Villain: Get back the heroine at the beginning

When Li Bai and Zhang Tiance reacted, Gu Xinghe volunteered to say that he is very enthusiastic about everything that can control the sky.

After a few breaths, Gu Xinghe came back.

"No, that guy is still inside. I guess he is trying to pretend that he is a second grader. He thinks he is a strong man. Maybe he is thinking that the strong man is the last to appear, and then I..."

"Okay, you shut up."

Chuhe stopped Gu Xinghe from continuing.

"Oh."

Gu Xinghe shut up immediately after hearing this, he actually wanted to say that he saw Jiang Wan'er.

When he just went out, he happened to see Jiang Wan'er who was a thousand meters away.

When Chuhe went out, Jiang Waner's figure had disappeared.

At this moment, Jiang Wan'er was about to arrive at the poetry conference, and when she just came out, she also saw Gu Xinghe, and she was also taken aback for a moment.

But she didn't care too much, she knew that Gu Xinghe was from Chuhe, since Gu Xinghe came out first, then Chuhe must not be there.

After all, if you want to walk with Chuhe, then Chuhe must be at the forefront.

The poetry conference was held in a very spacious square, which can accommodate many people and has a wide field of vision.

There is a big table in the middle, with some paper, ink and other things on it. At this moment, many people have come here.

There are also some pavilions around, which are places where only people with status can go. Chuhe and several people have a very luxurious room.

Chuhe doesn't care about the layout of the room, it's useless, mainly because the viewing effect here is very good.

There are their own exclusive passages when they come, so people outside don't know who is inside the pavilion.

After sitting for a while, Chuhe saw a person appearing on the Wutai below.

Wearing a black ink-colored robe, with gray hair and a neat beard underneath, his age seems to be very old on the surface. Standing on the Wutai, the whole person seems to be integrated with the surrounding space.

Chuhe knows who this person is, and so do all the strong men in the heaven.

The current ruler of the Confucian Saint Immortal Dynasty, the Confucian Emperor.

After he appeared, there was silence below, and countless eyes were all looking at Emperor Confucianism.

"I'm very glad that you can come to my Confucian Saint Immortal Dynasty's poetry conference. I believe that you are all good poets and prose. It is a thousand miles away to meet you. I hope you can gain some insights in this poetry conference."

The poetry and prose conference, after finishing talking, is to study a person's literary background.

In the past few years, several projects have been included, including poems, pairs, articles, and even insights into life, Buddhist Zen words.

In short, everything that can be related to literature is fine.

"Now, I announce the official opening of the Poetry Conference."

After Emperor Confucian finished speaking, his figure disappeared, and then it was time for everyone present to play.

To be precise, there is no final winner in the Poetry Conference, unless there are really unique sentences.

After Confucian Emperor disappeared, the scene fell silent and became very quiet.

"what happened?"

After waiting for a few minutes, there was still no movement, so Su Muqing couldn't help asking.

"The poetry competition has no rules, and there are no restrictions on the contestants. Now we are just waiting to see who is willing to be the first to speak out."

After hearing Chuhe's explanation, Su Muqing nodded clearly. Such a meeting is really strange.

"Isn't it just like fighting in a ring? I'll talk after you finish talking, and you talk after I finish talking."

"more or less."

"Then it won't be like last night again?"

Su Muqing looked at Chuhe worriedly, of course it was a document officer, not to see those people's hypocrisy.

"Hahaha, no, it's very exciting, and you'll know in a while."

After waiting for a few more minutes, still no one went up, but there was already some commotion below.

Chuhe knows that everyone below wants to be the first to show their talents, but literati are thin-skinned.

But this thin-skinned only means that in reality, if the reality is isolated and placed in a virtual situation, the literati have the thickest skin.

"Li Bai, go up and make a show."

After waiting for a few more minutes, Chuhe also felt that it was not interesting. The people below were really interesting. They obviously wanted to die in their hearts, but they were not the first to go.

"Hahaha, that's exactly what I mean!"

After Li Bai heard Chuhe's words, he immediately said with a smile.

Afterwards, he took out the jug directly and flew out. The pavilion here is not high, and it is very easy for Li Bai to go to the martial arts stage with his body skills.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, and it runs to the sea and never returns!"

Li Bai's heroic voice resounded throughout the audience, and the people below were immediately refreshed when they heard it. They knew that the poetry conference had really started.

Drinking wine, flying across the sky from the pavilion to the Wutai, Li Bai first laughed, then looked at the audience, raised the wine gourd and took a big sip, then raised the wine gourd high.

"Life is full of joy, don't let the golden bottle face the moon!"

Li Bai's two sentences made some people below blushed with excitement.

"Good! Good!"

"These two rounds were great!"

Chuhe knew at a glance that most of the people who were applauded below were wine lovers.

"Under Master Chu's sect, help Li Bai."

Li Bai clasped his fists in salute to everyone, the overall action was heroic and majestic, anyone who saw it could feel good about it.

"Master Chu? Is that Master Chu?"

"Can there be a second Master Chu in the heavens?"

"Damn it, Li Bai, the Zhatian Gang, no wonder he is so powerful. It turns out he is under Master Chu."

"another one!"

"Yes, one more!"

Hearing the call from below, Li Bai laughed and raised the wine gourd in his hand.

"I'm going to drink, don't stop drinking, let's play a song with Junge, please listen to me!"

"Won my heart, won my heart!"

Among the surrounding pavilions, Chuhe looked at Li Bai and couldn't help smiling, it's really good.

"Brother Chu, these two poems by Li Bai are very touching."

Su Muqing sat on Chuhe's lap and put her arms around Chuhe's neck and said, she likes this kind of more heroic poetry.

"Well, it's pretty good."

Chapter 273 Jiang Wan'er Finds Chuhe

Chu He also nodded when he heard it and said, Gu Xinghe was stunned at the moment.

"The sages and sages in ancient times are all lonely, but the drinkers keep their names! Everyone, let me help Li Bai, and I will bid farewell."

After Li Bai finished speaking, he saluted the crowd again, and then took out the wine gourd and took another sip.

Stomping on the ground with both feet, the body flew into the air in an instant, and flew towards the pavilion on the side of the Chu River, leaving behind a heroic voice.

"Laugh at the sky and go out, how can I be a Penghao people!"

Li Bai's two sentences completely ignited the audience, bursting into enthusiastic and prolonged applause.

In a certain nearby pavilion, when Wu Changkong saw Li Bai, his eyes turned cold.

In fact, when Li Bai confessed to the family below, he was already angry.

When he saw Li Bai going back, his eyes turned cold. He didn't know if Chuhe had come, but it didn't matter.

At this moment, Wu Changkong regarded Li Bai as a dead person, and he regarded Chuhe as his sworn enemy. Now that Li Bai was from Chuhe, he was naturally his enemy.

"Kill you two first, hehe..."

……

In the other attic, Jiang Wan'er stood up immediately after hearing Li Bai say that she was from Chuhe's sect.

Originally, I still had some appreciation for Li Bai's poems, but after hearing his words, I was in no mood to continue listening.

After seeing the direction Li Bai went back to last, Jiang Wan'er went out directly. She didn't know if Chuhe was here, but she was going to take a look now.

Thinking of doing it directly, Jiang Wan'er has no intention of continuing to watch the poetry conference. Compared with hobbies and love, she chooses love.

……

"As expected of my brother Bai! This field control ability is really strong, but brother Bai, have you ever heard a poem?"

As soon as Li Bai came back, Gu Xinghe went straight past, then admired for a while, and finally looked at Li Bai mysteriously, winking.

"Oh? You said."

Li Bai, who was not interested at first, suddenly became a little interested after hearing Gu Xinghe's poem.

"Moonlight in front of the bed..."

"It's suspected to be frost on the ground."

Li Bai replied directly, but paused for a moment, then looked at Gu Xinghe with a smile on his face.

"This is not bad. Let me think about it. Later, I can raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown. What do you think?"

"Brother Bai! Are you really my brother Bai?"

Gu Xinghe hugged Li Bai excitedly, he was wondering if Li Bai had traveled here.

"Aren't I just Li Bai? Also, let go first."

Li Bai pushed Gu Xinghe away, then patted the clothes on his body.

"Brother Bai, do you know Yang Yuhuan?"

Li Bai frowned slightly after hearing the sermon, then shook his head.

"Why do you think I know Yang Yuhuan? Who is this person? Is he also a member of the Zhatian Gang?"

"Uh, it's fat and thin!"

Gu Xinghe looked at Li Bai excitedly, and winked at the same time, which made Li Bai very helpless.

"do not know."

"How could you not know? Then how did you know that the last sentence of the bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground?"

Li Bai was even more surprised when he heard it, he didn't understand what Gu Xinghe was thinking, but he said it anyway.

"Here, what's the problem? This is my own thought. I think it's fine if there is frost on the ground."

"How is it possible? Could it be that the moment you heard the bright moonlight in front of your bed, you suspected that there was frost on the ground?"

Gu Xinghe looked at Li Bai with disbelief.

"Can't it? Is there any difficulty?"

"Forget it, just pretend." Gu Xinghe just turned his head, and then looked at Li Bai instantly and said, "Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep!"

"Is Li Bai dead or not?" Li Bai answered directly.

"..."

Gu Xinghe was stunned immediately after hearing Li Bai's words, even Chuhe was a little stunned.

"This is a subconscious reaction. This is my sensitivity to poetry. Sometimes there will be good sentences, but sometimes it is just a saliva."

After hearing Li Bai's words, Gu Xinghe nodded silently, but he still didn't believe it, so...

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?"

"That's a good question, I don't know either."