City Peculiar Immortal Emperor

Jiang Feng didn't know that the Xuanshan and Guanhe mentioned in Yue Qingyi's poem were related to a major event, and they were both events of considerable influence in the ancient world.

This incident is even more unforgettable for Yue Qingyi.

It turned out that ten years ago, there was a war between the human race and the demons.

For the benefit of the human race, many people took the initiative to rush to the front and fight with the demons, causing many casualties.

At the same time, the Human Race also successfully contained the demons’ cannibalization and prevented the demons’ plans.

Among those who went to fight on the front line, there was Yue Qingyi's lover-Wen Rensong.

When Yue Qingyi knew Wen Rensong had rushed to the front line, Yue Qingyi went after him, but when he rushed to the place, he still saw the worst scene.

Wen Rensong was killed by the three Demon Kings of the Demon Race.

At this point, Yue Qingyi was separated from her lover's Yin and Yang, and she didn't say a word of parting when she died.

Yue Qingyi could never forget this incident, tears slipping whenever he thought of it, unable to control his emotions.

Speaking of "heroes and beauties", Yue Qingyi felt sensational, and she couldn't help but resounded her lover.

The time has been separated for many years, and she still remembers the face of her lover when she died.

How can we not be sad.

And this is what Misu Gong sighed just now.

In the Battle of Xuanshan that year, there were many deaths and injuries. This was also a painful lesson of the Human Race. Therefore, everyone did not want to mention it again, but remembered in their hearts that one day, one must find the monster to avenge.

Seeing that Yue Qingyi no longer said anything, and no one talked about it anymore, they hurriedly cleaned up their moods and jumped out of such a dull atmosphere.

"Okay, okay, let's not do anything else, and today we will make a toast to the girl in Yueqingyi alone." Meixu said with a toast.

"it is good!"

"Cheers!"

"For girl Yueqingyi."

Everyone toasted and drank.

In the confusion of Jiang Feng, the next order went down, and soon it was Jiang Feng's turn.

"Fuck, what can I do?" Jiang Feng felt like a horse galloping in his heart, and he didn't want to play now.

But now everyone is looking at him, it doesn't seem to work if he doesn't play.

Jiang Feng looked at Luo Xia, and Luo Xia spread her hands and expressed helplessness.

It means she can't help it.

What to do, are you about to recite a poem?

"Hey, this young man, what is your name?" Misu asked.

"Uh..." Jiang Feng hesitated, "My name is Jiang Feng."

"Oh, Jiang Feng, are you from that school?" Mei Xu nodded and asked again.

"I, I..." Jiang Feng could only make up one, "I belong to the longevity door."

After all, he had been in contact with the Changshengmen and recognized Yue Changmo, so he was not afraid of others to check.

"Changshengmen, your sect master Yue Changmo, I have said that I heard that you swallowed the Tianlong teaching a few days ago, but it has developed rapidly." Meixu was fair.

"Hey, so so." Jiang Feng smiled awkwardly.

"Since it's your turn, don't hesitate to continue, or else you won't be able to proceed." Mei Xu continued.

"Well, wait a minute, let me think about it." Jiang Feng can only bite the bullet and think about it.

Everyone's eyes were like a giant net, tightly wrapped around him, it was difficult to break free.

And there is a feeling of catching the ducks on the shelves.

He really can't write poetry.

Now there is really no way. He thought about it. Suddenly, he thought of a poem he accidentally saw in high school. It seemed that it was about heroes and beauties, and it happened to be useful.

"Hey, it's true that God lives up to me."

Jiang Feng's sad face stretched out, and he chanted: "The bright moon is near the window and the photo sheet is taken, and the heart is given to whom to play the Yaoqin. Tenderness is always on the bed, and the hero is sad for the beauty."

He groaned in a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a feeling of release.

call!

Finally he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

We also chant poems.

And these people must have never heard of this poem.

Hehe... Jiang Feng couldn't help smirking in his heart.

Luo Xia looked at Jiang Feng in surprise. She never thought Jiang Feng would chant poems, and it was great.

Suddenly he had a new perspective on Jiang Feng.

Genius!

Luo Xia's eyes on Jiang Feng changed, turning into a kind of admiration.

Almost like a little girl, she grabbed Jiang Feng's hand and asked for an autograph.

But there are so many people here, she is embarrassed.

"Oh, boy, you are really hidden. I didn't expect your literary talent to be so good. It's really wonderful." Mei Xu got up, came to Jiang Fengmen in person, and took Jiang Feng's hand. The scout suddenly found Ha Miaozi's posture, and he was so happy.

"Tenderness is always on the red face couch, the hero is sad for the beauty pass. Okay, good poem, I like this sentence, it's wonderful."

"I want to write it down, can I?"

Meixu promised.

"You can, you are free." Jiang Feng of course agreed.

Mr. Mei Xu is highly respected here, it is better to offend, that is, indirectly offends many people, and it is not worthwhile.

With a few strokes and a few strokes, Meixu public wrote the whole poem. The font is thick, and the lines are full of pride. It can be described as dragons and phoenixes. It is a rare good word, and it is a great achievement in calligraphy.

it is good!

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

Gong Meixu didn't write Yue Qingyi's poems, but wrote Jiang Feng's, and it was considered that there was no waste of pen, ink and paper.

"Your name is Jiang Feng, are you willing to mix with me? As long as you are willing, you are the guest of the City Lord's Mansion." Wei Changfeng directly threw an olive branch to attract Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was taken aback, and hurriedly said in a tactful way: "Thank you for the kindness of the city lord. At this time, let's wait for the end of the treasure-guessing conference before discussing it."

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

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng said again: "There are so many people here, I'm thinking about it for the city lord."

Originally, Wei Changfeng was very angry when he heard Jiang Feng's tactful refusal, and he was about to attack, but when Jiang Feng said so, he was relieved. It turned out to be for his sake.

Also, he is the lord of the city, and his behavior and actions are seen in the eyes of people.

"It's easy to say, then it's settled, I'll wait for you then." Wei Changfeng put on a smile.

"Little brother, you have such a literary talent at a young age, so you must be strong." Hua Lian filled Jiang Feng with a glass of wine in person.

"I don't dare to be it, I'm a weak poor boy. I just played well just now and talked nonsense." Jiang Feng shook his head again and again, trying to conceal his own light.

He knows a truth, it's better not to be too eye-catching when the gun is shot.

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

Jiang Feng suddenly felt bad, this Hua Lian seemed to have something to do.

But he saw something.

It feels weird anyway.

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

"I'm telling you, this is a good thing for me. It absolutely satisfies you, and no one else wants it."

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

"Look, do you know what this is?" Fu Daliu offered treasures.

Jiang Feng glanced into the small wooden box and saw that it was a rhizome that was about one inch long. It looked like ginseng at first glance, but it was not when it looked closely. Because the color did not match, ginseng was usually white, and this The thing is dark purple, and there is still a long, fluffy red hair growing on the surface, but I don't know what it is.

Jiang Feng shook his head, saying that he didn't know what it was.

Fu Daliu said quite mysteriously: "This is the fruit of wisdom, which I occasionally get in the forest of monsters and mists. I say that it is precious and not very precious, mainly because it is very rare. It is a rare one." ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

"If you take it, it will definitely add a lot of wisdom. If I eat this kind of thing, it is a waste. It is worth the money if you eat it."

Fu Daliu just squeezed the wisdom fruit into Jiang Feng's hands.

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

"Don’t think about rejecting it. My elder brother is very irritable, and he won’t come again if you don’t accept it. If you don’t accept it, then you will not give my eldest brother face. If you don’t give my eldest brother face, it means you won’t give me face. I'll be angry with my elder brother," Fu Ermeng said.

Yes, don't be too bad.

Jiang Feng had no choice but to dispel the thought of returning, and said: "Well then, I will accept it."

But Jiang Feng didn't rush to eat it, because he wasn't sure if there was any mystery in this.

So, let's let it go first.

Putting away the wisdom fruit, everyone is still excited about Jiang Feng's poems, and no one pays much attention to the wisdom fruit.

It seems that Wisdom Fruit does not have much appeal to them.

The bright moon closes the window to take a photo list, and the heart is given to whom to play the Yaoqin. Tenderness turns a hundred times on the confetti couch, the hero is sad for the beauty off.

Someone shook their heads and sang, slowly savoring intoxicated, it seemed to be more beautiful than fine wine.

Yue Qingyi's eyes flowed around Jiang Feng, because Jiang Feng's performance reminded her of her lover again.

Wen Rensong was also an all-rounder in civil and martial arts, martial arts can control the enemy, and Wen can become a chapter.

Jiang Feng was a little embarrassed to be stared at by Yue Qingyi, and she shifted her gaze away, but unexpectedly Hua Lian was also looking at him.

This is embarrassing, avoiding one but not the other.

At this time, Hua Lian was looking at him affectionately, her eyes burning, no, it was deep meaning, full of deep meaning.

There are stories in the eyes.

Jiang Feng didn't dare to look more, and once again looked away from him.

This time he lowered his gaze, not wanting to see anyone, so as not to encounter an embarrassing gaze collision.

It's a pity... things are counterproductive.

When he lowered his head to avoid, he came into contact with Luo Xia's gaze again.

Different from others, Luo Xia's eyes were full of jealousy, and there was even a fierce gleam of murder.

Uh... Is Luo Xia angry?

Jiang Feng scratched his head and hurriedly avoided, mother, can't he close his eyes?

At this time, Mr. Mei Xu happily knocked on the table, and everyone clapped and pushed the cup to change, without any excitement.

The renewal order continued, and good sentences were frequently published, but none of them surpassed Jiang Feng's work.

Of course, there are still some people who can't pick it up. After all, the people in the front have said all the good poems, and the people in the back can't remember it.

Until the end, Jiang Feng couldn't bear it anymore, and didn't want to play here anymore, planning to look for treasures.

When he stood up, there was a sudden noise on the second floor, and it seemed that someone was fighting.

"This room is advanced by me. Do you know how to come first, get out of it."

"I'm pooh, I'll take care of you, whoever has the strength will enter, and if you have the ability, you will beat me to the ground."

"Mother, I killed you."

"Come on, who is afraid of..."