Rebirth of Valkyrie

Chapter 287
"What are you going to do?"

Nan Tian shouted loudly!
Without directly overthrowing the captain of the guard, breaking through the prison is enough to give the big insect tribe enough face.

The captain of the guard blew on the soldering iron: "There is a prison character on the soldering iron! I want to engrave him on your head!"

"In this way, if you sneak into our book city again, it will be convenient for us to find you!"

The captain of the guard smiled coldly, with a cruel smile on his face.

"court death!"

Nan Tian roared angrily and immediately summoned the Meteor Mecha!

As soon as the Meteor Mecha came out, Nan Tian tore apart the seemingly solid cage with his bare hands.

"What are you doing! Let me tell you, this is the dungeon of our book city! Outside the dungeon, I can summon thousands of guards at any time!"

"If you are stubborn, I don't mind killing you."

The captain of the guard threatened Nantian.

"To kill me?"

Nan Tian laughed.

Until now, the captain of the guard has underestimated Nan Tian too much!
Even if the top ten sages of the Great Insect Tribe come out together, they may not be able to suppress Nan Tian!

What's more, Nan Tian still has many hole cards that he has not used!
With a bang, the gate of the dungeon was kicked open.

A group of imposing figures came striding forward.

The seven standing members of the Poetry Committee are all out!

Seven sages with high status appeared in the dirty and damp dungeon.

The rank of the captain of the guard is too low to recognize the seven committee members.

Accompanying the seven commissioners, however, were a series of high-ranking tribal officials.

Among them, there is the immediate boss of the captain of the guard—the chief of the Shucheng security department.

"Director!"

The head of the guard ran up to the chief of security, a bald man, and said obsequiously.

"You bastard! I'll kill you ten times to relieve my hatred!"

The bald man yelled!
"Director, what's wrong with me? What did I do wrong?"

The captain of the guard looked bewildered.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The police chief slapped the bald man twice across the face.

"Make a mistake? Ho! You have made a terrible mistake! Now, you are about to be executed!"

The chief of security roared!
"Do you know who these big men are?"

"They are the seven standing members of the Poetry Committee, that is, seven of the ten sages of our Great Insect Tribe!"

said the Chief of Police.

"Committee? Sage?"

The captain of the guard was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat and fell to his knees with a thud.

The captain of the guard kept kowtowing.

Big people kill small people, never need a reason.

What's more, in the eyes of the seven high-ranking committee members, the captain of the guard is not even considered a small person, at most he can be regarded as a slightly fat ant!

"Bold, you know, why are we all here today?"

A sage said coldly.

The captain of the guard shook his head: "My lord, my subordinates don't know!"

"Because the five-star poetry appeared!"

The words of the sage are amazing!
"What, five-star poetry?"

The captain of the guard was so scared that his face turned ashen, and he was extremely surprised!

In the ancient classics, four-and-a-half-star poems are already the highest achievement of the Great Insect Tribe!
Now, the old poet king has been dead for so many years, and the four-star poems have not been born for a long time!
Now, a five-star poem is born!

what does this mean?
The head of the guard set off a stormy sea!

"But what does this have to do with me?"

The captain of the guard couldn't help feeling suspicious.

However, out of awe of the sage.

The captain of the guard didn't ask a question.

"Hehe, let me tell you again! The creator of the five-star poems is the adult you imprisoned!"

The sage spoke slowly.

"He created it? Is that the song "Quiet Night Thoughts"?"

The captain of the guard opened his eyes with disbelief on his face.

The captain of the guard never expected that the Poetry Organizing Committee would rate Nan Tian's poetry so highly.

At that time, the Seven Standing Committee members voted unanimously, unanimously passed, and the five-star rating!
"Quiet Night Thoughts" is well deserved.

We're going to kill you all.

"You humble little official, why don't you immediately apologize to your lord!"

"Saint! Please accept our worship!"

Under the leadership of the Great Sage.

The seven sages faced Nantian together.

Nan Tian waved his hand: "Get up! I just wrote a little poem at random!"

"You don't have to do such a big gift!"

Nan Tian chuckled.

There is a chronological chaotic gap between the ancient martial arts era and the mecha era.

Many great figures in the ancient martial arts era were not handed down forever in the mecha era.

Moreover, this is an unknown blue sea area.

It is unknown whether he has experienced the ancient martial arts era.

Nan Tian has the foundation to recite the poems of the predecessors and sages of the ancient martial arts era at will.

Anyway, no one can find out!

With the support of the seniors, Nan Tian is here, a poet, a poet!

"If you write casually, it's a five-star poem?"

The great sage and the other sages looked at each other in amazement.

At the same time, I am even more respectful to Nan Tian!
Although they are called sages, they can only write three-and-a-half-star poems, which is far from four-star!
Nan Tian is already far ahead of them!
"Saint, we are late! You have been wronged so much! We deserve to die!"

"We dare to ask the saint to stay in the Big Chong tribe for a long time, give lectures, and spread knowledge! The lifetime honorary president of our Poetry Committee of the Big Chong tribe is yours exclusively!"

The great sage cupped his hands.

As he spoke, the chief of security, the great sage, gave him a wink.

The chief of security understood and kept silent. He took down the chief of the guard and detained him.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "click", and the head of the head of the guard was separated!
"Honorary Lifetime President?"

Nan Tian tapped his fingers and smiled slightly: "I'm not interested in this!"

Nan Tian's first pursuit in this life is martial arts!
Nan Tian wouldn't be the lifelong honorary poetry president!

"Report!"

"The chief envoy is here!"

There was a loud call from outside the door.

A man in a golden coat walked quickly.

After seeing Nan Tian clearly, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"Saint! The chief wants to meet you, and promises to treat you with national gifts, and is going to let you be a great national teacher! On an equal footing with the chief! Even, in some respects, he is higher than the chief!"

Specially handed Nan Tian a scroll wrapped in gold silk.

Nan Tian didn't pick him up at all.

Nan Tian waved his hand: "Take it back!"

"What kind of president of yours, national ceremony, great national teacher! I'm not interested in any of them!"

Nan Tian said lightly.

"I just want to visit your books"

The word "house" in Nantian has not been finished yet.

A man with several knives ran over recklessly.

"Hmph, don't think that writing poems is a big deal! I want to see, what skills do you have?"

A man like an iron tower walked towards Nantian step by step.

This is Manshan Feihong who came to the Big Insect Tribe to intercede this time!

"Come on, take my blow!"

Manshan Feihong roared!
(End of this chapter)