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The people here are all literati who like poetry, even if their level of poetry is not high, they still have the ability to appreciate poetry.

The crowd fell silent.

Even Chu Tang's opponent, Xingyao Gongzi, was silent in the artistic conception of this poem, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

"This son...... There is such a talent. ”

Ziyan looked up at Chu Tang, and subconsciously sighed: "To be able to write such a sad poem, his experience must be even more poignant, is his white hair related to the woman in this word......"

Beside him, the crowd also woke up, and as soon as they woke up, they expressed their feelings.

This poem is deeply affectionate, difficult to measure, such a sad work, it is simply unprecedented, this person's talent, can not be imagined. ”

"Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation...... Hehe, nowhere to talk about desolation, my deceased wife, can you feel my thoughts......" Some people were touched by the hidden emotions in their hearts and wept bitterly.

More people were touched by this person's injury, and their eyes were red, but they endured the embarrassment, turned their backs to everyone, and sighed loudly: "This poem, a work of intrigument, those who hear it are sad, and those who see it are sobbing, it must be top-notch!"

"Wrong, I think he's even better than the average top-notch poet!"

Everyone sighs, everyone praises.

This is a poem written in the hearts of all people, which can directly move people, and no one can say the shortcomings of this poem, because the words seem so perfect, if you insist on saying a shortcoming, it is too sad.

As he spoke, everyone looked at Chu Tang: "This person ......"

When they saw Chu Tang looking at them calmly, they suddenly woke up: "He...... He wrote such a classic poem!"

White-haired Chu Tang, originally everyone was not optimistic about him, after all, the martial arts cultivation is so high, and the poetry will definitely fall one by one, but I never expected that Chu Tang's poetry level seems to be stronger than the martial arts cultivation!

This kind of character, isn't that a rare genius comparable to the Purple Smoke Girl?

Next to Ziyan, her maid bit her lip, looked at Chu Tang incredulously and muttered, "His writing is actually so good, just now...... I blame him, it's a beautiful word. ”

Xingyao Gongzi came back to his senses, and suddenly bowed to Chu Tang: "Brother Tai is a great talent, Xingyao is ashamed of himself." ”

"Very good, very good. Chu Tang smiled slightly, if this Xingyao Gongzi can accept failure, it is not considered to be so domineering that he is helpless.

"By the way, I haven't seen what grade the poetry of the two is. ”

"Hey, that's right, let's see what grade this Jiang Chengzi is, I guess it must be a top-level poem!"

"Yes, it must be top-notch, it's really a blessing for three lives, we can actually see a top-level poem in the world. ”

"Purple Smoke Girl, let this poem go to the tasting stand. ”

"Good. Ziyan nodded, carefully holding Chu Tang's words, then looked at Chu Tang and said, "The author is not written under this article, and I haven't asked yet, what is the name of the son?"

She spoke, and everyone suddenly realized, yes, they just went to sigh about the poem, but they didn't even know what the name of the author of the poem was.

They all stared at each other, curious.

A person with such a strong martial arts cultivation and such a high level of poetry, they should not be unfamiliar with this person's identity.

Chu Tang smiled: "I ......"

"Bold maniac, you killed my son's body?!"

A deafening roar suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and then everyone saw the void tear apart, and from the gap in the space, a powerful martial cultivator with murderous eyes and little majesty came out.

Seeing the appearance of this martial cultivator, all the people on the shore of Qingshui Lake were shocked: "It's not good, the city lord is here, this son, run away!"

"The city lord is a strong man in the late stage of the quasi-emperor, his strength is thorough, and he is accompanied by the emperor's soldiers, he is the number one master in Tianxing City, son, you hurry up and run for your life. ”

Everyone is urging.

Even Ziyan became serious, walked up to Chu Tang and said, "Childe, you go first, I'll help you persuade the city lord." ”

"Purple Smoke Girl, I heard your voice, don't persuade me, he killed my son's body, this revenge, no matter who comes to persuade me, I must take revenge!"

The Heavenly Star City Lord shouted loudly, and at the same time, his steps moved, stepping on the void, descending from the sky, and quickly approaching Chu Tang.

"Maniac, take my palm!"

He shot directly, extremely fierce, and domineering without boundaries, no one will give face, and he must avenge his son today.

As the first person to cultivate martial arts in Heavenly Star City, his strength is undoubtedly very strong, and as soon as he makes a move, the heavens and the earth change color, and the stars change.

On a scorching summer day, the temperature dropped suddenly, and snow fell in the sky, and it was winter all day!

The extreme cold dispersed, making the onlookers shiver all over, and everyone's eyes were full of unbearable and regretful.

Some people couldn't help but persuade: "Don't want the city lord, this son can't be killed!"

"The city lord is merciful, this son has great talents, he can't be killed!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity that a generation of talented people is about to fall here before they emerge. ”

"Alas, what a pity!"

Countless voices of regret came.

Meantime.

There was another angry shout in the distance: "Tianxing, stop, if you dare to do something to him, I will fight with you endlessly!"

"Father, father is here!" Below Xingyao Gongzi suddenly raised his head, looking shocked.

"Ah? The Lord of the Xingwen Palace? The Lord of the Xingwen Hall actually wants to fight with the City Lord for the sake of the son? What is the identity of this son?"

The crowd was confused.

The words of Fu Hong, the master of the Star Palace, were too shocking, and his resolute words made the Heavenly Star City Lord stop all of a sudden, and he turned back in the same surprise and said, "Fu Hong, what are you talking about?

"Stupid, do you know who he is!" Fu Hong finally felt it, standing in the air and glaring angrily at the Heavenly Star City Lord.

"He, who is he?" The Heavenly Star City Lord's expression changed, and the Star Wen Hall Lord's resolute attitude made him have a bad premonition in his heart.

"Who is he?haha, you dare to do it without even knowing who it is?" the Lord of the Xingwen Hall scolded, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the tall building behind Chu Tang and said, "Look at the words on the cloth of Qingshui Building!"

The Heavenly Star City Lord turned his head to look at the long hanging cloth upstairs: "Poet of the Generations, the Chu Hall Welcome Meeting of the Half-Step Emperor, the day after tomorrow ......"

Thinking of this, the Heavenly Star City Lord's whole body trembled suddenly, and he looked at Chu Tang in shock and said, "You, you are Chu Tang?"

Before Chu Tang could speak, Fu Hong next to him had already said loudly: "Nonsense, if it weren't for Lord Chu, I would have turned my face with you? You are really old and dizzy, and you dare to be disrespectful to Lord Chu?

His voice fell.

The people around him were completely demented.

Chu Tang ...... This white-haired young man turned out to be Chu Tang......