Sword Venerable Ling Tian

No wonder that Duanmu Lei wanted to compare poems with Zuo Xiao. This guy gave it for nothing. "Hehe, Young Lady Murong, didn't you just say, don't you come to this Rising Sun Tower? Why are you still coming with us?"

At this moment, Cao Changqing and Su Su came up behind them.

Murong Zining's face was cold, he was already angry with Ling Tian, ​​and now he is even more unwilling to pay attention to Cao Changqing.

Cao Changqing was a little embarrassed, but soon saw Ling Tian in front of everyone.

Only then discovered that this group of people seems to be headed by Ling Tian?

This doesn't seem to be Murong Zining's character.

However, at this time, Cao Changqing really discovered that this man named Ling Tian, ​​how does it look more handsome than himself?

Not only that, at this time Ling Tian's body, if there is a sword intent surrounding it, it should be a sword cultivator!

For a time, Cao Changqing's jealousy grew like wild grass.

"Oh, what did I say, it turns out that this friend of yours is coming?"

"What am I talking about? This person is really good at camping and climbing. I've caught up to the rising sun building!"

"However, Zuo Xiao is the youngest son of a reckless man. Apart from brute force, he has no strengths!"

"It's really possible , Can make you fool you!"

"But today, I am afraid that your master will be humiliated."

Cao Changqing hugged his shoulders and said with a smile.

"Hehe, is that right?"

"I see, not necessarily."

Ling Tian shook the head, since I encountered it.

Then he will not leave it alone.

He absolutely did not allow the sunglasses he made to fall into the hands of the Egret Academy.

"Not necessarily? Murong, your friend is really stiff!"

Cao Changqing raised his eyebrows, didn't expect this Ling Tian, ​​how dare he even dare to talk?

"If you say it's not possible, it's not possible, do you have an opinion?"

Murong Zining coldly said.

"You!"

"Okay, we'll just wait and see!"

Cao Changqing was angry and blushed, so he stopped talking.

In the box, Zuo Xiao frowned and groaned, but apart from being big and round, he really couldn't say anything.

"That's all, my... let me think about it, so, you come first!"

Zuo Xiao is still smart, just way.

"Okay, I won't bully you, just do what you say!"

Duanmu Lei walked with his hand in hand, and walked seven steps before the window, then turned around happily .

"Yes!"

"Zuo Family, you can listen well!"

Duanmu Lei white clothed long sleeves, chic and elegant.

Raising the palm, a poem came out in a hurry.

Traveling in the wind without incident, go up to the tall buildings at night.

The cloud is full of the moon and the moon is like practice, and the water is cold like autumn.

The sound fell, outside the rising sun building, above the Dongting lake, the moonlight ripples disturbed, as if the moonlight gathered and fell on Duanmu Lei in front of the window.

And around his body, there is also a cold air current.

Controlled by Duanmu Lei between his hands.

Immediately, the egret Academy veteran with the piano held the ancient zither horizontally in front of him, and Duanmu Lei projected the airflow over, and a bleak sound of the piano sounded.

In a short time, many people were moved.

At this time, Duanmu Lei stood in front of the window with his hands shouldered.

Like a lonely peerless Young Master, a group of women present clasped their hands, intoxicated.

Duanmu Lei is pregnant with Dao Body, although he is not the first among the freshmen of the Egret Academy.

But it is also ranked second.

Martial Dao innate talent is outstanding, family background, handsome, and now it is brimming over with talent.

If you can't be admired, it's a ghost.

"Okay! Good poem!"

"Yes, although this poem looks simple, it contains a great way!"

"Duanmu It took Young Master just seven steps to become a poem. This talent is worthy of being a freshman at the Egret Academy. It is truly remarkable."

After a long while, it fell with the sound of the piano.

The crowd started clamoring.

But it's overwhelming, full of admiration.

"Brother Ling Tian, ​​what is the poem of this guy, I am a rough person, how do I feel this poem, light and water, every bird smell!"

Yuan scratched his head fiercely.

He is the same as the freshmen of Dragon-Tiger Academy, frowning, obviously not seeing what is good about this poem.

"It is indeed rubbish."

Ling Tian shook his head, and the evaluation was done in one step.

That is rubbish.

That's all that was confused by the appearance of Duanmu Lei, and all those present were holding the smelly feet of the Egret Academy.

"Hehe, it's ridiculous. You, a mountain villager from the west, dare to comment on the dísciple of the Egret Academy Freshman Ranked 2nd?" "Do you know poetry?" "

When Cao Changqing heard this, he couldn't help it.

Secretly thought that Ling Tian wanted to flatter Zuo Family, and what he did was really disgusting.

Dare to say that Duanmu Lei’s poems are rubbish?

Don’t he know that Duanmu Family is a well-known wealthy family in South China City. Everyone?

Ling Tian gave Cao Changqing a sideways glance, "I will give you a chance later, try? ""Laughing, why, are you worthy to compete with me? Earth Immortal 8th layer cultivation base is good, but I am the son of City Lord Mansion. The gap between you and me is too big. "

Cao Changqing is still smiling.

"Hehe, what do you want to try?" Poetry? "

"Tell you, Young Master Cao’s poems were once sent to the Bailu Academy, and the deputy director was amazed. If it weren’t for him to accompany me to Jinghong Academy, I’m afraid. It is the new Peak who has already become the Egret Academy. "

"You have nowhere to compare to Young Master Cao. "

Na Susu also has a proud look.

Ling Tian is so good-looking.

But what annoys her is this Ling Tian from the very beginning, I never saw her straight.

Why, don’t you have the beauty of Murong Zining?

Furthermore, even Ling Tian What can you do if you have no family background, no background, don’t you have to rely on flattery to cling to the powerful?

"Hehe, this girl, really knows Divine Vision pigs. "

Ling Tian still didn't look back at her.

"che, Master Cao Young is the pearl. "

Su Su raised his head.

Yuan Meng: "Pig? Brother Ling, are you talking about the kind with hairy? "

"Heizi, smart! "

Ling Tian patted Yuan Meng's shoulder, the two looked at each other, haha ​​smiled.

The expression on Cao Changqing's face turned into a pig liver color.

"Rong Yin, what do you mean by Duanmu Lei's poem, okay? "

"Looking at it, it has several points of already. "

The door of the Qitian Academy upstairs is open.

A female disciple from the Academy asked.

In the box, the pen is sitting The woman in front of the window is still looking at the painting in front of her, and she hasn’t started writing for a long time.

It’s just that if someone takes a closer look, you will find that the painting follows the painting of this woman. , Unexpectedly rippled one after another rays of light, and diffused.

That round of bright moon, like the outside on Dongting Lake, is lifelike.

It turns out that this blue clothed woman will be alive.

Formation is blended into the painting, and the illusion of the bright moon is produced.

However, such Formation accomplishments are enough to make people breathtaking.

When someone asked, the blue clothed woman was sitting upright.

Don’t move, don’t look back.

"Trash. "

There are only two short words.

But it is the same as Ling Tian downstairs.