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Li Wanting frowned slightly, looking a little worried, Xu Meng comforted a little, and frowned, it has been half an hour since she went out, and it is time to come back.

Could it be that something is going on? Suddenly thinking of the shepherd he and the others met on the road, the uneasiness in his heart increased a little.

When I saw it before, I felt that something was wrong, and there was an evil aura all over my body, but when I looked closely, there was no trace of cultivation.

And there is something wrong with the sheep, it is obviously a sheep bark, but it makes people's hearts cold, as if it is not a sheep, but the scream of the same kind.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, Xu Meng got up and wanted to go out to look for it.

"Xu Hao, I want to fight poetry with you!"

Zhao Feng pointed at Xu Hao and shouted loudly, everyone was stunned for a while, no one has raised this kind of thing for several years.

It's too hurtful to each other's previous feelings, if there is no deep hatred, generally won't fight poetry.

Hearing that Zhao Feng was going to fight with Xu Hao, everyone's eyes were on the two of them, and their faces were a little excited.

Xu Meng turned his head and looked at Zhao Feng, frowning, he was now thinking about going out to find Amber and the two, how could he have time to play a game of poetry with him.

bluntly said, "I don't have time to play games with you." ”

Hearing Xu Meng's reply, Zhao Fengchang laughed, "Are you afraid, after you lost the poem last time, you haven't appeared for five years, do you have a shadow in your heart?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, people who didn't know asked others one after another, and when they knew everything that had passed, they all looked at Xu Meng with surprised faces.

At this time, Chen Shengyun's face was also cautious, "Zhao Feng, are you sure what you are talking about, Dou Shi." ”

"I'm sure!"

Zhao Bao's face was raised, and his tone was very firm.

Xu Meng frowned deeply, "I'm not interested in playing with you, I still have something to do." ”

"Hahaha, Xu Hao, are you afraid, afraid of losing again, learn to bark three more times!"

Zhao Feng was furious, thinking that the victory was in his hands, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the eyes of Du Lao on the side, and the other two were also not good-looking, after all, they were all handsome men in the city, and they didn't want this kind of thing to happen.

"I'm here to fight you for poetry."

At this time, Li Wanting, who was sitting on the side, got up and looked directly at Zhao Feng, and there was a trace of fluctuation in her tone for the first time.

Zhao Feng saw that Li Wanting actually stood up and wanted to fight with him instead of Xu Hao.

Why, why? Can't she perceive my feelings for her? A trace of hideousness flashed in Zhao's cover color, and the jealousy in his heart seemed to drown him.

"Xu Hao, do you want to hide behind a woman, or do you have become a ground mouse and dare not face the word Dou Shi."

Hearing this, Li Wanting's complexion changed, and a trace of disgust appeared on her soft face for the first time, which made Zhao Feng's heart even more crazy.

"I, Li Wanting, want to challenge Zhao Feng, Dou Shi!"

Li Wanting said coldly, this tone made Xu Meng on the side a little surprised, it was the first time to see Li Wanrou like this, and she didn't expect this situation to be for herself.

Everyone present was shocked, I don't know why the situation suddenly became like this, Dou Shi, who had not met for a few years, appeared in front of him one after another, and they were all paying attention to the development of the situation, wondering whether it was Xu Hao who took the challenge in the end, or Li Wanting to Zhao Feng.

Li Wanting was about to speak again, but an arm suddenly stretched out and stopped her, and she turned her head in surprise, but saw Xu Meng who was smiling lightly.

"Since he is seeking death, we cannot stop him."

Xu Meng walked to the middle of the field and looked directly at Zhao Feng, "I took your challenge, but please hurry, I'm in a hurry now!" ”

Zhao Feng's face became gloomy again, and he looked down on me so much, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "Okay, then I'll make a poem with the title of Wing Chun." ”

"Wing Chun, listen, the wind is gentle, the rain is delicate. No wonder spring sorrow is fine. I don't know if it's a dream, and the dream is still separated by a curtain. ”

"It's not enough, I'll give you a song, the silk rain is like dust and clouds, and the fragrance is broken to pick up Wu Palace. The flowers are warm and cold to avoid the east wind, the cool and delicate are easy to disperse, and the swallows learn to be red. People say that the illness should decrease with the month, but it is the same as spring. may leave butterflies hugging flowers, not forming a pair of dreams, laughing at the apricot beams. ”

"There is only one condition for me to fight poetry, and when you see me in the future, stay away, okay, I can leave now."

After Xu Meng finished speaking, he walked towards the outside of the peach forest, leaving only the shocked people stunned in place, and the waves in their hearts remained calm for a long time.

"It's... This... How can there be such a beautiful artistic conception. Du Lao said incredulously, stunned, and let the Buddha swim in the artistic conception of poetry.

At some point, a light drizzle fell in the sky, moistening the earth.

Zhao Cover's color was indifferent, but the rice paper in his sleeve had already been pinched into shreds, and the slightest drizzle was pouring on his face, but he was sad in his heart, he gave up his pride, and planned to use other people's poems to fight, but he couldn't even take out the poems.

If he was defeated, he couldn't continue to say that he could still be defeated, because the moment he heard the poems, he knew that in front of these two poems, let alone himself, even if Fang Zhiyuan came in person, he would not escape defeat.

Li Wanting's face was full of shyness, she remembered that she was afraid that Xu Hao would lose face, so she chose a few small poems for the other party, and in the eyes of the other party, she may have been looking at herself with a smile.

Sister, maybe you are right, Brother Xu Hao's literary talent is not under Fang Zhiyuan, no, it will only be stronger, a trace of complexity flashed on Li Wanting's face.

Xu Meng didn't know what the mood of these people was, he walked towards the peach forest, looked around outside, but didn't see anything, walked to the carriage and asked the coachman, but the coachman said that he didn't see the two coming.

The two of them just came to the carriage to get a meal, how could they suddenly disappear? Xu Meng narrowed his eyes, and now he was sure that something had happened to the two of them.

A paper crane appeared in his hand, meditated in his heart, and printed a little in his hand.

The crane fluttered and flew up, but instead of the way it came, it flew towards the path on the side.

Xu Meng looked at the distance where the paper crane flew, his eyes were slightly cold, if they were fine, it would be fine, if there was something...

A little under Xu Meng's feet, like an arrow from the string, shot out.

Not far from the peach blossom forest, a shepherd with a long whip in his hand was driving a flock of lambs.

Looking at the two newly added sheep in his group, he laughed twice, two more, it looks good, and it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

It's just a pity......

The shepherd suddenly thought of the young lady he saw on the road, and his eyes flashed with hope and regret.

"Baa~"

Suddenly, two mournful cries were remembered, and the shepherd smiled, flicked the long whip in his hand, and whipped them on both of them.

"Baa~"

Two painful sheep cries rang out.

......

Xu Meng followed the direction of the paper crane and walked for several miles before he saw a figure.

Looking at the shepherd wielding the long whip in front of him, Xu Meng's face darkened, and sure enough, it was him.