I have an altar of luck

If he really dared to carry a knife and fight desperately, he would admire it instead.

"Aren't you afraid of being defeated by him?"

"Being able to defeat me is his ability, why should he be afraid? My generation of warriors is not afraid of defeat." Shangguan Yu Ning said.

"Then you might as well challenge him, how about challenging me after you beat him?"

Bai Changqing really didn't want to fight, it would be best if he could distract the opponent.

"He's not here now, how can we fight against him?" Shangguan Yu said.

"Well...then you can challenge Wei Wuya. I heard that guy is also a martial idiot and he is not far from Guangling. The two of you are very suitable to compete." Bai Changqing smiled lightly.

Shangguan Yu curled his lips and said in a low voice:

"You look calm and indifferent, so you just want to cheat me, Wei Wuya is so strong, wouldn't it be courting death if I go?"

The top ten of the Qianlong list seem to be close in ranking, but in fact there are divisions. It is recognized that the top three are not challenged by anyone, but all along, the rankings have been changed by a few of them as stable as a green hill.

The challenger is like Guo Jiang Zhiqing, Shangguan Yu has a strong will to fight, but he is not a fool. If there is one, can he go to the place of Tianmo Temple easily?

If it was really that simple, wouldn't the imperial court take back the Blood State long ago?

Seeing the two people completely ignoring him, Zhao Hao felt a little angry in his heart. He felt that they were overwhelming, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he found a suitable opportunity and said:

"You two, today is a discussion meeting, why bother to mention those unhappy things."

Shangguan Yu's face was expressionless, and he didn't want to say more in his heart. Discuss with them?A group of mediocre people are also worthy?

Among the people here, the only one who catches his eyes is Bai Changqing, and the others are just accompaniments, nothing more than chickens and dogs.

Bai Changqing didn't answer either, but smiled, and stretched out his hand to sip a glass of spiritual wine.

Zhao Hao's situation was a bit awkward, so he squeezed out a smile.

The people below seemed to see Zhao Hao's embarrassment, and laughed loudly:

"Brother Zhao, since today is a grand event, how about having a poetry meeting first? Let's be polite."

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up, and he said hastily:

"Brother Liu's words are very good. We can come to a poetry meeting first, and then we can talk about Taoism later. How about putting the exchange at the end?"

Although they are all warriors, practicing martial arts does not mean that they cannot understand poetry.

Poor literature and rich martial arts, every martial artist who can set foot on the martial arts, the family is not considered poor, naturally he will learn literature at a young age, and martial arts can also develop the mind, increase wisdom, and many people can master some poetry and essays.

Most of the other grand events will also come to a poetry competition.

"What do you two think should be the topic?" Zhao Hao looked at Bai Changqing and Shangguan Yu, his eyes mainly stayed on Bai Changqing, because of the senior,

He is somewhat related to Shushan.

Bai Changqing pondered for a moment, then said: "How about taking the lotus and Guangling Mansion as the theme?"

It is the simplest to use lotus as the problem.

"Very good, Mr. Zhao is willing to take out a high-quality sword as a prize. Whoever composes a good poem today, the sword will be given to him." Zhao Hao laughed.

The people below agreed one after another.

Soon someone spoke first.

……

……

By the Guangling River, the onlookers also heard the words of the previous person. The theme of the lotus and Guangling Mansion attracted everyone's eyes, and it was very lively.

Yue Shan turned his gaze to Chen Yuan, and asked casually:

"Why don't you compose a poem impromptu?"

"That's right, with my lord's literary talents, I should be able to overwhelm all the heroes." Yan Qing echoed.

They all knew that Chen Yuan could say that he could turn white into black, and they subconsciously felt that there must be no problem in composing a poem.

Only Mo Donghe, who was closest to Chen Yuan, frowned. He seemed to see a cyan light flashing through the adults' eyes. Is it an illusion?

of course not!

At this moment, the corners of Chen Yuan's mouth curled up into a smile. He was completely sure just now that there was someone on board who was lucky, and that was exactly the goal of his trip.

Sure enough, in the dark, those who are connected by luck are involved.

This trip was not in vain!

Immediately looked at Yue Shan and the others and said in a low voice:

"Get ready to do it."

"Yes."

Several people immediately straightened their faces and held the handle of the knife.

On the deck, Zhao Hao looked around. There were already several people singing poems just now, but they were all unsatisfactory. Then he looked at Bai Changqing and said:

"Brother Bai, why don't you write a poem for Zhao to listen to?"

Bai Changqing lowered his eyes, and just about to say something, suddenly his eyes focused, and he turned to the direction of the shore, feeling that someone was watching him, and said immediately:

"It's better to wait for everyone to finish singing, and then Bai will make a fool of himself."

Zhao Hao nodded, looked at the crowd and asked:

"Do you have any poems to recite?"

"Chen has a doggerel," suddenly, a faint voice resounded in the void.

Everyone on the boat was stunned for a moment and looked towards the river.

Chen Yuan stepped out from the crowd by the river, walked in the air, glanced at the few people, focused on Zhao Hao, the son of luck, and Shangguan Yu and Bai Changqing for a moment, retracted his gaze and chanted loudly:

"A lotus turned over on both sides, and the eel Zelu drilled hard."

"The lotus card is the head of the black fish, and the clear river flows out."

"When standing, the lotus seems to be tightly closed, and when squatting, the petals are also in full bloom."

"Although it is not Guangling River, there are tidal letters every month!"

3Chapter 17 Chance!

Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his black clothes fluttering with the wind, after the poem was recited, there was complete silence within a radius of hundreds of meters, Yue Shan raised his brows, he did not expect that his lord could really compose poems.

just this poem...

Why does it sound a bit wrong?

Why can lotus be the master of Heiyutou?

Why does the clear river flow out again?

At this moment, several people were confused and shocked by Chen Yuan's doggerel.

Zhao Hao, who was in the first seat on the deck, was stunned for a moment, and then he felt angry.

Then he knew that the other party's filthy words were all random nonsense.

Moreover, I didn't invite the other party, but suddenly appeared, it seems... some comers are not good!

Several oirans on the boat blushed and understood what the other party meant, especially the oiran whose name was Lian clamped his legs tightly, his face full of embarrassment.

Bai Changqing's face was solemn, looking at the figure in the void, he was tall and straight, with a long knife in his waist and hips, he was not inferior to him in terms of appearance, it can only be said that the two had their own merits.

He is an elegant and quiet son, while the other party is like a resolute martial arts expert.

The most important thing is that the peeping feeling just now should be this person.

Shangguan Yu was a little different, he looked at Chen Yuan, and always felt that he had seen this person's appearance somewhere, his aura was not inferior to him, he should be a strong enemy.

Zhao Hao took a deep breath, suppressed the displeasure in his heart, forced a warm smile on his face, stood up and cupped his hands and said:

"Brother, this poem has a lot of charm after listening carefully."

Chen Yuan smiled, this is all rhyming for the sake of rhyming, has a fart charm?

The seafood taste is almost the same.

"I haven't asked you about your name." Zhao Hao was very polite, with a kind tone, and it was not without reason that he was called Junzijian.

Just this pose alone, people can't find anything wrong with it.

"My surname is Chen, and my single name is Yuan."

Chen Yuan reported his family name indifferently.

And these words, like a boulder being smashed into the silent lake water, suddenly set off a stormy sea, and everyone's eyes focused on Chen Yuan in an instant.

He turned out to be Chen Yuan, the demon sword with a great reputation in the Jianghu!

Suddenly, the gazes of countless people involuntarily lowered, not daring to look directly at Chen Yuan, as if they were afraid of being hated by Chen Yuan, they were not others,

It was those people who echoed Zhao Hao and wanted Shangguan Yu to challenge Chen Yuan.

Bai Changqing's eyes were fixed. Of course, he had heard of Chen Yuan's name. It can be said that in the past half a month or so, many people in Qingzhou and Shuzhou had heard of this name.

With one enemy and nine, he swept Tangshan, killing people's heads rolling, blood flowing into rivers, and cleared Tangshan, which was known as chaos before. It is said that today's Tangshan,

It's no longer what it used to be.

The spirit of Tangshan Jianghu warrior was directly cut to pieces by him.

The reputation is not insignificant.

Shangguan Yu's eyes were full of fighting spirit, saying that Chen Yuan Chen Yuan had arrived, and Zhao Hao and others had tried to make him fight Chen Yuan, although he refused on the surface.

But in my heart, I still want to compete with such a strong person.

It's just that I have seen through what they mean, so I don't want to say it.

If there was a chance, why wouldn't he fight a rising star like Chen Yuan?

Moreover, the most important thing is that Chen Yuan went straight into the top ten of the Qianlong list, just ahead of him, which also made him a little reconciled.

But now he didn't open his mouth to invite a fight, but instead set his sights on Zhao Hao, with a playful look on his face, as can be heard from the few words just now,

There should be some grievances between this person and Chen Yuan. Now that Chen Yuan is here, what will he do?

Shangguan Yu is not very fond of this person, he thinks that this person seems to be generous and make friends, but in fact he is very utilitarian, and his appearance on the surface may be somewhat different from his private appearance.

"It turned out to be Chen Qingshi, the demon sword of Megatron Tangshan," Zhao Hao's expression froze for a moment, but soon turned into politeness, as if Chen Yuan's arrival was his wish.

"It's really a great honor for Zhao Moumou to be able to come."

He cupped his fists and laughed.

"It's true that you are lucky in three lives."

There was a faint smile on Chen Yuan's face.

Finally, luck finally came!

Opportunity, presumably not far away.

"I would also like to ask Chen Qing to tell you on board the boat. Mr. Zhao has heard of your name long ago, and has admired you for a long time. Today, he saw his true face. He is really magnificent and heroic..."

Zhao Hao suppressed the resentment in his heart, and laughed loudly.

"Pity."

"What's the pity of the envoy?" Zhao Hao asked puzzled.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Hao suddenly felt something bad in his heart, and his eyes flickered.But he still didn't show any hostility, not because he didn't want to, but because Chen Yuan's strength was definitely stronger than him.

It's not good for him to make a grudge rashly.

His attitude made Shangguan Yu on the side sneer twice, thinking that he really meant a bit of a hypocrite.

"I haven't asked Chen Qing why he came here?" Zhao Hao asked in a low voice, his face darkening.

Chen Yuan didn't talk nonsense with him anymore, but said directly:

"Guangling Mansion Zhao Hao colluded with the Kitchen Knife Gang and committed many evil things over the years. Now that the Kitchen Knife Gang has been punished, today is the time to settle accounts with you."