"This has caused a lot of phenomenon!"

"Ji Qiongxi, this is borrowing poetry? Who is it that makes such a talent? ”

Mr. Zhuge looked at him like a torch and muttered in his mouth. "Shen Nan!"

However, when everyone was still shocked by the scene caused by the poem, Ji Qiongxi spoke again. "Borrowing poems –

Xianglou is speechless and slanting the sun, and every house is facing the water and reflects red makeup.

The spring breeze doesn't know how to change, and still sings around the painting boat.

Moonlight-people-broken-intestines. ”

The poem is completed, the big waves rush to the sky, and the peach forest dances for miles.

But Ji Qiongxi is not finished yet. "Borrowing poems –

Xianglou is speechless and slanting the sun, and every house is facing the water and reflects red makeup.

The spring breeze doesn't know how to change, and still sings around the painting boat.

Who - comes, sighs, rises, dies! ”

Ten miles of peach forest are all shaken, in the center of the peach forest a huge colorful peach butterfly led countless peach butterflies to dance in the sky above the ten miles of peach forest, sometimes lingering and compassionate, sometimes worried about the country and the people, rendering the whole sky as far as the eye can see.

Everyone raised their heads speechlessly, imprinting this beautiful one in the depths of their minds, which may be unforgettable in this life.

"I remember, this is a poem written by Shen Nan, who was invited by Miss Mo Yue'er to be the guest of the curtain in Qincheng a few days ago."

"No wonder it sounds familiar."

Ji Qiongxi held her head high, as if it was natural for these poems to cause such a response, and she respectfully asked Mr. Zhuge for advice. "Please appreciate it, sir."

"The first poem of Zhenguo, every sentence is beautiful, I have to say that the people who make these poems advocate nature, have tenderness in them, and have the world in their hearts." Mr. Zhuge gave a very high evaluation. "Just like that month..."

When everyone listened carefully to Mr. Zhuge 's appreciation and explanation, Shen Nan looked around proudly and found the strange appearance of the colorful peach butterflies in the air!

"Huh? What is that peach butterfly doing? ”

I saw a colorful silk thread like a rainbow spraying out of its mouth in the peach butterfly dance, interspersed and intertwined into the shape of a silk chrysalis.

"It's the butterfly queen here, and it's about to advance." Mr. Zhuge immediately saw the clue. It should be Qiong Xi's great talent triggered by continuous poetry before that made her find a chance. It's just that the decision she made in a hurry was probably a little lacking. ”

This is a great opportunity! Shen Nan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his head turned quickly.

"I'll give it a hand!" Mr. Zhuge groaned loudly.

"Young people are easy to learn and old people are hard to become,

An inch of time is not light,

Unaware pond spring grass dream,

The sycamore leaves in front of the stairs have autumn sounds. ”

This is an inspirational and encouraging persuasion poem, which is perfect for the butterfly queen who is advancing at the moment, so easily, her name as the first strange woman in the Tang Dynasty is worthy of the name.

The talent of this inspirational poem immediately made the butterfly queen speed up the pupa weaving speed as if she had eaten the Shiquan Great Tonic Pill, and the ten-mile peach tree swayed to express her gratitude.

"Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be remembered by Wan Wan, but it was already clear at the time. ”

The faint voice came from the depths of the peach forest.

Mr. Zhuge is inspirational and inspiring, and this one is related to the butterfly itself, and its meaning and talent are enough to shake the earth.

The words fell, the peach blossom peach butterfly composed of this piece of heaven and earth for it to shake, and the butterfly suddenly let out a roaring sound that seemed to be ecstatic, all the peach butterflies in the peach forest were gathered towards the butterfly queen, the butterfly queen resolutely flew out of the silk cocoon that had been revealed before abandoning most of it, and wrapped its own people, and it itself re-spit out a phantom blue like water jade filament, with a very illusory rapid formation of a complete cocoon chrysalis to wrap itself and the first silk cocoon at the same time.

In the end, the cocoon chrysalis of phantom blue like water jade floated illusory in the blue sky and blue sky, hidden without a trace, and even Mr. Zhuge could not detect it.

This great gift, look forward to the spring in the near future! A smile appeared on the corner of Shen Nan's mouth. He just talked about it, but it was a valuable gift to the butterfly queen, and this business was worthy of it.

Mr. Zhuge looked at Shen Nan deeply for a long time, shook his head and chuckled.

And the talented women are still immersed in the beauty of that poem and the butterfly dream.

....

After three days, a group of talented people and talented women from Jinling Confucian and Wu Private School finally came to the center of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the most prosperous, the broadest and the most beautiful - Yuhang.

"The Qixi Festival Poetry Meeting will be held on the shore of West Lake the day after tomorrow, today is not early, everyone rests early, and tomorrow you can freely visit the famous places in Yuhang."

Jinling Confucian Private School naturally also has accommodation in Yuhang, and each student has a separate courtyard.

Shen Nan was Luo Yongxiao's scholar, so he was naturally arranged in a room in his small courtyard.

It was already dusk, and Shen Nan was kneeling cross-legged on the bed as if he was cultivating seriously.

In fact, he had already wandered out of the world and entered the small black room with the fragment of the Taoist book.

Erha is cultivating hard with the support of Shen Nan's resources, and his cultivation aura is steadily rising.

The Frost Clam and the One-Horned Giant Bull were still seriously injured and wilted, and there was no aura for them to absorb and recover in the small black house they were.

On the other side, the little dragon girl who was also seriously injured was hovering at the moment, her upper height was noble and dignified, and the concentration of aura in the small black house where she was equal to the concentration of Yuhang's aura, connecting the space around Shen Nan, and not letting the people in the small black house come out of this kind of thing, the little black house could still do it, after all, people were professional 'imprisoned play'.

"Finally woke up! If you don't wake up, I'm going to give you artificial respiration! Shen Nan's meta-consciousness consciousness appeared in the small black room, similar to the virtual projection of Black Feather.

The little dragon girl opened her noble and beautiful eyes and fixed her eyes on the man with a bad smile. "Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Shen Nan raised his eyebrows and asked.

The little dragon girl's eyes flashed. "You don't know who I am, you dare to save me."

"You don't know who I am, so you dare to ask me for help?" Shen Nan continued to raise his eyebrows.

"I just broke through the space and was dragged from here, not specifically asking you for help?" The little dragon goddess is calm and noble, and the eyes that look at Shen Nan are also unchanged. "You have my dragon treasure on you, who are you?"

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, the Tang people call the jade hand destroying the flower, and the people in the rivers and lakes call Shen Nan who is slaughtered by the bloody hand."

"I haven't heard of it." The little dragon girl shook her head.

"You dragon clan don't mix in the human society of the Tang Dynasty, it's normal that you haven't heard of it, but I have the reputation of the 'male god' with Mo Yue'er, the first flower of the Tang Dynasty, Mr. Zhuge of the first strange woman of the Tang Dynasty, and Su Lanzhu, the first master of the Tang Dynasty. ”

The little dragon girl's face was slightly strange, and she couldn't help but shake her head and smile. I see, it's the little woman who is lonely and unheard, just looking at the degree of condensation of your Yuan Sense, I'm afraid that you have just entered Ning Yuan, how did you save me from the hands of the Desert Killing Holy Ancestor? ”

"Hey, hey! I am not only the first handsome of the Tang Dynasty, but also the first genius of Shenzhou, killing the Holy Ancestor in a mere way..."Shen Nan's smile stiffened, and the thinking circuit of his brain paused slightly, and he suddenly jumped up. "Damn... Cup Mo stop killing the Holy Ancestor, Master Mo Yue'er, the first killer and the first master of Shenzhou, you.. You're not kidding, are you! ”