Fang Yun smiled and said, "Then Fang Mou will be ugly." It's just a poem, but what about the outside world?"

"Husband!" Yang Yuhuan hurriedly reminded, and the rest of the women also looked at Fang Yun with concern, hoping that Fang Yun would not be angry.

Fang Yun smiled and said: "I not only have to write poems, but also have my private soldiers write an article to the editorial review institute of Wenbao to record the visit to the Women's Society." ”

"Fang Xusheng, if you do this, I'm afraid you will have to take a big risk. Yang Xunlou frowned slightly.

"So what? whatever is good for the Terrans, I will do it with all my might. Fang Yun didn't care.

Anyone who is one step ahead of the world may be considered crazy, but in the end, there will be great gains.

"You are fighting against all scholars, even if you are a Void Saint, you may not be in a good position. Yang Xunlou was afraid that Fang Yun would make an irreparable mistake.

"It's an old-fashioned scholar," Fang Yun corrected, "When I went to Ning'an County, I once said to my own people that I didn't come to Ning'an to be a good official that bureaucrats like!

"...... you" Yang Xunlou looked at Fang Yun and was speechless.

The rest of the women looked at Fang Yun and suddenly understood why so many ordinary people liked this person, why just hearing that Ji Zhibai wanted to eliminate Fang Yun's influence caused ninety percent of Ning'an's young men to attack the county government with weapons, and they also suddenly understood why Fang Yun raised his arms and shouted, and tens of thousands of scholars were willing to go to Ning'an and go to the north.

Some people may not need Fang Yun, but the Terrans do.

Fang Yun glanced at everyone and smiled, "You guys are thinking too seriously about this matter. In other words, the real people with lofty ideals of the human race have vaguely judged some signs, but they can't do anything. Once someone comes forward, things will become clear. Born as a human race and ranked as a void saint, Fang Mou should stand up at this moment, that's all. ”

Su Xiaoxiao said softly: "You can't even do it as a half-saint, but you ......"

"If I'm doing something wrong. If the demi-saint is wrong, it means that the overall strength of the human race will drop by nearly 10%! I know that some of you resent the demi-saint in your heart, but they can't be wrong. Fang Yun sighed lightly, since he became the Lord of Blood and experienced being mistaken for death, he had vaguely understood some of the actions of the demi-saints.

Standing above hundreds of millions of people, taking a wrong step. will fall into the endless abyss along with hundreds of millions of people.

Many women bowed their heads slightly, not knowing whether they didn't want to offend the demi-saint, or whether they were convinced by what Fang Yun said.

"Queue up!, please Fang Xusheng to inspect the women's students!" Yang Xunlou's voice sounded.

The women from all over the school immediately gathered quickly, neatly and neatly, although there was a gap with the elite soldiers in the army, but they were not inferior to the ordinary government army and county army.

Fang Yun nodded lightly.

Yang Xunlou asked: "Wait a minute, I'll go find someone to get pen and ink." ”

"No hassle. I've got it all here. Fang Yun said, swallowing the seashell and emitting a light. A table appeared in front of him, and the inkstone turtle was on it.

The inkstone turtle probe probed and looked around, revealing a curious appearance, while the little ink girl was a little scared, and dived into the ink and didn't dare to come out until Fang Yun's fog butterfly flew over the inkstone turtle. The little witch quietly showed her head and looked around.

The women present all heard that Fang Yun had three kinds of strange things in heaven and earth, Yan Turtle, Ink Girl and Fog Butterfly, and they were envious and curious, staring at the three strange things intently.

The inkstone turtle tilted its head proudly, and slowly crawled on its four legs on the table. Don't take many beauties in your eyes at all.

The slave jumped onto the table from Yang Yuhuan's arms, stretched out his little paw and pressed the head of the Yan turtle, looking down majestically, as if to be honest, don't make trouble.

The inkstone turtle looked at the slave aggrievedly, as if he was saying that he knew how to bully me.

The ink girl snickered.

The women in the neighborhood didn't expect it to be so funny, and several little girls even giggled.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table were complete, and Fang Yun wanted to use ordinary pen and ink, but thinking that this was the first time he had composed poems for the Women's Society, and he needed to be more solemn, so he took out a university scholar Wenbao pen, dipped it in the ink of the inkstone, and picked a piece of Jingguo imperial rice paper.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun picked up the pen and wrote.

Sassy and heroic holding knives and guns,

The first light of dawn shines on the exercise ground.

The sons and daughters of China have many strange aspirations,

I don't love red makeup, I love arms.

The women here are all proficient in poetry, and when they saw the last sentence, they couldn't help but be amazed. The sentence "I don't love red makeup and love arms" is simply the finishing touch, which very accurately interprets all the actions of the women of the Women's Club, and also interprets the dreams in their hearts.

This kind of precise choice of words and sentences has always been loved by readers throughout the ages, often simple but timeless, simple but sincere.

The women present also write poems on weekdays, wanting to show their ambitions, but today when they saw the sentence "I don't love red makeup and love arms", I understood what the finishing touch is and what is the magic in the ordinary.

And the word "Qizhi" highly praised the behavior of "not loving red makeup and loving arms", which is the attitude of the void saint, which makes many women extremely moved.

However, these women didn't have time to think about it anymore, and after the whole poem was written, they saw a treasure of light appear on the paper.

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect Fang Yun to make a war poem,

At the same time, two strange cries suddenly came from the sky, a dragon roar and a phoenix groan.

Eventually, the complete treasure light appeared on the page, and there was a hand-me-down treasure light, which meant that as long as it was Hanlin, it could learn and use this battle poem.

Everyone was puzzled, because this poem should have been written in the early morning sun, and the women practiced with knives and guns on the school field, just training rather than fighting, and there was no intention of killing, and it didn't look like a protective war poem.

The thoughts of the people were fleeting, and the pages were burning.

The page carrying this poem turned into a small firebird, like a legendary phoenix.

I saw the phoenix raise its head, look up to the sky and cry, and then explode with a bang, forming a ring of red light that swept across the school field, affecting everyone.

Many instinctively retreated or blocked with their arms, but then, a peculiar scene appeared on the school grounds.

Every woman present glowed a faint red light, and there was a small phoenix symbol faintly on her neck.

"What's going on......"

"The sword and shield seem to have become lighter, no, it's my strength that has increased. ”

"I was very tired just now, but now I seem to have inexhaustible strength. ”

For the first time, these women felt the power of war poetry.

Fang Yun and the four Jinshi private soldiers looked at each other, because the five men had no red light on them, and they were completely unaffected by this new war poem.

"Can this war poem only enhance women?" asked a jinshi softly.

Yang Xunlou said suddenly: "I understand, the so-called 'dawn of dawn' is not the morning sunshine, but Fang Xusheng brought light to the Women's Society." The power of this war poem is close to that of the expedition poem, not to attack, but to inspire, specifically to strengthen our women's bodies, so that our strength can catch up with men!"

"Oh my God, this is the first war poem for a woman in the Terrans!" one woman exclaimed.

"Since there has never been, wouldn't that Fang Xusheng create another battle poem and achieve two poetry ancestors?"

"No, this war poem does not have the treasure light of the poet, and it still has to be included in the expedition poem. ”

"In our hearts, Fang Xusheng is the poet ancestor of women's war poems!".

(To be continued.) )