Chapter 1010

In front of the golden stele.

Everyone is inexplicably nervous. What kind of taste is the creator? We can see it later!

After a while, the voice seemed to come from the supreme again, "there is no infatuation between the lines, but it can also express men's infatuation with women if you savor it carefully. You can barely reach the standard!"

Trough!

This kind of poem really reaches the standard!

The whole audience was stunned and felt that they could not understand the world.

If even the creator is so shameless, does that mean that the world should be proud of lowliness!?

But these scholars who have been studying hard for many years are not really cultural people at all.

Because they can't write erotic poems and don't understand the essence of learning.

"Great!"

Ruan Xiaoqi jumped up excitedly. This is the first time that he has been recognized since he studied or by the creator. This feeling is really Shuang!

Wang Hao's immortal porch behind him is a little annoyed. If time goes back, he will choose to study hard.

Because he knows that he is cheap and has more than enough, but he is not good at cheap goods. What he is poor with Wang Hao and Ruan Xiaoqi is literary accomplishment.

At this time, the supreme voice sounded again, "is there anyone else to add? If not, the halo belongs to this person..."

The whole audience's eyes suddenly fell on Wang Hao. It seems that in this respect, only Wang Hao has the ability to suppress Ruan Xiaoqi. Other people are not qualified at all.

Wang Hao said with a smile, "I see the mountain side as the peak, only because I am in the mountain."

"Fuck!"

The whole audience couldn't help but burst out in a rude voice, and couldn't help but praise Wang Hao's poem in their hearts.

This sentence is really coquettish but not slovenly. It's obscene without losing its connotation.

Not only there is no explicit expression, but also the fascination of writing.

Even from the literal point of view, we can't see that what he wrote was obscene poetry.

Of course, the subtlety of this sentence is that it can be perfectly applied no matter whether the creator is infatuated with the bathhouse or the mountains!

The whole audience looked at Wang Hao with adoration. Until today, they found that a true poem should not only write the literal meaning of fooling the world, but also hide the author's obscene thoughts.

Zhao Yiling's eyes twinkled with gold. She found that Wang Hao was the most handsome when she was learning, just like when they first met, Wang Hao became the focus of the audience.

Lingxiao could not help sighing: "younger martial brother is younger martial brother. Not only is the name of the devil king powerful in the universe, but also the name of the prostitute will soon spread all over the world. It's really admirable!"

"Boss, you are the strongest, the best, the brightest, the most proud..."

Qian wanyang and Chen Yao jumped up excitedly and called Wang Hao crazily.

Wang Tianyi sighed and said, "I'm sorry for this child. I didn't accompany him on his way of growing up, so that he took this road."

Lin Shiqi said tearfully, "brother Tianyi, it's not your fault. If I didn't go back to the ice palace, then Haoer would be better."

Wang Tianyi hugged Lin Shiqi and asked in a low voice, "Shiqi, do you think we really don't want another one?"!? The old man feels hopeless! "

Lin Shiqi pushes away Wang Tianyi and says in a cold voice: "you are not saved. Hao'er is just a little more cheeky, but her character is still strong. Besides, the creator is so shameless now, which proves that Hao'er is not on the wrong way!" Adorable adorable,

Xia Weiwei, snow thousand Qin, Mai Meng Meng, Yue Xuan four women can not help but Tucao up, make complaints about their eyes. Is Wang Hao's shameless personality really OK!?

At this time, the voice from the supreme seemed to ring again, "perfect answer, get a second Aura!"

"Whew..."

Next second, a burst of wind broke out.

The whole audience looked at Wang Hao enviously, and saw a little bit of starlight flying from all directions. Then, like a firefly, Wang Hao formed a second golden circle around his waist.

Wang Hao turned his head to look at the God of killing, picked up his eyebrows and said, "it's so ugly. Do you see it? It's called writing poetry!"

"You..."

His whole body trembled with killing spirit. He was desperate to kill Wang Hao.

Because he found that Wang Hao was really terrible. If he made Wang Hao succeed on the road to the sky, and then he got the divinity, then the pure land of blissful will be in chaos, and his body will undoubtedly die.

"Master murderer, I know what you are worried about. Though Wang Hao's war power is terrible, it is not impossible to deal with him."

"You're not going to borrow the power of ancient demons!" the God of killing frowned

"Don't worry about killing God adults," she said with a confident smile. "After the research of the son of God, we have been able to borrow the power of ancient demons. It's absolutely safe."

"When you use it, you must be careful. If you let the ancient demons run away, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Break wood to clap breast fiercely to assure a way: "kill God adult to rest assured, villain knows proper measure."

At this time, the words on the golden stone tablet have changed again. It says, "weeding day at noon, please give full play to your imagination and write the following sentences, friendship tips, the more, the better.".

Suddenly, the God of death cried out incoherently: "it's the noon of weeding day, but it's actually the noon of weeding day. This poem was written by the God of creation. He said that he heard it, and he was absolutely right. He remembered it clearly..."

Folding wood raised his hand and said in a high voice: "kill the gods and be mighty, and Hong Fu is in heaven!"

"Killing God is powerful, and Hong Fu is in heaven!" The people and horses behind the God of murder raised their hands and shouted loudly.

Wang Hao slightly a Leng, always feel what is wrong, a bitch really can let people know the answer so easily?!

The God of death gave Wang Hao a provocative look, and then shouted loudly, "when weeding is on the noon, women are not reliable; if you have nothing to do, it's better to fight against the landlord."

"Chi..."

Wang Hao suddenly burst out. The creator was indeed his hometown. He even brought it to fight against the landlord.

The supreme voice rings, "answer wrong, turn on punishment mode!"

"Boom..."

As soon as the voice fell, a thunderclap rang through the void.

"Ah..."

Next second, the bleak cry of killing gods and pigs is also echoing through the void.

"Master murderer, are you ok?"

The wood is broken. I hurriedly come forward to hold the murderer, but the murderer can't see the human shape.

The whole audience gave murderer a sympathetic look. One second ago, they felt that the relationship between the creator and murderer was good, but the next second, they were beaten by the creator. It hurt!

"Why am I always hurt!? That's what the creator said! "

The murderer almost cried because of his grievance. He found that the mind of the creator was too hard to guess