Chapter 1118: Masterpiece Poems
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The indifferent tone showed Su Yang's domineering character.
A group of boys also turned their heads to look over.
They all know very well what will happen to people with no background if they offend Su Yang.
I don't know how many people offended Su Yang in the city, and were casually charged by the city guards and dragged to the dungeon to torture to death.
"Hehe, Su Yang, they are all admirers of Master Lin Xiu, for my sake, forget it."
Wang Zijian, who had spoken to Lin Xiu before, came out with a smile at this time and wanted to make a round and let this matter pass.
It's just that Su Yang glanced at Wang Zijian and sneered: "Give you face? What are you! ”
In a word, Wang Zijian didn't know how to continue.
Although Wang Zijian is also a little powerful in his family, he is a distant relative of Xingjun.
But such an identity, in Su Yang's eyes, is not worth mentioning.
"What if you don't roll?"
Lin Xiu asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Do you want to test what it's like to die?"
Su Yang asked coldly.
"What about you? Do you want to try it? ”
Lin Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked rhetorically.
Suddenly, Wang Zijian suddenly found that the amiable Lin Xiu who had chatted with him before was gone.
In Lin Xiu's body, there was a strong murderous aura.
This group of boys, fights and brawls are commonplace.
There are not a few people like Su Yang who often kill people.
But they had never seen such a strong murderous aura on Lin Xiu's body.
Su Yang had a feeling in his heart that as long as he went against him again, he would immediately die on the spot.
Su Yang, who has always been strong and domineering, retreated at this time.
He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to continue talking.
Lin Xiu withdrew his gaze from Su Yang.
Look at the ship.
"Guys, get on board!"
An old voice rang out on the boat.
A group of young people, but they flew up directly.
"Damn, I really want to kill that kid."
Zhang said indignantly.
"In the middle star field, keep a low profile."
Lin Xiu shook his head.
Immediately, Lin Xiu and Zhang Qiang also flew onto the boat.
was already idle, and when he encountered the joy of selling his calligraphy, how could Lin Xiu miss it.
And although Su Yang lost face a little, he didn't leave, and still stood next to Bai Xueqing in the crowd.
An old man with pale hair stood on the deck, looking at the people on board.
"Long Bo, hurry up and take out Master Lin Xiu's masterstroke and show it to us!"
As soon as she saw this old man, Su Xueqing said impatiently.
The old man, known as Lombard, smiled and waved his hand.
A piece of paper, spread out on the table.
The sprinkled brush words, even Lin Xiu, a layman, can see that the brush words are extraordinary.
There is a sharp connotation.
And what is written on the paper is Lin Xiu's famous poem.
"Thousands of hammers are carved out of the mountains, and the fire burns as if it were idle. I am not afraid of broken bones, I just want to stay innocent in the world. ”
"As soon as you look at this trace, you know that it is the work of Master Lin Xiu!"
"That's right, only that kind of master can write such handwriting!"
One by one, the sons and brothers, around the poem, were full of praise.
And Bai Xueqing's eyes lit up, looking at the poem like a baby.
"Longbo, this poem, how many spirit stones, I want it!"
"Speaking of which, Miss Bai and I are also old acquaintances, I should have given this poem to Miss Bai, but unfortunately, for this poem, the effort spent on decay is too much." Lombard said helplessly.
"It's okay, it's all as it should be." Bai Xueqing's eyes never left the words.
"In that case, giving three hundred high-grade spirit stones is considered to be the hard work of old decay." Long Bo shook his head and said reluctantly.
Three hundred high-grade spirit stones......
Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but be surprised.
Even Bai Xueqing can't take so much.
"I'll go, boss, just let Mr. Feng don't do business, you can practice calligraphy all day long." Zhang Mad muttered quietly on the side.
Lin Xiu was also speechless, this Long Bo really dared to speak.
Three hundred high-grade spirit stones, why don't you grab them?
I expected that I was dead, so I just made a poem and said it was a masterpiece......
Anyway, there is no proof of death, and no one will debunk it.
"I bought it!"
At this moment, Su Yang spoke directly.
As he spoke, Su Yang took out a storage bag, threw it to Long Bo, and then grabbed the poems on the table.
"Xiaoxue, you and I have known each other since childhood, what you love is my love, my fair lady, good gentleman! In the future, let me take care of you. ”
Holding the poem, Su Yang confessed to Bai Xueqing.
In Su Yang's heart, he couldn't help muttering: Damn, why is this one, why didn't Master Lin Xiu write that poem about the gentleman? If you take the poem to send a little snow and read it again, won't it be done?
What he didn't know was that as long as he was willing to give Lingshi and wanted any unique poems, he could make them.
Bai Xueqing obviously didn't expect this either.
frowned and hurriedly said: "Su Yang, it's not that I don't like you, you also know, I said a long time ago that the person I like must be a man full of poetry and talent!" ”
"Why am I not a high fighter?" Su Yang said: "It just so happens that I made a poem, I want to see who is more talented than me among the people present!" ”
With a threatening gaze, he glanced at the people around him.
A group of Bai Xueqing's suitors were secretly complaining at this time.
"Ahem, listen up!"
After coughing dryly twice, Su Yang put one hand behind his back, slowly walked forward, and began to read:
"Zhongxing Domain comes to the Great Dao Star, and the talented Su Yang comes to compose poetry!
Just chant a song for Xue Qing, don't look back! ”
It's neat and neat, and it's also suitable for chasing girls.
But in front of Bai Xueqing, a talented woman who reads poetry and books, it is impossible to impress with such simple poems.
"Su Yang, in my opinion, let's talk about this matter later." Bai Xueqing frowned.
"Xiaoxue, you said it yourself, who is present to write poems that are better than me?" Su Yang said domineeringly.
"This ......"
Bai Xueqing glanced at the crowd around her.
There are many people who are usually courteous, but if you add the premise of offending Su Yang, no one wants to be a bird.
"Why are you worthy of poetry? Don't make grandpa laugh, okay! ”
An arrogant voice rang out unexpectedly.
The crowd turned their heads to look.
It was no one else who spoke, it was insolence.
Hearing Zhang Qiang's words, Lin Xiu was speechless for a moment.
scolded Su Yang before, but he just hated this kid's attitude.
People chase girls, no matter whether they succeed or not, Lin Xiu has no intention of meddling.
It's just that he can calm down, but he can't be arrogant.
Seeing Zhang Madness making trouble, Su Yang's eyes became even more gloomy.
"Can you make better poetry than I do?"
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