"This ...... This is poetic, but unfortunately it is too dazzling, I can't see how many heavens it has reached, and whether it has broken through that Wenqu star!"

Slowly, the light converged, and the 'Demon Corpse Miasma Rain' not far away was more like encountering a great enemy of life and death, all of which dissipated, and the first realm returned to calm. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, the poems written by Fang Xiaoli were quietly suspended in front of everyone, and the dark golden light was overwhelming.

"Golden light, poetry is a great achievement!"

Someone wanted to go up and pick up the poem to look at it, but as soon as he picked it up, his whole face changed greatly, and the piece of paper fell heavily to the ground, raising a puff of dust.

"It's so heavy!"

"Such words, the weight of a thousand pounds of words, you did it, you really did it......"

At this time, a smile appeared on everyone's face.

Lin Chenmo came to Fang Xiaoli's side and said, "I misunderstood you before, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to really be able to write a poem that calms the wind and rain, but this poem has a name?"

Fang Xiaoli watched the wind and rain stop around him, and couldn't help but say, "Set the storm!"

In an instant, the intense light throbbed even more, and three words appeared at the very beginning of Fang Xiaoli's poem - 'Fixing the storm'.

Poetry!

Another war poem!

Lin Chen was overjoyed, "Dingfeng Bo, a good name, when it is a good name, if I go back in the future, I can brag about it, saying that I fought with the author of "Fixing the Storm" in the demon hunting field, everyone doesn't believe you, I believe you, it must be a good story!"

Fang Xiaoli smiled, but soon, three or four people rushed in front of Fang Xiaoli, and their raised fists were no more than two inches away from Fang Xiaoli.

Fang Xiaoli was on one side of his body and dodged over.

Lin Chenmo was furious, "What are you doing?"

"If you have the ability to write "Fixing the Storm", why didn't you write it before? After waiting for so long, how many people have died, are you responsible for this responsibility?" a man scolded angrily.

"It was wrong for us to scold you before, but you don't have to retaliate like this, watch them die in vain!"

Those who came with him were equally sneering.

In just a moment, under the fanning of this group of people, more and more people thought that Fang Xiaoli was obviously capable, but he wanted to watch others die.

Fang Xiaoli's brows furrowed slightly.

But soon someone in the crowd said, "Good scolding!"

"Yes, good scolding!"

"I said that Fang Xiaoli scolded well!" Someone stood up for Fang Xiaoli to fight for him, he is also a scholar, he is a little older than Fang Xiaoli, this time every word is fine, "Let me ask you, when he said earlier that he wanted you to support the twenty breaths of "Dao Xing", what was your reaction?

Someone was silent.

But the young man continued, "Why, don't you speak? Speechless? Then I'll tell you well, during the process of his writing, none of you scolded him? Did he say anything? He didn't say a word, but after saving your lives, you can turn black and white upside down and point all the fingers at your benefactor, this is the human heart, heh......"

"He has righteousness, what do you have?!"

At this time, some people paid attention to the poems written by Fang Xiaoli, and for a while, they were surprised again and again, and then they also laughed, "Good scolding!"

Everyone was puzzled!

Lin Chenmo was the oldest among the crowd, this time he looked at the storm, but he laughed, "Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you chant and walk slowly, this sentence means that you don't have to listen to the rain that pierces the forest beating the leaves, you might as well chant and howl while walking leisurely, but in other words, why bother listening to the unbearable sounds around you, just think of it as a fart, you can be happy or anything......"

"Poof!"

Someone laughs out loud when they hear 'fart'.

Suddenly, someone chimed in, "Yes, good scolding, a good one as a fart, just a beginning, there are two meanings, at such a critical juncture, you can still write a pun, admire!"

Obviously, these are the voices of the literati.

In the past, when the warriors took the literati in their eyes, but now, it was finally their turn to raise their eyebrows.

What can you warriors do? Isn't it up to us literati to be rescued?

For a while, some people imitated the sound of 'farting', which caused everyone to laugh.

Only some of them had ugly faces, and as for the four of them who wanted to beat Fang Xiaoli before, their faces were even more red.

At this time, Lin Chenmo smiled again, "Of course, the so-called 'fart' or something is just for me to fart, Fang Xiaoli didn't write anything or say anything, it's just that I can't get used to you, the more you are annoyed and angry, the calmer Fang Xiaoli is, it's really ironic." ”

Now, no one dares to say anything.

Fang Xiaoli was also dumbfounded, the so-called 'pointing to a deer as a horse' and 'reversing black and white' were so natural to say in the mouths of literati, without any sense of disobedience.

Fang Xiaoli even thought with a bad taste that if Zhang Liang was here, he would not know which was stronger or weaker compared with his 'white horse not horse' doctrine and the skills of the few people in front of him who 'pointed the deer as a horse'......

The next two sentences, bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng, the spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain obliquely shines but welcomes, this sentence is afraid that everyone is familiar with it, but in such an environment, such verses are extraordinary. ”

"Yes, the bamboo cane and straw sandals were originally in slow motion, but here they are faster than the horses, which itself has a fearless mentality, indicating that the heart is happy, and 'who is afraid', 'Ren Pingsheng' said that when facing the 'demon corpse miasma', he was not afraid in his heart, but looked forward to his arrival, so that this 'Ding Feng Bo' already has the ability to 'Ding Feng Rain'!

"This last sentence is the real finishing touch, completely blocking the 'demon corpse miasma rain'. Looking back at the bleak place, returning, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine, this sentence is to say, looking back at the place where I came to meet the wind and rain, I walked leisurely, neither caring about the wind and rain, nor caring about the sunny weather. It seems that the 'Demon Corpse Miasma Rain' did not exist at all, and there is no so-called wind and rain or sunny weather, and I still stride forward!"

"When you said this, I only knew that this song "Fixing the Storm" was so amazing! It's too powerful, even if you go out now, Fang Xiaoli, you have to be a blockbuster!"

"Yes, with this song "Fixing the Storm", you will definitely become a man of the hour. ”

"It's just a pity that in this 'Demon Hunting Field', Fang Xiaoli can't be rewarded, it's a pity, I just hope that he can get out alive in a month, and there will definitely be a certificate of commendation from the imperial court at that time. ”

"Not only that, but the first and second realms of the 'Demon Hunting Operation' in the future will no longer have a deterrent effect, as long as there are literati who can write "Fixing the Storm", these two realms can be ignored. ”

"Wait. ”

Suddenly, Lin Chenmo spoke, and everyone looked at him suspiciously.

Lin Chenmo smiled bitterly, "I found a question, what kind of war poem should this "Fixing the Storm" be defined?"

(So the question is, what kind of war poems are Dingfengbo?, ask for collection, recommendation, reward, thank you.) )