Song Ren drank a little high, although he was in the demon clan, but he had a good conversation with Zhu San and Yuemei, and he didn't have the malicious feeling he had towards the demon clan before.

At this moment, he was provoked by the two of them, waved his hand, clicked to the page of his work, and wrote directly.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. ”

When the two of them saw it, they immediately burst into tears.

Yu Linglong and Siniang in the distance were relieved when they saw this.

"They had a lot of fun, maybe they stayed together and helped each other." Yu Linglong said.

Siniang also nodded: "I really don't know when my demon clan will be able to ......."

Rumble!

Before Siniang's words were finished, at night, the sky made a loud noise again, and then, the clouds gathered, the golden light flashed, and the sound of a god began to sound.

"The poem "Will Enter the Wine", the author A Bao, the level [good], is a model of my demon clan, I hope to make persistent efforts, and I give the blessing of the demon emperor." The golden light descended and shone on Song Ren's body, Yu Linglong and Siniang got up instantly, their eyes full of disbelief.

Yuemei shook her head, a little sober, and staggered back two steps with her wine glass.

"This, how can this be ......"

The other demon clans who were originally carnival were also shocked, this Bao's new brother, Niu.

Zhu San's face flushed: "Okay, good poetry, brother, amazing, I ...... Oops~"

Zhu San, who was also a little drunk, wanted to go to Lou Song Ren's shoulder, but was flicked by the golden light outside.

He took a sip of the wine in his mouth and threw the glass out: "I, I want it too." ”

also opened his backstage, and chose a few poems that he had prepared to keep, and wrote them with a few brushstrokes.

The light on Song Ren's side had not yet dissipated, and a voice descended from the clouds, once again condensing the will of the statue of the Wenfeng Demon Emperor.

"The poem "Yiren", the author Zhu San, the level [good], is a model of my demon clan, I hope to make persistent efforts, and I give the best wishes of the demon emperor."

Then the work of Zhu San just appeared in mid-air.

"The dream of spring is coming back in a dream, and the willows are hanging lightly that year.

When Yi asked the mountain to the poor place of the water, there was that person to follow him. ”

And there is a light shining on his body, a face of enjoyment.

All the youkai were quiet, shaking their heads as if they were dazzled.

Is it so simple to trigger the will of the Demon Emperor now?

Yu Linglong hurriedly came, staring blankly at the blessings of the two gods, the two brothers were hiding before?

Siniang even looked at Yuemei, who had completely sobered up, these two guys were so powerful.

Yuemei only triggered the will of the demon emperor for the second time after a year, and she has released a lot of poems she has made during this period.

Song Ren's face flushed after bathing the blessing of the Demon Emperor, the golden light in the sky was gone, and only Zhu San's was not yet.

He laughed: "Good brother, you, you are also here, then, then I will come again, see who has more, do poetry, I, I have not been afraid of anyone." ”

Song Ren once again wrote a longer drinking poem, drinking while writing: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky." I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to ......"

With the last sentence of 'May people live for a long time, thousands of miles together' was written, only three breaths passed, and the golden light that had originally dissipated in the sky converged again.

"The poem "Water Tune Song Head", the author A Bao, the level [Jia], is a model of my demon clan, I hope to make persistent efforts, and give the blessing of the demon emperor."

Yu Linglong looked at the [Jia] chapter in disbelief, this is already the highest evaluation of the Wenfeng Demon Emperor, this Bao's panda, after getting drunk, actually made a poem of [Jia].

After bathing in the golden light, Zhu San's was also finished, and after a sentence of 'your grandfather's', a song was released again, and the dissipated golden light came again, and it was a [good] again.

Song Ren shook his head and laughed, and said again: "The bright moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is ...... at this time."

Yu Linglong, Siniang and the demons can no longer describe the picture seen in this scene, if you can describe it in one sentence, that is: the scene is a little out of control.

In the sky above their own territory, fireworks have been set off in the middle of the night, and they are still the kind of cycle that disappears and then 'bangs'.

They were even afraid that the will of the Wenfeng Demon Emperor would rush down from above and scold: You are playing with me, I know that your brothers are talented, but can you release them for me at one time.

So far, Zhu San has been [good] five times, Song Ren has been [good] three times, twice [excellent], and twice [good].

It can be seen that Song Ren is full of stamina, as for Zhu San, he has secretly saved up for so many years, waiting for every once in a while, he will explode, and all the works that have attracted the attention of the snake king have all been spit out.

He's out of stock.

Song Ren had already written poems twice in advance, and after Zhu San finished releasing it, he woke up in an instant, and hurriedly patted his pig brain.

After the calf, he admitted that he had talent, these poems were made by racking his brains, and the original plan was to release a poem, which caused his own mother to cultivate, and then quickly learn one.

That thing is more difficult than poetry, and it can't be learned overnight, so in case of a period of time, Niangniang is in a hurry, and when she sees that she can't lay eggs just by learning, she releases a poem, causing the will of Wenfeng Demon Emperor to come, at least it can play a moderating role, so that Niangniang feels that she still has cultivation value, but it just takes time.

Now, cultivate a fart.

Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong.

"Brother Pig, why is it gone, I thought that you, you have a lot, brother, here, there is, there is a lot of inventory," Song Ren was blessed by the Demon Emperor at this moment, and the demon aura in his body became even stronger, and even some monsters saw the breath from afar, as if facing the bloodline of those high-level demon clans of the Great Commander.

Song Ren, who was interested, was very flushed, with two dark circles under his eyes and two red faces, how funny and funny he was.

"Today, brother, I'll teach you how to write, short poems are stories, and the long and million-word ones are grain and grass, and there are tens of thousands of words to do, burp~"

Song Ren staggered and almost fell, and the tables and chairs he touched overturned, but Yu Linglong stopped the others from helping him.

How could he do it?

Yes, the poems he has made are good, excellent, and good, and his perception can be seen that he has far surpassed Zhu San and Yuemei.

Song Ren smiled and found the wine jar on the table, picked it up twice, and found the system with a mouthful, deducted the money on the account, and exchanged it for the [Legend of Wukong] with only twenty chapters.

Then open the page again, register the title, and start writing hard.

"Wukong, I'm hungry, find something to eat." Tang Seng sat down on the stone and said.

"I'm busy, won't you look for it yourself? …… It's not that there are no legs. Sun Wukong said with a stick.

"I finally understand that the golden hoop stick in my hand cannot reach the sky......"

"I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this earth, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want this sentient beings to ......"

"I'm like a good girl, crying and laughing, and over time ......"

"If the heavens crush me, split the heavens, if the earth detains me......"

"Although I am a pig, I, no, Ren, you, we, slaughter!"

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