ancient god emperor

Chapter 46 The poetry of warriors!

The red lanterns were hung high. Although the Li family's mansion is not big, it has a small bridge and flowing water. The quaint pavilion has a kind of elegant atmosphere.

In a small courtyard in the middle of the lake, a dozen people gathered around a table, all of them were friends of Li Wenxuan.

Chu Yun looked embarrassed, because these dozen or so people were more or less elegant, as if they had stepped out of a poem.

On the contrary, Chu Yun was clothed in rough clothes, giving the image of a rough man, and their meals were extremely elegant, which did not fit Chu Yun's character at all.

"Chu Yun, eat more." As if sensing Chu Yun's embarrassment, Li Xiaoyu added some more dishes to Chu Yun's bowl.

Chu Yun smiled awkwardly and buried his head in his meal. Who knows, this scene was seen by a middle-aged elegant man next to Li Wenxuan. He frowned, as if a little dissatisfied.

"Although strength is the most important thing in the Manghuang Continent, we still need to be in awe of poetry and elegance. This little brother is too reckless!" The middle-aged man said dissatisfied.

Chu Yun's eyes focused on the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's skin was very fair, his head was a bit thin, and his figure was a bit slender. He was a little different from the men in the Manghuang Continent, with a bit more femininity.

As soon as the middle-aged man's words came out, a younger man next to him also scolded: "Looking at your appearance, you must be from a small tribe in the wild, right? Although my status is not noble, please read more, little brother!" Shi Lun, cultivate your sentiments, don't be so reckless!"

Chu Yun had a strange look on his face. He was going to be sprayed even after eating?Who did he mess with?Is it none of their business for him to eat recklessly?
A trace of anger flashed across his face, but he soon felt relieved. Scholars in ancient China all had a pedantic air, and it was unexpected that the scholars in Manghuang Continent were the same.

Li Wenxuan said: "Brother Huafeng, Brother Hong Liang, don't get angry, it's just a trivial matter, don't lose your elegance!"

Neither Hua Feng nor Hong Liang looked very good-looking. What Li Wenxuan meant was that the two of them got angry at Chu Yun, and they lost everyone's demeanor and insulted elegance.

"En!" Both Hua Feng and Hong Liang snorted coldly, and sat down to eat, the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

The dinner ended unhappily, Li Wenxuan said: "The meal is over, please come here today, firstly for a gathering, and secondly for discussing poetry and Taoism."

After saying that, Li Wenxuan invited Hua Feng and others to another unique small pavilion.

Chu Yun showed a hint of interest. He has also read several ancient poetry collections on Earth. I don't know how it is different from Manghuang Continent?

While thinking, Chu Yunye followed Li Wenxuan and the others to the chic little pavilion.

Seeing that Chu Yun also came, Hua Feng looked dissatisfied, and said: "Little brother, did you come here to talk about poetry and Taoism? It seems that people in small tribes have also learned to read and write economics."

Chu Yun's face darkened, this Hua Feng is really a mad dog, who catches and bites whom?Isn't it just a little reckless to have a meal?As for targeting everywhere?
"Can't people from small tribes listen to you talking about poetry and Taoism? Are people from small tribes destined to have nothing to do with Fengya?" Chu Yun responded with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Oh? That's okay to hear, but the people of the small tribe are still the people of the small tribe!" A loud, yin and yang voice sounded beside him.

Li Xiaoyu looked slightly annoyed, the two of them were much older than Chu Yun, and they were fighting against a junior?It's really insulting, but she can't even open her mouth to scold.

There was a mocking smile on Hua Feng's face. He looked at Chu Yun with a half-smile, and said, "Today we're talking about poetry and Taoism, so let me present a ugly one."

"When you're drunk, pick up the stamens and sniff, and you can hear the flute and drums from the other hall." Hua Feng looked at Cang Yu, with his hands behind his back, as if he wanted to show the demeanor of a great poet, and said in a cadence.

Chu Yun was stunned. The poems of Manghuang Continent are really similar to ancient China. Apart from other things, Huafeng's poems are really good, with a bit of quaint charm.

"The poems are good. I never thought that Brother Hua's accomplishments would be so amazing." Li Wenxuan's expression turned serious, as if he was moved by the poems.

Hua Feng opened his eyes and kept talking about tricks, but there was a smile in his eyes. He looked at Chu Yun with a provocative look, as if he was saying, you are a member of a small tribe, can you understand?

"I don't know how much the little brother can understand?" Hua Feng mocked. He concluded that Chu Yun must not understand, so he used this to make things difficult for him and make him look ugly!

Chu Yun chuckled, he finally knew why Hua Feng was targeting him, he just thought that he was just a member of a small tribe, he just thought that Chu Yun was just a rough warrior, he just thought that Chu Yun Shilun didn't know much about knowledge Just a big, brute force!
Huafeng's expression was full of arrogance, contempt, and a sense of superiority, which made Chu Yun feel a little angry.

Chu Yun said lightly, "Although this poem is good, I don't understand it."

Huafeng smiled, don't you understand?This was exactly what he wanted. He just wanted to say something sarcastic, but he was choked by Chu Yun's next words.

"I can't understand such rough poetry, only elegant poetry can enter my ears!" Chu Yun's eyes widened, showing a hint of sharpness, he is not a soft persimmon, he can pinch as he wants!
Hearing this sentence, Hua Feng's expression became angry. Although he said that his poetic attainments were not the pinnacle, he was considered a master in the wild. He was respected as a master of poetry, but today he was despised by a junior?
"What a big tone, dare to ask the little brother to compose a poem for us?" Hua Feng looked at Chu Yun coldly with a mocking expression, he wanted to make Chu Yun look ugly!

Li Xiaoyu's voice sounded abruptly: "That's all for composing a poem. I'm also in the mood today, so let me compose one." She knew that Chu Yun came from a small tribe in the wild. I'm afraid Shi Lun has never been in contact with things like Shi Lun, so how can he stand shoulder to shoulder with everyone like Hua Feng.

"Xiaoyu, come back later, since the little brother is elegant, let him compose poems first, then Xiaoyu, I will naturally listen to you, Uncle Hua!"

There was already a smile in Hua Feng's eyes, but it was just a little mocking. He looked at Chu Yun, and even showed a look of anticipation, not expecting Chu Yun to write a poem, but expecting Chu Yun to make a fool of himself, expecting this person from a small tribe Make a fool of yourself!

Chu Yun glanced at Huafeng, revealing a trace of disgust. Although he had never studied Shilun, there are so many classics in ancient China, it would be a great style for everyone to just pick out one!

"The head is pointed and the body is as thin and white as silver. There is no penny on the scale, and the eyes are on the buttocks. He only recognizes clothes but not people!" Chu Yun said sarcastically.

Hearing this line of poetry, Li Xiaoyu sneered, and almost laughed out loud. Her hair was pointed and her skin was white. Isn't that ironic that Huafeng only recognizes clothes and people?
Sure enough, after hearing this poem, Hua Feng looked furious, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only sneer and mock: "I thought you were so accomplished? Rough language, are you warriors so vulgar? ?!"

Chu Yun chuckled and responded, "How is the warrior? Aren't you a warrior?!"

Hua Feng was taken aback, although he wanted to refute, but he couldn't refute, no matter how elegant and sophisticated he thought he was, he was still a warrior after all!
"Arty, this is a disease, it must be cured!" Chu Yun's eyes were bright like torches, and an inexplicable aura emanated from his body, like the arrogance of a warrior!
"Warrior's Shilun, do you understand?!" Chu Yun said loudly, the poem of seven kills inexplicably appeared in his mind, and he drank it subconsciously!

"All things are born to support the people, and the people have no good to repay the sky. Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

As soon as the seven words of "killing" came out, a chilling intention emanated spontaneously, with the arrogance of a warrior, and the evil spirit of Chu Yun beheading many enemies!

"An unfaithful person can be killed! An unfilial person can be killed! An unkind person can be killed! An unrighteous person can be killed! Disrespectful, wise and untrustworthy, Daxi Wang said kill, kill, kill!"

Chu Yun's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he suddenly stepped close to Huafeng, his expression was cold, as if he had turned into a god of killing who scolded all beings for their inhumanity in his poems!
Hua Feng's expression was pale. He had already reached the second level of the divine vein, but he was still pale in front of Chu Yun's aura. He felt a domineering aura overflowing from the poems, making him feel like he was in a battlefield.

The cold, violent murderous intent swept through his body and mind at this moment, causing him to fall to the ground in fright, and it took him a long time to recover!
(End of this chapter)