After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

In the woods by the stream.

A lantern lit up.

There is a table of good dishes and a jar of wine on the table.

Lu Ruyi has already left here, she went to Xijian Tower.

Wu Wen and Qiu Chen, who were originally going to chase Amu, were stopped by Dongfang Hong, and they all went to the eighth floor of the Xijian Building.

Wu Ximiao, the owner of Xijian Tower, is here.

Xiao Baozi and the others were accompanied by Bu Jinghong in the small courtyard in the woods by the stream.

Bu Jinghong is not good at words, he only knows how to kill and drink.

Now he already knew the identities of these people, and also knew the relationship between these people and Li Chenan.

This relationship made it even harder for him to say anything.

Because he is the oldest here, yet he worshiped under Lu Xiaofeng's sect!

Li Xiaofeng is Li Chenan!

He is Li Chenan's disciple!
But that Xiaozhai master of Wanxizhai is Li Chenan's fiancée, and she will be his future mistress!
The rest of these teenagers, they are all Li Chenan's brothers...they are my uncles!

Jianghu is a place that pays attention to seniority.

Bu Jinghong poured a glass of wine for everyone, he held up the wine glass, bowed and said, "Everyone is my subordinate...Senior!"

"The juniors don't understand etiquette, so I have to offer a cup to the seniors...you can do whatever you want!"

Everyone toasted and had a drink.

Bu Jinghong filled up his glass of wine and sat down in his seat. He didn't know what to say. He was very worried that he was not enthusiastic enough and had offended these seniors who had come from afar. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhenghaoxuan spoke at this time.

He looked at Amu and said.

"Big Brother..."

Amu waved his hand, and that face that was as sharp as a knife had a cool expression: "Don't ask anything, tonight, senior brother wants to drink!"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan was stunned, "Oh, then let's drink!"

Amu usually rarely drinks alcohol, but tonight, he drank the most.

He didn't eat a bite of food, and he drank most of the jar of wine by himself!
No one knew why, but Bu Jinghong admired Amu very much.

Wine is character!

This Uncle Amu has a real temperament!

real man!
Amu drank so much that he vomited.

But he vomited and drank again!

Vomited again!

He can still drink!

This is awesome!

But Wang Zhenghaoxuan was very worried.

Because he knows the big brother.

This is enough to show that the elder brother is very bitter.

But senior brother is a dull gourd, if he doesn't say anything, then no one can pry his mouth open, and no one will know what is really going on in his heart.

Xiao Baozi also frowned slightly and looked at Amu, she knew that this was a boy with a story.

But she didn't know what kind of story he had.

Xiao Wu also looked at Amu worriedly. He originally wanted to make a soup for Amu to sober up, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea——

Although it is said that drinking is more worrying and worrying, but when you wake up after being drunk, you may be able to let go of certain things.

On the contrary, it was Xiaojian who understood Amu's move. In the past, he couldn't sleep at night, and he wanted to get drunk but couldn't.

Sitting next to Xiaojian, Xiaoqin was very worried, she opened her small mouth slightly, trying to persuade her, but she didn't say a word after all.

At this time, Wang Zhenghaoxuan asked again cautiously: "Eldest brother...has been hurt emotionally?"

"I didn't see any girl you dated with?"

Amu's eyes were drunk, he smiled suddenly, and put his hand on Wang Zhenghaoxuan's shoulder.

"Little Junior Brother... Senior Brother, I... am fine!"

"Eldest brother just wants to drink, and wants to experience the feeling after being drunk... Well, at this moment, elder brother suddenly wants to recite a poem!"

When these words came out, it wasn't just Wang Zhenghaoxuan who was shocked.

Even Baozi Xiao, Xiao Wu, Xiao Jian and Xiao Qin were shocked.

They all knew that this Mushan knife was the most stable knife, but they never expected that this knife could even recite poems!

Wang Zhenghaoxuan's eyes lit up, and he grinned: "Then please come and listen to Senior Brother Yin!"

Amu stood up and staggered to the middle of the yard.

He raised his head and looked at the stars and moon in the night sky.

He suddenly pulled out his knife with a "clang..." sound!

He even started wielding a knife!

His footsteps were very vain, so the Mu Shan Dao, which was supposed to be extremely stable, became light and lost its original trajectory.

"When will the moon be there?

Ask the sky for wine..."

Everyone was stunned, and no one expected that the poem that Amu was about to recite was the poem written by Li Chen'an during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, which made all the students of Wu country feel ashamed!
But Xiao Baozi's slender eyes suddenly lit up!
When Bu Jinghong saw it, he couldn't move his eyes away!
Amu Zuibu swung his knife.

The knife floats like a willow leaf!

The knife suddenly turned upside down, Amu didn't ask the sky with the wine, he asked the sky with the knife!
What does he want to ask?
"I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve..."

Amu seems to have forgotten the Mushan sword that he had learned for more than ten years!

He stepped on the seven-star step, and the long knife in his hand suddenly glowed coldly. At this moment, everyone had an illusion——

I don't know if the cold light is the light of the knife or the light of the moon.

But at this moment, a man walking in the forest suddenly stopped. He also looked at the knife that Amu was waving.

He saw clearly.

That's not the light of the knife, nor the light of the moon.

That is... the light of the knife cut off the light of the moon, and the light of the knife and the light of the moon were intertwined, just like the tears in Amu's eyes at this moment!

A Mu suddenly soared into the sky, and chanted loudly: "I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu... the heights are too cold!"

He made a long knife round in the air!
The light of the long knife chopped up his tears, and the broken tears flew up with his knife.

He actually slashed at the bright moon in the sky!

At the moment of chopping off, the light of the knife suddenly shone brightly!
As a result, the moonlight lost its color.

The stars are disconnected one after another!
Amu's aura is rising steadily at this moment!
He also flew higher and higher, as if he really wanted to fly to the moon, as if his knife had landed on that bright moon!
What kind of awe-inspiring aura is that? !

"Breakthrough!"

"Break the ground with one blow!"

Bu Jinghong suddenly stood up!
Wang Zhenghaoxuan opened his mouth and eyes wide!

The old man in the forest stroked his long beard and showed a gratified smile.

He is Lu Chuqi, the master of Master Mushan Daoshan, Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan!
He also looked up at the moment, looking at Amu and Amu's knife in the air, feeling a little regretful, because today is the ninth day of the lunar new year!
If it is the seventh day of the seventh day... Li Chen'an's hundred poems on wine fighting, Lao Tzu's disciple A Mu drank wine and recited poems on the seventh night of the first day, and smashed the moon with a knife to break through!
What a boast!

This matter can be engraved on the monument of Mu Shandao!

slightly far away.

On the eighth floor of the Jianjian Tower.

Wu Ximiao and others all felt the sharp sword intent in the air.

They came to the window.

They all looked at Amu who had completely forgotten himself in the air.

"Dancing clear shadow, like in the world……!"

Amu recited loudly, and the saber's posture changed suddenly at the moment when his voice just fell.

Countless sword lights lit up in the sky!
But in all the lights of the sword, there is nothing but a kind of coldness!
Wu Wen's heart was shocked, and she unconsciously tightened Qiu Chen's hand.

She understood the knife.

That knife seems to have lost the taste of the world!
"One level down!" (End of this chapter)