The time for a stick of incense is about to end, and the Tianshui Poetry Club is about to end.

The other poets all got treasures, two or three pieces that were a little closer, five or six pieces that were better, and they all gained a lot.

Only Liu Ling's eyes are the most weird!

Liu Ling's luck was extraordinarily extraordinarily today, and after that, more than a dozen treasures flowed to him, and a large number of them were densely gathered.

And some other poets have also encountered some treasures wrapped in a strong poetic soul, but after painstaking efforts, they still have not written better poems.

Therefore, in order to prevent the accumulation of treasures and cause the fusion of poetic souls, they had to make up their minds to give it up, and put it away with their hands, leaving it to drift to other places.

And these treasures are extremely poetic, and no one else dares to accept them, and finally after flowing around with the water, they floated to Liu Ling, but Liu Ling did not refuse, and left them one by one, so the treasures accumulated in front of Liu Ling were already dazzling, and they were lined up one after another.

If it was at the beginning, everyone would definitely be jealous of Liu Ling with red eyes, but now they all stared at Liu Ling with a strange face, with suspicion and sympathy in their eyes.

"This guy has left so many treasures in front of him, but what is he doing, he didn't write a single poem, and he didn't take out a single treasure!"

"This kid won't be sick, right? What kind of daze? Jinshan Yinshan, you will be yours when you get it!"

"Could it be that it's not that he doesn't want to write, but that he can't write it at all, this guy can't be pretending to be the president of Tianfrost City, right?"

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Everyone has already taken out the treasures, and they are happy in their hearts, start to say a word, I will talk about it, after all, Liu Ling's situation is really too bloody, and a lot of treasures have been opened in front of him, but none of them have been taken out, plus Liu Ling is young, it really makes people doubt his poetry writing skills, just such a Leng Touqing, successfully challenging Xiao Ming, this is a bit nonsense!

Otherwise, how could I hold back for a long time, and not a single poem could be held back?

At this time, someone suddenly whispered: "It shouldn't be impersonation, after all, the Fengling behind him is a person from Tianfrost City! Maybe this kid is meditating, and it may not be necessary to write it out immediately." ”

As soon as the words fell, the treasures in front of Liu Ling's eyes accumulated more and more, and finally at a certain moment, a burst of white light suddenly emitted, and the poetic souls outside those treasures actually began to merge!

Seeing this, many poets' eyes widened.

"! The poetic soul of the treasure has begun to merge, and even if he writes it, he won't be able to take out the treasure now!"

The poetic soul of dozens of treasures is simply invincible! How can it be broken! This guy can be said to have become the biggest wonder today, there are treasures everywhere in front of him, but in the end none of them were taken out, can you not be so funny?

At the last moment, dozens of poetic souls finally completely fused, forming an extremely powerful poetic soul, everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly, this Tianshui poetry meeting is over!

Dozens of poetic souls are fused together, even if the people here are added together, they may not be able to break it!

Bai Ling on the side also frowned slightly, and shook his head a little helplessly, now the time is about to run out, and everyone else is over taking treasures.

Now it's time to declare the end and take back the remaining treasures.

After all, although Liu Ling didn't seem to have given up yet, time was obviously not enough.

"This Tianshui Poetry Club is Zhang Shan's predecessors to help you, and those who are a little unlucky should not be discouraged, okay, I announce that Tianshui City will end here......"

"Wait!"

Bai Ling turned his head and saw that the person who spoke out was Liu Ling, and immediately said in confusion: "Do you have anything else?"

"Miss Bai Ling, do you have a few breaths left before the end of time?

Bai Ling suddenly frowned: "This gentleman is only enough to write a poem in a few breaths at most, but the poetic souls of the dozens of treasures in front of you have been fused, so ......"

"Writing a poem is enough to break the soul of the poem that has merged into one and take out the treasure!"

Hearing this, not only Bai Ling's red lips opened, but the other poets' eyes widened at once, and they looked at Liu Ling like fools.

One...... A poem breaks dozens of poetic souls?

"This kid has a brain in the water, right?"

"It's really the fearlessness of the ignorant! I guess I didn't get the treasure, and I was crazy in my heart, so I came up with this nonsense!"

You must know that these things are all written by Mr. Zhang Shangui, although it is not a full-strength work, but everyone has to rack their brains to win a song.

And now the poetic souls of dozens of poems are superimposed, even if Zhang Shangui comes here in person, it is impossible to break it with a single poem, right?

After all, how good that poem is!

"it, what are you oiling?"

"Quick, run, someone is pretending to be forced, it's going to thunder!"

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In the midst of many jokes and laughter, Liu Ling finally picked up the pen and began to put the poem into writing.

Seeing that Liu Ling was really going to write someone else, he immediately sat there lazily and waited for Liu Ling to end pretending.

"Does this guy really want to write? It seems that the poems of love account for the majority of these dozens of poems, so the newly formed fusion poetry soul is also a bit of this type. If he wants to write, he can only write love poems!"

"He writes a calf, he wants to be able to overshadow dozens of Zhang Shan's ghosts with one poem, and I will eat a pound of Xiang on the spot!"

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Liu Ling ignored these external voices and began to write on paper with a pen, reading as he wrote.

"Ask what is the situation in the world, and make life and death promise!"

Just this sentence, the garden is silent!

Everyone's smiles froze suddenly.

"This ......"

The expressions of the crowd were becoming extremely strange, and the mixture of ridicule and consternation that had not yet dissipated seemed extremely comical.

These people are all poets with deep skills, and their eyesight for appreciating poetry is naturally not bad.

They all understand that Liu Ling's sentence "Asking what is the situation in the world is called a promise of life and death" can be described as a strange and dangerous peak, splitting the sky and standing majestically!

This sentence can be said to portray the love between men and women to the fullest, and to add contempt! This sentence is simply full of style and charm!

Although Bai Ling's poetry writing skills are not strong, she also has a lot of experience in poetry and lyrics, and she was stunned to find that Liu Ling's poem is even a little inferior to Zhang Shangui's proud work!

The air was quiet all of a sudden, and one by one they were extremely stunned: "This poem is indeed subtle and difficult, and it is full of true meaning, but the beginning of the sentence is so high, is it still going on?"

While everyone stretched their necks, Liu Ling finished the rest of the words in one go.

"Asking what is the situation in the world, it is called life and death, the sky and the north are double flyers, and the old wings are cold and hot several times. Happy parting bitterness, there are even more crazy children. You should have a saying, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who is the shadow going to?"

As the last time fell, the audience was silent, so dumbfounded, one by one's mouths had opened to a few points, their eyes were round, and their throats were rolling fiercely!

Everyone was stunned, Liu Ling's poem can be said to be like a stroke of genius, writing the love between men and women vividly.

Among the poems of this kind that they have heard in their lives, Liu Ling's one is definitely second to none, unsurpassed!

", Niu Break, this son turns out to be a real person who doesn't show his face, and he has great talents!"

"This word is exquisite, every word is beautiful, today is really an eye-opener for me!"

"Miraculous, miraculous, this poem is really unprecedented, unprecedented! Nima, I am convinced!"

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As soon as Liu Ling's words came out, the audience applauded, obviously this word was too brilliant, which made everyone's eyes suddenly brighten.

In the cheers of everyone in unison, Liu Ling's poem finally formed a poetic soul, and then condensed into an invisible magic force, impacting the dozens of poetic souls, and then breaking dozens of poetic souls together with a momentum that although tens of millions of people are longing for me!

And those dozens of treasures were also followed out by Liu Ling, and at the same time, the time for a stick of incense was just gone, and Liu Ling became the biggest winner!

The other ten people looked at each other one after another, their faces full of astonishment.

"It actually broke dozens of Zhang Shangui's poetic souls together......! Is this really true?"

"Nima, what about the one who wanted to eat a pound of Xiang just now? Is it you? Do you want it to be hot or cold?"

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