"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!"

"In just a few lines of this poem, the posture of the willow tree is vividly described!"

"It's worthy of Situ Zhenguo... This kind of skill is absolutely comparable to other people. ”

"Even if they are the elders of their own clan, I'm afraid there are few people who can have such a demeanor. ”

"The most important thing is that the poem is a poem for the occasion. It's quickness, and it's about difficulty, and it's even more so than ordinary poetry... ”

"It's a pity that this poem doesn't describe spring in the whole poem, let alone the finishing touch!"

"And although the literary spirit is six inches high, if you want to break through nine inches and become a town country, you are bound to ascend to the sky!"

Listening to Situ Xing's "Yongliu", Kong Xiangdong couldn't help shaking his head, his mouth slightly open, as if shocked, and like taste, but he still felt a little disapproving.

The sentence is nothing more than that...

Obviously, Jiang Lang is exhausted!

There are not a few people who have such thoughts, after all, although Situ Xing's "Yongliu" has a beautiful artistic conception and a strong breath of life, it is much worse than "Spring Resentment" in terms of concept and weather.

The most important thing is that there is not a single spring character in the whole text, how can such a poem melt 800 miles of ice?

Therefore, everyone's expression is very low, and some people's eyes show despair.

Situ Zhenguo, there is no way... Who else can have a way, this time it is really a catastrophe!

As this sentiment spreads, the morale of the army plummets, and even the flags and war drums in the air, which symbolize the cohesion of the army, have become much more illusory...

If it weren't for the suppression of military orders, I am afraid that there would have been a rout in the army long ago.

However, if there is no way to change it, it is only a matter of time before the morale of the army is allowed to be weakened and the army will be defeated on a large scale...

。。。

"Haha!"

"Situ Zhenguo is nothing more than that. ”

"It's better to be famous than to meet... ”

"Ben Jiang said, how can his prison sentence be reversed?"

"This is the general's luck, as long as he defeats Situ Xing, the general will not only be able to show his face in front of the dragon monarch, but also be famous all over the world, and the believers who worship the general are like carp crossing the river!"

Looking at everyone's expressions as if they were constipated, the catfish general hidden under the water couldn't help but open his mouth and laughed unbridledly.

"Little ones!"

"All dressed up, I will take you to the water to boast!"

"No!"

"No!"

Listening to the catfish general's words, the faces of the other spirits also showed indescribable excitement.

Kuagong is a special ritual.

Whenever an army is victorious, it will boast. One is to publicize meritorious deeds and deter the enemy, and the other is to raise morale and solidify the morale of the army.

However, these boasts were made after the end of the war.

When the war was not over, the catfish general boasted about his merits, and he was so contemptuous of Situ and others...

"General!"

"Isn't there something wrong with boasting now... ”

Looking at the catfish general who was full of confidence and wanted to praise his achievements in advance, it seemed that the old man's turtle spirit couldn't help but show a little hesitation in his eyes, and his voice became hesitant.

"Wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"Old turtle, do you think that Si Tu's sentence can still be reversed against the wind?"

Listening to the catfish general's questioning, the old turtle couldn't help but be silent.

Although Situ only read and recited three lines of poetry, he didn't think that the fourth line of Situ Xing's poetry could be turned around strongly...

However, he was cautious by nature, and he still thought that for the sake of safety, he should wait for Situ Xing's poems to be fully read before they surfaced.

However, how could the catfish general, who was eager to boast about his achievements, change his mind because of a few words from the old turtle?

Therefore, the catfish general did not listen to the old turtle's advice this time, but waved his hand a little impatiently.

"Old turtle!"

"You're fine with everything, but you're too cautious... All day long, but seek no merit, not merit!"

"It is precisely because of this that you are constantly surpassed by young people. Until now, he is just an obscure subordinate officer!"

Listening to the catfish general's humiliating words, the old turtle's face couldn't help but turn blue, and there was indescribable shame in his eyes. The palm of the thin hand that was like dry wood was clenched into a fist, and the qi and blood around him were even more agitated, and he couldn't wait to hammer the big face of the catfish general into meat paste.

But, in the end, he held back...

It's not that I'm worried that I'm not the opponent of the catfish general.,But I'm afraid of angering the old dragon.。。。

The waters of Beijun are all respected by the old dragon, even if he has a trace of Xuan Turtle blood, he does not dare to make a mistake.

Of course, it's more about the relationship between personalities, the old turtle's character is too forbearing, and it is precisely because of this that there is no flesh...

In the end, even some spirits whose cultivation is not as good as him dare to bully.

"Humph!"

Seeing the qi and blood in his whole body disperse, his eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were pleasing to his eyes, like a dragon turtle of a little daughter-in-law, the catfish general couldn't help but sneer a few times.

Even if the blood is pure?

Even if it's a high level of cultivation?

In the end, isn't it subservient to yourself?

Thinking of this, he became more and more concerned about Long Jun's affairs, because he understood that everything today was given by Long Jun.

If it weren't for Long Jun's weight, he wouldn't be able to say that he was still living in a pond now.

"Little ones!"

"Let's go!"

"Praise Parade!"

"We must let the people of Beijun know our majesty!"

"No!"

"No!"

With a dull answer, the otherwise calm ice suddenly cracked, and the river mixed with ice rose into the sky like a fountain.

The catfish general, dressed in armor, riding a sea beast, and holding a frost orb, is amazingly powerful under the support of the spirits.

There are dozens of bronze drums being beaten at the same time, the grand drum sound, like a muffled thunder, where it passes, the world is clear...

Obviously, the spirit-pounding bronze drums weren't extraordinary.

"What is this?"

"What is this?"

Looking at the array that suddenly appeared above the water, as well as the catfish general in armor, everyone's pupils couldn't help but shrink. After a while, they seemed to come back to their senses, looked at each other in disbelief, and asked as if in a whisper:

"Are they boasting?"

"Seems to be, right?"

The person next to him said with some disbelief.

"Damn it!"

"How dare they!"

"How dare they be so presumptuous ... ”

Kong Xiangdong's face suddenly turned red, as if he had been humiliated by some kind of humiliation. Although the others did not show such excess, there was a little more anger in their eyes.

Disgrace!

This is an unprecedented shame!

Unexpectedly, it was praised in advance... However, to everyone's surprise, General Catfish and others boasted about their merits, and Situ Xing's face was not only humiliated, but there was a trace of indescribable excitement...

It's finally out!

I'm not afraid that you will boast about your merits, but I am afraid that you will not come...