before the three of them could move, Xu Yi waved his left palm and thrust it, and Mr. Zhu and the other two sat on the ground. Jiang Nanxun and the other two were also shocked. Xia Zimo's cheering voice was about to break through the sky, and the funny duck was dancing all over the venue. With the previous poem as the foundation, everyone's expectations for Xu Yi were invisibly high.

The wolf's hair settled on the white paper, Xia Zimo was about to make a sound, the duck's time was already coming, shouting, "Don't think, don't think, let me give birth to a shocking article, haha..." Flying into the air, blocking Xia Zimo's sight, haha, "Without the old tree, crow, small bridge and flowing water, ancient road, west wind and thin horse, sunset, heartbroken people are at the end of the world, ah ah ah... I made a grass, as soon as this remark came out, there are still rhetoric in the world, wuwu... Genius, a real genius. A genius who is even more genius than this young master has finally been born, haha... "

The ducks were flying all over the sky, hissing and howling. The scene was extremely quiet.

Although the duck is annoying, there is a saying that goes to everyone's hearts. That is "Is there any rhetoric in this poem in the world?" If the poem before is extremely prosperous, with rhythm, literary talent, and incomparable, then this poem combines rhythm, literary talent, artistic conception to the extreme.

This is not a poem, it is clearly a painting. With the most refined and simple words, it outlines a picture of ink and water with a distant artistic conception, and the rich autumn thoughts of the world almost pour into everyone's hearts at the same time.

As he thumped, Xiao Fu also fell. The expected victory and the cruel reality formed a strong contrast. The impact made his mind almost explode.

"The magic pen, your talent in the Heavenly Mansion, Li admires it."

Li Shura clasped his fists and said.

Jiang Nanxun and Liu Jiubian both had gloomy faces and were about to drip out of water.

Both of them had some desires for this poetry meeting. Liu Jiubian was eager to expand his fame and add reputation to the upcoming scientific examination at this high-level poetry meeting.

Jiang Nanxunzhi was not in the scientific examination, but he highly valued his reputation, especially his literary name. The eight major families gave birth to four great masters, and the martial arts path was a path. Jiang Nanxun believed that he was not inferior to anyone. If his literary name was Dazhi, it would undoubtedly help him to win the lead among the four great masters.

Unexpectedly, when the stage was set up, they both became decorations and the background set off the boy in black clothes.

"Xu won two games by chance. It's better not to compete in the third game. I wonder if Mr. Zhu agrees!"

Xu Yi looked at the second young master Zhu who was lost and said with a smile.

"No, absolutely not. I agreed to have three games, but it's better to have only two games. I will continue the game. I must listen to good poems and lyrics."

The funny duck flew into Xu Yi's short wings and howled at the top of his lungs.

Everyone woke up from a dream, and they all said it, just as the duck said, all of them had to finish three games.

It is hard to find good poetry. There are many people who love poetry in the audience. When they meet a stunning talent, who would think that there are too many good poetry?

The second young master Zhu had no choice but to open the third note, and was angry but weak, "ask for love."

Xia Zimo opened her mouth wide in shock. She never expected that the third note was actually the title she wrote herself.

Xu Yi pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at Xia Zimo, but saw Xia Zimo looking at him, his heart touched, and wrote with his breath, "What is love in the world, and it is a life and death pledge? The two flying guests in the north and the north, and the old wings have several cold and heat. Joy and the pain of parting, and there are even more foolish children. You should have words, thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains and snow, and only shadows go to? Cross Fen Road, lonely, flutes and drums, and the deserted smoke are still flat. Why do you sigh at Chu? The ghosts in the mountains cry in the dark wind and rain. The sky is also jealous, and the orioles and swallows are all yellow earth. For the past, for the ages, I will be able to stay for the poet, sing and drinking wildly, visiting the geese hills."

As soon as this poem came out, the whole room was frozen, and everyone stared at Xu Yi, as if staring at a demon.

I don’t know how many people want to open their heads and see what they are inside. Such wealth thinking is that even the poet Xie Ruoyan and poetic heart Gu Yunzhen can only retreat and bow down and surrender.

"Ask the world, what is love? It is a matter of life and death."

Xia Zimo recited this sentence silently, and his heart was filled with tenderness. Suddenly, when he thought of separation, he was about to see each other again, and he had no hope of seeing each other again, and sadness came from it, and tears flowed.

"Monster, monster, you must be a monster... Terrible, terrible, so scary, so scary, so scary, how could someone be smarter than Nao? How could it be? How could it be..."

The duck stared at Xu Yi, flapping its gorgeous wings in front of him, making noises, but Xu Yi grabbed it in his hand, "Stop noise, otherwise you will be stewed."

"Let go of time! This is my thing!"

Xiao Fuchen jumped up.

"Who is the thing, who is the thing, the turtle named Xiao, go to your uncle's."

The duck croaks and squirts wildly.

Xiao Fuchen lifted out a ring and was about to hit him, but Xu Yi snatched him, "What's the point of bullying beasts!"

The duck was furious, "Who is a beast? She is wearing black clothes? I think you wrote a few bad poems, and I dare not..."

At this point, Xu Yi pinched his neck and the whole world suddenly became clear.

"My last name is Xu, what the hell do you mean! You can't do it here!"

Xiao Fu Chen was furious and glared at Li Xiuluo and said, "Brother Shura, have you seen this person insulting me so much?"

Xia Zimo finally jumped onto the field, "Don't change the topic, and Zhu Laoer, don't shrink back. You two won't forget the previous bet, take 200,000 gold quickly. All the heroes in the field are witnesses. As you two, you shouldn't break your promise."

Xiao Fu Chong, Zhu Er Gongzi was hit and almost collapsed. Xia Zimo made up for this heavy blow, and both of them wanted to die.

Two hundred thousand golds and astronomical figures are all supported by the family. Apart from the cost of cultivation, they only cost thousands of gold every year. Although they are glamorous, they are empty inside.
Chapter completed!