"Seal me for what?" Shen Nan's eyes lit up.

"The slave family thinks that it is most appropriate to call you a ruffian." Sister Mo giggled.

Nima, wasting my expression, looking forward to it in vain.

“... Ahem! O poet! Fairy Mo really lifted me up, I don't dare to be it, just call me the god of poetry! Shen Nan selectively backs his ears and is humble.

"Lost??" Sister Mo stared at him and smiled more unscrupulously, plumping her buttocks and breasts, which made people want to stop.

“... This brother, how can a gentleman stand in heaven and earth without faith, come! I really haven't seen a sea of self-shattering dantian qi. He just didn't hear the back to the point.

The talented man's face was pale, sweating profusely, and he turned his head to look at Cao Wei for help. "Cao Shao, save me."

"It's really better to hear than to see, Shen Gongzi's literary brilliance is the best in the world, and the poet saint and the poet god can wear it." Cao Wei didn't look at the man, nor did he plead, he came up to praise Shen Nan.

"Oh! So what does Brother Cao think I compare to Shixian? He smiled and threw out the sharp question.

"Just because you dare to speak wildly and compare your poetry talent with my master, you have to have a degree if you don't know how thick the sky is." Lin Feng sneered disdainfully, he hadn't challenged Mr. Zhuge yet, after all, the shadow of the famous tree of the people, and the think tank of the Xianwang lineage were all concentrated on dealing with Shen Nan, and he naturally didn't dare to hit the stone with an egg alone.

"Hehehe! So tell me how high the sky is? How thick is the ground? How many poems has your poet immortal master composed, how many feet of talent is the highest? ”

"Don't think that if you write a few poems, you will underestimate the people of the world, the most important thing to learn is the heritage."

"The barking of the defeated dog, is the last fig leaf you gave your master? Hahahaha! ”

Shen Nan's merciless laughter made Lin Feng's face gloomy and terrifying, and the momentum of the life pill level enveloped him. "Pay attention to your words, my master is not something you can insult."

Shen Nan shrugged, he hadn't paid attention to this bit of prestige, but although he had the airport master as a backer, it was almost the same after playing tricks and pretending to be forced, and there was no need to continue to stumble. "Tsk! It's been so long, is that who is ready? All it takes is a click, a few clicks and it's easy. ”

The scholar shook again, and remorse and resentment came to his eyes.

"No hurry! The third level is the point. "Cao Wei used the boxing chapter to show a wild and bloody fighting posture." Although the poems are beautiful, men really still have the power to protect women, otherwise they will not be able to end. So you and I are the third level. ”

"Then I'll throw in the towel!" Shen Nan's answer made many people not react for a while, obviously he was so majestic just now that he didn't even pay attention to the poet immortal, why did he immediately coax it?

"I was framed by the little prince yesterday.. Oh! The injuries and sequelae of the misunderstanding chase are not good! I can't talk about it. ”

"What about the real thoughts?" Yue'er rolled her eyes, she knew very well whether he was injured yesterday.

"Although I don't know what medicine is sold in Sister Mo's gourd, I have been around for a long time, how can I have thoughts about Sister Mo!" Shen Nan said sweet words in a wide audience, which made the talented people almost goosebumps, they had never seen such a brazen person.

"Childe, you're so nice." On the contrary, the woman who fell in love loves to eat this set, snuggling up to Shen Nan's chest regardless of other people's eyes, and her heart is as sweet as honey. "Although I don't know what the master is going to do, she should have a reason to do it, but Yue'er promises that the master will never harm the son."

I don't believe it, if I'm countless times stronger than your master, I promise that I won't hurt this stunner, do you believe it?

Sister Mo and the airport royal sister were about to say something, but Cao Wei took the lead. "I heard that you used to be a soldier, so I will challenge you with the glory of a warrior with the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty."

"Unlike your glory, I'm just a deserter, this oxcart and magpie bridge are yours, and I went back to sleep with my old wounds." Shen Nan hugged Yue'er's little waist and made up his mind that no matter what anyone said, he would leave.

But Yue'er didn't move, didn't follow him as always, but grabbed his figure.

"I know Childe doesn't care about being stigmatized as a 'deserter'! But..."Yue'er raised her head and looked at Shen Nan very seriously. "The glory of the eight sisters who sacrificed for Childe, is Childe going to give up?"

Shen Nan was silent, staring at these rather familiar and serious eyes for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh lightly. "Their glory is dedicated to the country, not moths, I can not care about myself, they can not care about themselves, but I can't not care about them."

He closed his eyes and took a long, slow breath. "Thank you, Hao Yue'er, after being a deserter for a long time, the boundaries between dignity and discipline have begun to blur."

"Hmmm! You are welcome! Oiran smiled brightly, this is her favorite man! I like his amorousness, I like his casualness, I like his ruffianism, and I like the loneliness hidden under his multi-layered mask.

"Haha! Brother Shen is so blessed! With such a beautiful and virtuous help as Miss Yue'er, I really envy us. Cao Wei grinned passionately. So, how can such a good woman let you be alone, come and fight! ”

"As you wish!" Shen Nan responded.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying,

Weijia Hai Nei Xi returned to his homeland,

Ande warriors are guarding the Quartet! ”

Cao Wei sang aloud an imperial poem "Song of the Great Wind" made by Long Zu back then. I saw that the pen and ink were written on a special paper, and a golden tornado swept the atmosphere, and came with teeth and claws.

"This is Confucianism and war poetry. I heard that it is necessary to study a war poem for a long time, understand its deep meaning, and combine it with talent and the spirit of knowing the sea to take shape. Shen Nan was quite interested in this novel power.

I thought that in the last world, he changed the magic spell to Chinese poetry, but I didn't expect that there was a similar form of magic in the Confucianism of the Tang Dynasty, and unlike the magic of the cottage, the spell cast by the Confucian war poetry is an extension of the artistic conception of the poem, which is authentic.

Although war poems generally require a long time of study and understanding by others before they can be blended with talent and spiritual power, there is only one exception, that is, the original creator of war poems, and anyone who uses their own war poems does not need to spend time to study and understand their meanings, after all, they are made by themselves, and how to understand the final interpretation is up to them.

So! Shen Nan planned to try the power of war poetry.

"The sun is shining brightly,

Thousands of mountains are like fire.

A round of heaven in an instant,

Chase away the stars and the waning moon. ”

This poem "Song of the First Day" is also an imperial poem, Shen Nan wrote while transporting spiritual power to instill the spiritual power of Yuan Zhi, and the rich talent of the poetry competition catalyzed the poems from fiction to reality, and finally a round of golden dragon swimming on the big day roared and shook the sky.