Chapter 786

Jiang Feng didn't know that Xuanshan and Guanhe in yueqingyi's poems were related to a great event, which had a deep influence in the ancient world.

This is even more unforgettable for yueqingyi.

It turns out that ten years ago, there was a great war between the Terrans and demons.

For the benefit of the Terran, many people took the initiative to rush to the front line to fight with the demons, resulting in a lot of casualties.

At the same time, the Terran also successfully curbed the pace of demons' encroachment and stopped the demons' plans.

Among those who went to fight in the front line, there was Wen Rensong, a lover in moon light clothes.

In the month, light clothing knew that wenrensong had rushed to the front line, so it went after him, but when he got there, he saw the worst scene.

Wen Rensong was killed by the three demons of the demon clan.

At this point, the moon light clothes and lovers Yin and Yang separated, dying also did not say a parting words.

I can't forget this matter. I can't control my mood because I always think of tears falling down.

Speaking of "heroes and beauties", yueqingyi has feelings and can't help but ring out lovers.

After years of separation, she still remembers her lover's face when she died.

How can we not be sad.

This is the thing that masuko sighed just now.

There were many casualties in the Xuanshan battle in those years, which was also a painful lesson of the Terran alliance. Therefore, everyone didn't want to mention it again. They just kept in mind that one day, they must seek revenge from demons.

Everyone saw that yueqingyi didn't speak any more, and no one talked about it again. They quickly cleared up their mood and jumped out of such a dull atmosphere.

"Well, well, let's drink to the girl in moon light clothes for nothing else." Mei Su Gong raised his glass.

"Good!"

"Cheers

"For the girl in moon light clothes."

They all raised their glasses to drink.

In the misty River breeze, Xu Ling went down and soon it was Jiang Feng's turn.

"What can I do, sleeper?" Jiang Feng is full of horses in his heart. Now he doesn't want to play.

But now everyone is looking at him. It seems that he can't do without playing.

The river breeze looks at Luoxia, and Luoxia shows her helplessness.

It means she can't help it.

What should I do? I'm going to sing a poem.

"Well, what's your name, young man?" Asked masuko.

"Er..." Jiang Feng hesitated, "my name is Jiang Feng."

"Oh, Jiangfeng, which school are you from?" Meixugong nodded and asked again.

"I, I..." Jiang Feng can only make it up, "I'm from changshengmen."

After all, I have been in contact with changshengmen, and I know Yue Changmo. I'm not afraid to be checked by others.

"Changsheng gate, your leader Yue Changmo, I've told you. It's said that the day before yesterday, you swallowed Tianlong. It's really developing rapidly." Beauty must be fair.

"Hey, hey, average." Jiang Feng said with an embarrassed smile.

"Now that it's your turn, don't hesitate to continue the order, otherwise it won't be able to proceed." Then he said.

"Well, just a moment. Let me think about it." Jiang Feng can only pretend to think.

People's eyes like a huge net, wrapped him, want to break away.

And there's a sense of being on the shelf.

He's not good at poetry.

Now there is really no way, think and think, all of a sudden, he thought of a poem he accidentally saw in high school, which seems to say that heroes and beauties can just be used.

"Hehe, God can't help me."

The sad face of the river breeze stretched out and chanted: "the bright moon is near the window, shining on the shadow sheet, and my heart tells who Yao Qin is playing for. A hundred turns of tenderness, the beauty couch, the hero sad beauty pass

One breath chanted come out, immediately have a kind of feeling like releasing again.

Whoo!

Finally, he didn't have to worry any more.

We also sing poems.

And these people certainly haven't heard the poem.

Hehe... Jiang Feng laughs in his heart.

Luo Xia was surprised to see the river breeze. She never thought that the river breeze would recite poems, and it was great.

Suddenly, there was a new view of the river breeze.

Talent!

Luo Xia's eyes at the river wind have changed and become a kind of admiration.

Almost like a little girl holding Jiang Feng's hand for signature.

But there were so many people here that she was embarrassed.

"Oh, boy, you are so hidden. I didn't expect your literary talent to be so good. It's wonderful." Meixugong gets up and comes to Jiangfeng's gate in person. He holds Jiangfeng's hand. A star scout suddenly finds a good young man. He is not happy.

"When you are in love, you are in love. When you are in love, you are sad. Good, good poem. I like this sentence. It's wonderful. "

"Can I write it down?"

The United States must be the public hope road.

"Yes, you can. Whatever you like." Jiang Feng certainly agrees.

It's better to offend meixugong because he is highly respected here. That is to say, he has indirectly offended many people, which is not worthwhile.

With a few strokes, Meixu wrote the whole poem. The font is thick and bold. It can be said that it is a rare good character. It is a great achievement in calligraphy.

Good!

Good calligraphy and good poetry immediately attracted everyone's applause.

Meixugong didn't write the poem of xiayue Qingyi, but he wrote down the river breeze, which is not a waste of ink and paper.

"Your name is Jiang Feng, right? Do you want to hang out with me? As long as you like, you are the guest of honor in the Lord's mansion. " Wei Changfeng directly throws out the olive branch to attract the river breeze.

Jiang Feng was stunned and said politely: "thank you for your kindness. At this time, we'll wait for the end of the guessing meeting to discuss."

But Jiang Feng was afraid that Wei Changfeng was upset. After all, he didn't agree on the spot. This has already refuted Wei Changfeng's face.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng said: "there are many people here, and my eyes are mixed. I'm thinking about the city Lord."

At first, when Wei Changfeng heard Jiang Feng's euphemistic refusal, he was very angry and was about to attack. But Jiang Feng said so again, and then he was relieved. It was all for his sake.

Also, he is the Lord of the city. His behavior and work are seen in people's eyes. If he doesn't flaunt, he won't flaunt. Be careful, he will sail for thousands of years.

"Well, well, that's a deal. I'll wait for you then." Wei Changfeng has a smiling face.

"Little brother, you have such literary talent since you were young. You must have great strength." Hua Lian personally filled a glass of wine for Jiang Feng.

"Dare not dare not, I am a weak poor boy, just play well, just nonsense." Jiang Feng shakes his head and tries to hide his light.

He knows a truth, the gun hit the head bird, or not too eye-catching.

"You are modest." Hua Lian showed a meaningful smile.

River suddenly feel bad, this flower pity seems to have something.

But he saw something.

It feels strange anyway.

"Brother, come on, I'll give you something for this poem." At this time, Fu Daliu hugged Jiang Feng's shoulder and insisted on giving him something.

"I tell you, it's a good thing. It's absolutely satisfying for you. No one else wants it."

Fu Daliu carefully took out a small wooden box from his arms, sent it to Jiang Feng, and slowly opened it.

"You see, do you know what this is?" Fu Daliu's contribution is general.

When Jiang Feng looked into the small wooden box, he saw that it was a rhizome about one inch long. Suddenly, it looked like ginseng, but when he looked at it carefully, it wasn't. because the color didn't match, ginseng was usually white, and this thing was dark purple, and there was a hairy slender red hair on the surface, but he didn't know what it was.

Jiang Feng shakes his head to show that he doesn't know what it is.

Fu Daliu said mysteriously, "this is the fruit of wisdom. I get it occasionally in the demon fog forest. It's not very precious, but it's very rare. It's rare."

"If you take it, you will certainly gain a lot of wisdom. If I eat this kind of thing, it will be a waste. Only when you eat it can you get value for money."

Fu Daliu just put the fruit of wisdom into the hands of Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng didn't have a chance to refuse, because Fu Daliu had returned to his seat and had a drink.

"You don't want to refuse. My elder brother is very grumpy, and the things sent out won't come back. If you don't accept it, you will not give my elder brother face. If you don't give my elder brother face, it means you won't give me face. My elder brother and I will be angry." Fu Er Meng said.

No, not yet.

Jiang Feng had no choice but to give up the thought of returning and said, "OK, I'll take it."

But Jiang Feng was not in a hurry to eat it, because he was not sure if there was any mystery. In case the other party just wanted to hurt him, it would be over.

So, let's put it first.

When we collect the wisdom fruit, we are still excited about Jiang Feng's poems. No one pays more attention to the wisdom fruit.

It seems that wisdom fruit doesn't have much attraction for them.

The moon near the window, according to the shadow sheet, heart Fu Yao Qin for whom to play. A hundred turns of tenderness, the beauty couch, the hero sad beauty pass.

Someone shakes his head to sing out, self intoxicated slowly taste, seems to be more beautiful than wine.

The eyes of yueqingyi flow on Jiangfeng, because the performance of Jiangfeng reminds her of her lover.

Wenrensong was also a talented man in both literature and martial arts. He could defeat the enemy with his martial arts. Even after many years, he could often hear his voice of writing poems against each other.

Jiang Feng is a little embarrassed when he is stared at by Yue Qingyi. He moves his eyes to other places, but Hua Lian is also looking at him.

It's embarrassing to avoid one but not the other.

At this time, Hua Lian is looking at him with deep feeling, his eyes are burning, no, it's deep meaning, full of deep meaning.

There is a story in my eyes.

The river breeze dare not see more, once again moved his eyes.

This time, he lowered his eyes and didn't want to see anyone, so as to avoid the embarrassing eye collision.

Unfortunately... It didn't work out.

When he ducked, he came into contact with the eyes from Luoxia.

Different from others, Luo Xia's eyes were full of jealousy, and even a kind of fierce light to kill.

Er... Is Luo Xia angry?

Jiang Feng scratched his head and ran away. Mother, can't he close his eyes.

At this time, meixugong happily knocked on the table, and everyone clapped their hands and pushed the cup to change the cup. It was not lively.

The continuation of the order is still going on, and good sentences appear frequently, but none of them surpasses the work of Jiang Feng again and again.

Of course, there are still some people who can't get through. After all, the people in front of us have said all the good poems, and the people behind us can't remember them.

Until the end, the river really can not bear, do not want to play here, intend to find a treasure.

Just as he stood up, there was a sudden noise on the second floor, as if someone was fighting.

"This room is my advanced one. Do you understand first come first served? Get out of here."

"I bah, I care about you, who has the strength who enters, has the ability to beat me down."

"Damn, I'll kill you."

"Come on, who's afraid of who..."