The Dangerous Cultivator

Zhu Ergong said, "Be assured, as long as Mr. Xu's poems are not at the bottom, you will be considered a winner!"

Looking for an opportunity to be stabbed, Zhu Ergong has determined that Xia Zimo is extremely guilty.

Four people entered, and soon the servants brought four huge screens. The screens were lined with high-quality Xuanhua soft white tribute paper, and in front of each screen, a nearly purple gold sandalwood was placed. The case is about Yun Yanyu, who has studied Chinese ink, and the golden wolf.

Zhu Ergong said, "I embody fairness. This time, you will make a proposition, one for each seat, write it on paper, and finally get together. Three questions will be drawn by the talented green skirt girl, and then four essays will be written separately. Limited, subject matter is limited to two poems, Ban Zhuxiang is limited. "Say, take a provocative look at Xia Zimo, it seems that Xia Zimo will continue to stab.

However, this consideration was extremely thorough, and Xia Zimo wanted to be provocative, and could not start.

After a while, everyone settled on the subject and gathered them together with Zhu Ergong. All the folded slips were placed in a transparent bottle.

Zhu Ergong shook it a few times, and before passing the case where Xia Zimo was located, he passed the bottle and smiled proudly, "Please, beautiful lady."

Xia Zimo glanced at him, reached into the bottle, and picked out three. Zhu Ergong held up three notes and walked into the field. He was about to open, but he heard Xia Zimo's saying, "Slow! There is a way, Wen Wu First, Wu Wu second, the four of them wrote the composition, who judged the winner. If the quotations are similar and judged by everyone, how can you be convinced by the government of your country. "

"I knew you would come out of this moth, watch this."

Xiao Fu got up into the circle, untied the sack of spirit birds around his waist, and released a duck. The duck was only the size of a raccoon cat, with bright feathers, a golden crown on top, and a pair of broad bean eyes and black lacquer.

"Rui Ya!"

"There is such a strange beast!"

"I wonder if there are rumors so magical."

Everyone was talking eloquently, and the duck trembled with feathers, so it flew into the air, but couldn't fly high, and the speed was quite fast. Finally, it landed on the table where Xia Zimo was, staring at her for a while, and then vomited. , "Meuniu, wait for Master Ben, and keep you delicious and hot.

"roll!"

With a snap, Xia Zimo pumped the ducks.

The duck was very defensive, and no feathers were scattered, quacked, "Hey girl, apologize to Master Ben, or you will look good."

Xiao Fushen couldn't stand it anymore. He had an additional ring in his hand and tapped it gently. The duck fluttered in the air, quacked, and yelled, "I care for you, Master, don't knock. It's up! "

Xiao Fu snorted coldly, "Shao Guang, dare to be extravagant, and you will be closed next year!"

The duck glared at Xiao Fuyan, spreading his wings and standing up in the air, "What's the matter, hurry up, grandma, seeing your position, you must be holding a poetry party. Organizing a poetry party That ’s it, just **** make a bunch of bad poems, just make a bunch of bad poems, and I just want to let Lao Tzu come to judge, disgustingly, Grandpa, I heard the last time I listened to one or two poles and wrote a " "Yongxue", the snow flutters in nine out of nine days, just like the jade girl descended from Qiong Yao, and one day it became clear, making the broom the broom and the spade. The uncle who was so sick of him, only spit out sour water for several days. Master Ben had a word first. If he encounters this style again this time, I would rather hit the wall and commit suicide, and he would never be humiliated. "

"Reassurance review is!"

Xiao Fu glanced at him coldly, looking at Xu Yidao, "Judge by Rui Duck, you should have no opinion."

"Very good, ready money!"

Xu Yi said lightly.

Rui Ya, he has seen in "Wan Yao Zhi", but it is the most strange monster among the top three demon among the heavenly demon. He is born without attack ability, but has the same power, amazing wisdom, and can speak in the wisdom period. Saying people's words, self-communicating texts, reading books with good sexuality, reading them in a glance, in the legend, whoever captures Rui Duck can bring good luck to anyone.

Because the duck has no ability to attack, even ordinary wild animals can't be defeated at the seedling stage, so the survival rate is extremely low. The duck has not been passed down for hundreds of years in the world, but today it encountered it.

Due to the arrogance of the demon, even if he is trapped, he is often not tamed by the owner. Obviously, just looking at the surly duck's obedience, it is obviously not biased towards Xiao Fushen, and Rui duck releases the bird bag. Love, fairness is enough to guarantee.

"Let's get started!"

The second son of Zhu Er unfolded a note and said loudly, "The first question, rivers and lakes, with rivers and lakes as the theme composition, the poems are not limited, the time limit is one hundred breaths."

The words of Zhu Ergong's sonorous words, Liu Jiubian, Li Xiuluo, and Jiang Nanxun all walked slowly in the field, looking for inspiration, and Xu Yi stood alone.

Xiao Fushen and Zhu Ergong looked at each other and smiled, knowing that this was considered accurate, and they won!

Unexpectedly, the two didn't smile, Xu Yi got the answer from the back of his head, but when he saw that he didn't move, his left palm waved, and the wolf outside Zhangyuan was struck by the air. He jumped in the air, and the wolf touched in the ring. It was full of ink, and the soft white paper of Hajj flew up, and the dragon and snake went away, a beautiful line of text was presented.

Xu Yi's hand was revealed, and the faces of Jiang Nanxun and Li Shuluo changed at the same time, and there was an exclamation sound across the court.

Most of the players are strong in the air and the sea. There are not a few who are proficient in martial arts. They may be able to control the qi to such a handy degree. No more than **** can be Jiang Nanxun's self-assertion. If Shen Ning is attentive, he can also do it. But the resolution is not as chic as this person.

"it is good!"

Xia Zimo even applauded, and read aloud the text written by Xu Yi: "The world is in my generation ..."

Cai Chengshi and his party, the atmosphere suddenly solidified, Jiang Nanxun, Li Shuluo, Liu Jiubian even stopped thinking, staring at the paper.

This sentence is too lively. If there is a good sentence in the future, the three have lost their room for effort.

"The world is coming out of my generation, just like the years of the rivers and lakes. In the grand cause and laughter, the life is drunk. The sword is struck and the ghosts are rained. return."

After finishing the last stroke, the scene fell into silence.

Da Yue is a country of poetry. Although everyone may not have talent to write poetry, everyone loves to read poetry.

The poem written by Xu Yi is not beautiful, the rhythm is not rigorous, but the weather is very strong, the artistic conception is far away, and the final aria is directed at the heart and sighs.

When a poem reaches such a point, any rhythm, rigor, and all have to make way for this Honda weather, a timeless mood.

"Good poem, really **** good poem, quack, listen to this poem, it's worth living ten years less, quack, kid in black clothes, talented, Yaya's really talented!"

Rui Duck seemed to be eating stimulants, and he could not stop fluttering and covered with feathers.

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