After the end of the literary meeting, Xia Zhilan, the 'Xia Gongzi', won comprehensively, and after the end, these poems spread rapidly, and some people hurriedly wanted to add Xia Zhilan as a friend to discuss the poems together, and even see if they could write together.

Recently, the poetry flow of "Confucianism and Taoism" is so popular, I have a plot direction, you have a genius poetry brain, we cooperate, it may not be impossible to get out of the boutique.

It's a pity that Xia Zhilan and Ke Fat Song Ren left in a hurry, and they were secretly blocked and covered by the masters of the royal family.

Inside the prison, the three of them stood in front of the cage and looked at the three pigs inside.

Although Xia Zhilan won it, it was impossible for her to ask such an ugly demon clan with a low bloodline, and it might be an insult between the two parties to threaten other demon clans.

Even if this pig demon can compose poems, is it powerful with his own Brother Song?

She now admires Song Renke's five-body throw, and she feels, it feels like the last time, on the flying boat, she met the author of the legendary 'has the ability to beat me', and let her sign it.

It turns out that in addition to being outstanding in music and acting skills, Brother Song is so proficient in poetry.

If he writes with his mind, coupled with the guidance of famous teachers, he will definitely be able to achieve high-quality products and even be famous for centuries.

Ke Pang didn't pay attention to Xia Zhilan's eyes looking at Song Ren, which were already quietly changing, and even had something else, but patted his belly and looked at Zhu San in the cage.

These two body types are too similar.

Song Ren didn't say anything, his hands were gently placed on the cage, and he looked at the trembling Zhu San inside.

"I used to have a friend who was very similar to you," After a long time, Song Ren spoke, this is still the territory of Dianmo Building, and there are Xia Zhilan and Ke Pang next to it, and there are some things that can't be said.

As Song Ren finished speaking, Ke Pang suddenly lowered his face and looked at Song Ren.

My Brother Song, what do you mean.

Zhu San is in a cage, and he has always remembered the words of the century-old writer Zhu Wen, whether he can survive or not depends on how the first place in this literary meeting disposes of him.

He also saw it throughout the whole process, it was the white-skinned 'son' next to him who won the first prize, but the three of them stood here, but it was this son who was faintly leading.

"That's a coincidence," Zhu San looked at Ke Fat.

Ke Pang suddenly raised his nose and kicked on the cage: "What do you see, haven't you ever seen a handsome guy like me in the human race?" ”

Zhu San smiled suddenly, as long as he can live, he can't do anything, and there is hope.

He looked at Song Ren: "This lord, I am really just an inferior demon clan, and my cultivation is so low, I have never hurt a human race, I just yearn for this kind of poetry of your human race, so I study modestly, and my knowledge has no race."

As long as the adults don't kill me, I will study better, and on some of your other occasions, I will definitely win glory for you, and I can't even compare with the playthings you received, let alone you. ”

Hearing Zhu San's flattering words, Ke Pang and Xia Zhilan's eyes suddenly lit up, it was not a matter of fighting for face, but that this pig demon's brain was so clear.

Knowledge knows no race.

It's interesting, it's really interesting.

Then they looked at Song Ren, after all, all this was won by Brother Song, how to deal with him depends on him.

Song Ren looked at Zhu San's words like survival, not a little happy, but a little uncomfortable, as a friend.

Friends are not racial.

When I first met this guy, because he was fat and ugly, and because of his low blood level, no one paid attention to him, because the panda he had transformed was similar in size, so he talked to him all the time, and even taught him how to avoid and contribute when he met a soulless corpse.

When he was reused by the wolf demon, he didn't forget to pull him.

He even drank and wrote poems with him around the campfire.

A foreign race that everyone wants to shout and kill, falls on the territory of the human race, and believes that 100% no one will save him, if he wants to live, he can only compromise, which is very compatible with Zhu San's consistent style of poetry.

Song Ren nodded: "Okay, your idea is very good, hey, outside, help open the cage door, I will take this demon clan away." ”

Song Ren shouted outside the dungeon.

Half an hour later, Song Ren left with Zhu San and Xia Zhilan.

Zhu San was given the mark of disobeying his master's orders or having other motives, and he was bound by a thick iron chain around his hand, which was held in the palm of Song Ren's hand.

As a person from Kyoto, I have long been surprised by such a scene, but I have never seen such an ugly scene.

Normally, many of the big families in Kyoto bring different demon clans from all over the world for training, and then open a fighting arena to fight each other, or compete with humans and beasts, bet and so on for fun.

It's also a form of entertainment.

You see in the cage in front of you, there are some captured demon clans locked up, and there is a foul smell under the linen.

After walking for a while, looking at the splendid palace complex in the distance, Song Ren suddenly stopped and turned to look at Xia Zhilan and Ke Fat.

"I'm not going back, I've been here in Kyoto for a while, and then I want to go to a place to be quiet, so let's separate here."

Xia Zhilan, who originally thought about letting her father give an order and let Master Zhuang teach Song Ren to teach knowledge, was stunned for a moment, without any mental preparation.

"No, Brother Song, you ......" Xia Zhi's blue face suddenly changed.

Ke Pang was overjoyed, but he still hurriedly said: "Brother Song, what are you doing, don't you look down on us, don't you think we can't take care of us well?" ”

Song Ren smiled: "I really have something, and your father is happy to let me go, this is all said before, there will be a chance in the future, we will meet again, rest assured, I am still a celebrity on the Internet, if you need anything, contact me, or go to Linghua Pavilion to find me." ”

Of course Song Ren has to leave, he has to report the situation here to the teacher, and he has to send Zhu San back, and then he will go to the Chaos God Sea, and for two months, he wants to stay there to accompany Su Youwei.

If it really doesn't work, he has to make some moves.

The girl who was in the Heavenly Demon Sea and quietly gave him the origin of the secret realm couldn't just leave this world.

There are so many beautiful people and things in the world, but we haven't seen enough.

Xia Zhilan bit her lip lightly and lowered her head, pinching her fingers together, grinding her toes against the ground, and didn't say a word.

Ke Pang looked left and right, this situation is not right.

Hurriedly said: "Since Brother Song has something important, we can't bother, it's okay, I miss you in the future, we will go to Linghua Pavilion to find you." ”

Song Ren looked at Xia Zhilan's appearance, as well as Ke Fat, who kept squeezing his eyebrows and making eyes at him, and as soon as he turned his hand, a violin and a few sheet music scores appeared.

"I've given it to you, when you can get these scores smooth, maybe we'll be able to meet again."

Xia Zhilan carefully took the violin, touched it gently, and then nodded emphatically, and finally burst into laughter.

"It's a deal."

"It's a deal!"