The waste wood princess is the god of war

Chapter 66 The Wonderful Poetry
She didn't have any hope of winning either, as long as she didn't lose so much that she lost the Faith Point she had just gained.Her goal is always the last item, the profound strength competition.

In a world that respects martial arts, profound strength is the most admirable item.

However, what Mu Anqi didn't expect was that when Nangong He received Mu Anqi's poems and paintings, he praised them repeatedly!

"Good! Good! Good!" He said three good things in a row.

The rest of the people went to look at the poem written by Mu Anqi. Although the painting was indeed unflattering, the writing was extremely chic, and the poem really added a lot of points to the whole work.

Nangong He picked up a pen and touched up the orchid grass.In an instant, a painting that Mu Anqi himself somewhat disliked came to life.

Such poems and such pictures are a perfect match!

"This is not worse than last year's Miss Shangguan's painting!" Someone said with emotion.

"Yes, it looks better to me. It's a very lovely poem."

"The solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grasses are gone. Although the sun shines in the spring, the autumn moon is sad again. The frost is flying early, and the green is afraid to rest. If there is no breeze, who will emit the fragrance?"

This poem was actually written by Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Naturally, it is incomparable to Shangguan Qingge.

Shangguan Qingge held his hands tightly, his face stiffened.She never thought that Mu Anqi could write such a thing.

"What does Miss Shangguan think?" Nangong He asked.

Shangguan Qingge smiled stiffly, "Not bad."

Those onlookers also heard this poem, and couldn't help feeling that Mu Anqi was amazingly talented.Mu Anqi is a little embarrassed to praise him!

She smiled and returned to her seat.

Young Master Luo handed Mu Anqi the peeled fruit, "They all seem to like you."

Mu Anqi counted his increased faith points, smiled and took the fruit dropped by the young master, "Yes."

Young Master Luo Hei's big eyes blinked, "However, they do not pose a threat to me. By the way, you ate my fruit, and now you are mine."

"Hi~" Mu Anqi really wanted to spit out the fruit he ate.

"Not to your liking? Otherwise, I'll give you another kind." Young Master Luo picked out a red fruit.

Mu Anqi immediately shook his head, "No! Don't eat!"

After a while, I tried dancing.

Wu Muanqi is not good at anything, she has never practiced swords, but she is more good at using daggers and hidden weapons, so she will definitely not look too good at sword dancing, so she directly said, "Give up. I won't."

This time Nangong He didn't make it difficult for Mu Anqi to play, he only mentioned it in one sentence, and it was the most important part of the competition: the competition of profound strength.

Xu Nuo and He Yu, who were watching not far away, were too surprised this day. Seeing their boss shining brightly, they were so excited that they almost vomited blood.

"He Yu, do you think the boss can win in the profound strength competition?" Xu Nuo was a little worried.

"Yes." He Yu was very firm.

The profound strength competition started, and everyone moved away from the Huxin Pavilion, leaving the entire Huxin Pavilion empty for the competition.

Mu Anqi stood alone in the lake pavilion.

Today she is wearing a white dress embroidered with light red cloud patterns, her long black hair hangs down her waist, and her long skirt reaches the floor. From a distance, she looks extraordinarily immortal and indifferent.

"Let me challenge first." After the childish voice, a twelfth or thirteen-year-old girl with flower buds jumped slightly and came to Mu Anqi.

"Crescent Moon." Nangong He called softly.

Yue Ya smiled and shook her head, "Brother He, don't worry, Yue'er will be fine."

She drew her sword, "Mu Anqi, be careful! Crescent Moon's sword doesn't have eyes!"

(End of this chapter)