"Wow!"

Xiao Lang's attack was a bit widespread, which meant that Sang scolded Huai and scolded everyone present, indicating that they were all unknown people and could not be summoned by the two young ladies.

Mo said that there were countless talented writers present in the Divine Soul City, and they were famous in the Yu Dynasty, I am afraid that ordinary people can't stand this anger, right? At that moment, Xiao Lang was immediately besieged.

A middle-aged scribe sneered and said: "I have long admired the name of the wild son, known as a great talent, and the contemptible Sushanke Liu Ming, I want to ask the son!"

"It's not just a long wind, the nickname forgets worries, and I'm willing to ask the wild boy for advice!"

"Contemptible hollowout..."

Several people stood up and challenged Xiao Lang, making it clear that they wanted to suppress people with literature, try to frustrate Xiao Lang's momentum, slap him in the face, fight for themselves and Haitian Pavilion, and of course to impress the hearts of the two goddesses upstairs.

Xiao Lang grinned, looking at the countless indignant writers and scholars, how did he feel like a monkey dancing hula. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened carefully to every word of each of them, until no one spoke, then he tilted his head and said: "It's over? What do you mean? Do you want a group to pick me up alone? Come to Sa, who is afraid of whom? Today, this son will fight the entire Divine Soul City writers alone, and all the unconvinced will be called, and my brother will leave you all down today!"

"Poof......

Chihiro squirted a mouthful of wine into a girl from Fengyue Pavilion, which made him very happy, how did this master feel like he was fighting with a group of people? Like a swordsman with his sleeves rolled up and drawing his sword and looking around, he was murderous, glaring at a group of warriors, and wanted to fight with others.

"Poof......

A group of sons, including several Qing Qi, also squirted out the wine in their mouths, this master is too violent, right? Fighting the writers of the whole city alone, where is the Divine Soul City? In addition to the place where Tianyu City has the most writers, there are four small families here, five talented people, second only to the great writers of the Song family.

Since ancient times, there is no second martial arts, no first in literature, he actually dares to say that one person can overwhelm the writers of the whole city?

"Bang Bang!"

A round of applause rang out, pulling everyone's thoughts back, and everyone's eyes were also attracted, Xiao Lang also followed the voice, but saw a shadow slowly walking down from the second floor.

As soon as this figure appeared, everyone's eyes lit up, Xiao Lang's eyes also lit up, and Chihiro was even more hot and could melt ice and snow.

The willows are still around, swaying, the skin is whiter than the snow, the lotus is born step by step, and it is graceful and affectionate.

A woman's appearance is completely covered by a light veil, but only her figure can make people ecstatic, and the woman Xiao Lang has ever seen, except for Yun Zishan and Dongfang Red Bean, is the only one in front of her.

The most important temperament of women, if the oriental red bean is a rose, and the cloud purple shirt is a peony, then the woman in front of her is a peony, fragrant and charming.

Qin Fairy invites the moon!

Sure enough, there is some goddess temperament, Xiao Lang nodded secretly, he didn't look carefully that day, he just glanced at it, he didn't expect that this woman was still good-looking, but she was worthy of the title of Invite Yue.

Invite Yue looked at Xiao Lang, and could vaguely see a pair of watery eyes full of smiles, walked to a square table and sat down, stretched out a pair of jade hands like mutton fat jade, raised a glass of wine to greet Xiao Lang, raised his head and drank before speaking, his voice was crisp and moving, like a hundred birds singing: "Wild Child, Invite Yue is polite, I heard that Childe wants to suppress the writers of the whole city, Invite Yue can't help but come down to watch the grand occasion, Childe won't mind, right?"

"This girl is here to add fuel to the fire and take advantage of the chaos to make a fuss!"

Xiao Lang half-squinted his eyes, swept unscrupulously on Invite Yue and didn't speak, just like that, the smiling, wanton blasphemy goddess, saw that all the sons' faces were green, and Ying Yue was a little embarrassed, and was about to speak Xiao Lang suddenly nodded and said, "Mind... It's impossible to drop, but since the young lady is here, let's make some bets, and if I win tonight against everyone present, I wonder if the contemptible person can go upstairs and sleep soundly?"

"Whew!"

The temperature in the hall suddenly soared, and countless people were furious, and their faces were completely gloomy. Xiao Lang, this is the blasphemous goddess of Chiguoguo, the two young ladies Bingqing Yujie, that is, Song Xiaoyu, the son of the Song family, went up to sit for a while, this madman actually wants to go up and sleep all night?

Ying Yue was also stunned, she didn't expect Xiao Lang to be so wild, which made her a little overwhelmed. Why are the two of them so remarkable? It is because the two have never had an ambiguous relationship with a man, and once they are no longer icy and jade, their status will immediately decline, and they are definitely not as detached as they are now.

Just in the face of Xiao Lang's hot gaze, Ying Yue had no choice but to speak: "The wild boy and the writers of the whole city are fighting, and Ying Yue just wants to come and watch, this request is not excessive, right?

"Haha!"

Xiao Lang let out a long laugh, no longer looked at Invite Yue, his heart became boring again, this Invite Yue didn't dare to participate in the war, and he didn't forget to provoke it? He hated this kind of scheming woman the most, and immediately sneered twice and said: "Your Haitian Pavilion is really boring, it's just that, it's just that! Let's go, it's still fun in Fengyue Pavilion!"

Seeing that Xiao Lang actually stood up like this and walked out with people, not to mention those literary heroes, even Uncle Zhang, who was in charge of the shop, was angry, Xiao Lang really thought that this was a place?

Uncle Zhang said coldly: "Wild boy, just leave, don't leave something behind, let everyone be convinced?" Or are you willing to bow down?"

Looking at a pair of indignant eyes, looking at Ying Yue's faintly angry face, Xiao Lang smiled dumbly, and said with a faint smile to the two Fengyue Pavilion women behind him: "One person grinds, one person writes, let this group of people see the random work of this son!"

The two Wind and Rain Pavilion women immediately unfolded the pen and ink they brought and looked at Xiao Lang, waiting for this master's masterpiece.

"Wine!"

Xiao Lang snorted, Chihiro threw a jar of wine from the side with one hand, Xiao Lang drank wildly and read it out loud:

"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the grass-colored smoke and afterglow, who will be speechless?"

"The horses on the Chang'an Ancient Road are late, and the high willows are neighing. Outside the sunset island, on the autumn wind plain, the eyes are broken for four days. Guiyun is gone without a trace, where is the early stage?

"The sunset embroidered curtain roll, the water under the pavilion is empty. Zhijun is a new work for me, and the windows are wet and red. Long remember that on the Pingshan Hall, the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are insignificant. Recognize the drunkard's language, and the mountains are in the middle of nothing. A thousand acres, all mirrors are clean, and the blue peaks are poured. Suddenly, the waves rose and danced a leaf of pulsatilla. can laugh at the son of Lantai, who has not solved the problem of Zhuang Sheng's nature, and there are male and female in Gangdao. A little haoran, a thousand miles of fast wind. ”

"When is the bright moon? I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? Turn the Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, and shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

"Since spring, miserable green and red, the heart is a matter of cocoa. The sunshine is on the flowers, the warbler wears the willow belt, and the incense is still pressing..."

“......”

Xiao Lang can't compose poems and lyrics, and it's not easy to copy?

After drinking a jar of wine, the half-combined ink was also used up, and Xiao Lang couldn't remember how many eternal swan songs he had sung.

Thirty, fifty, one hundred?

Anyway, in the end, he was drunk directly in a daze, and before he fell asleep, he vaguely saw that the hall was full of literary talents, peerless sons, all of whom became fools, stunned and trembling, and his mouth could swallow a fritter and two eggs.

Chihiro's face was very complicated, looking at the people who were dumbfounded, he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet?