Huang Xiaolong opened the live broadcast like this, and saw the number of book friends in the live broadcast room, which continued to soar, and soon reached 500,000. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 As soon as the info book friends heard that today's live broadcast was a poetry meeting, and they could also admire the demeanor of the widow and the princess, they were suddenly overjoyed, just like eating dumplings with firecrackers during the New Year.

After a short walk, Bai Chunshan led everyone to a magnificent mountain villa.

This Zhuangzi is located on a hill, built along the mountain, both appear to be weather-strict, and do not lose the charm of the mountain spirit and water, in front of the house is two rows of ancient trees that rise from the ground, there are red walls and green tiles, hidden in it, extraordinarily enchanting.

"Hahaha~~ Senior brothers and sisters, Mrs. Tang's mansion has arrived. Bai Chunshan turned over and jumped off the horse, tidied up his appearance, and his expression was sassy. "Wait a minute, and you will see the glamorous and charming young woman...... Of course, there is also the seventh princess who laughs at the city. The seventh prince has a smart temperament, is deeply favored by the emperor, and is the pearl of the emperor's heart, and she also admires talented literati. Senior disciples, you don't know how lucky you are, as soon as you came to the Imperial City, you were fortunate to witness the two stunning beauty of the Imperial City...... Hahaha...... Let's go, come with my brother. But remember, in the poetry meeting, don't talk nonsense, pretend to understand if you don't understand, and don't stare at Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess, so as not to be mistaken for a ridiculous-lewd-good-lustful person. ”

At this time, more than a dozen subordinates rushed over, first of all, kneeling in front of Bai Chun Mountain, shouting loudly. "Meet the Marquis of Chunshan!"

Afterwards, the men took the antelope. Bai Chunshan took Huang Xiaolong and the others and walked up the stairs.

Walking into the villa, walk along a colorful cobblestone path with trees, surrounded by quiet and elegant garden courtyards, Huang Xiaolong is amazed.

Finally, at the end of the path, there was a large bungalow full of wind chimes hanging in front of the eaves, and when the wind blew, it was very interesting, which made Huang Xiaolong feel like he was in a fairytale world.

"Let's go, I guess the poetry will start soon. Bai Chunshan rubbed his hands, and couldn't wait to take Huang Xiaolong and the others into the bungalow.

In the bungalow, there is a hall, which is hundreds of square meters large, one of which is a large floor-to-ceiling long window, at this time the bead curtain has been rolled up, and the outside sunlight is mottled and poured in, which can be seen at a glance, full of purple and red, green grass and lush trees, pavilions and pavilions, beautiful.

At this time, in the hall, there were already dozens of people seated, mostly young men, women and slightly older men, comparatively few.

Everyone sat on the floor, each with a low table in front of them, on which were placed fine wine, dried fruit and pastries, etc.

It's just that behind a low table in the first seat, there is no one at the moment. Among the women present, there are no particularly stunning and outstanding, presumably, the host of today's poetry meeting, Mrs. Tang and the Seventh Princess, have not yet entered.

On the wall, there are also a lot of colorful paintings, all of which are painted are landscapes, flowers, pavilions, mountains and stones, etc., but the paintings are vivid, lifelike, delicate and elegant, with ingenuity, and can be called a wonderful brush.

Although Huang Xiaolong didn't know much about painting, he secretly praised it in his heart, and communicated with the book friends in the live broadcast room with his heart-

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you see the landscape paintings in the house? I feel that the artistic attainments are still quite high, and it is estimated that the price will be tens of thousands of dollars when it is auctioned on our earth. It is said that the owner of this room, the pretty widow-woman Mrs. Tang, is a literary young woman-woman, presumably, these paintings are from her hand, seeing the painting is like seeing people, tsk, it seems that Mrs. Tang should be a very charming woman......"

"Wow, ugly brother, a widow who can draw!32 likes!"

"Then it's not the egg, the ugly old driver drives quickly. ”

"I'm so nervous! The poetry club is about to start, it's going to PK, will the ugly brother adopt the poems I submitted?"

"Ugly brother, don't be a party, all the people present are stinky dung, who can play poetry and search for it hundreds of degrees." ”

"Ugly brother, I sincerely wish you a successful appointment today, before I look at your palmistry, I will send you eight words, young - young - young - women Teng - cloud driving - fog. ”

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"Hehehehe~~~ Don't be in a hurry to be dirty, let's brew a sense of poetry, don't pretend to be forced when the time comes, but be humiliated by the literati here. Huang Xiaolong said with a smile in the live broadcast room.

At this time, when Bai Chunshan walked in, more than half of the people in the hall stood up, clasped their fists and saluted Bai Chunshan, calling them 'Marquis of Chunshan'

Bai Chunshan replied very decently.

It can be seen that this guy is indeed very good at eating in the Imperial City of the Heavenly Seal Kingdom.

But Huang Xiaolong's attention was attracted by the five people in a corner of the hall.

These five people, three men and two women, were all about 20 years old, they did not carry weapons, and their sitting posture was very ordinary, but their whole bodies exuded a faint sharp aura! It was as if there were not five people sitting there, but five sharp swords with broken hair!

Huang Xiaolong almost didn't think much about it, and a thought flashed through his mind-'The five people over there, invisibly exuding the fierce aura of a swordsman, with a lazy appearance and a sharp edge inside, if it is not bad, it should be the five rookies of the Divine Sword Mountain Villa!'

And these five swordsmen, one of them, is even more extraordinary!

It was a man in his twenties, dressed in a luxurious gold silk robe, his eyebrows were like a sword, the contours of his side face were perfect and exquisite, like a god, and his bright eyes were as bright as obsidian, as if he could attract all the light between heaven and earth.

Objectively speaking, Huang Xiaolong had really never seen a man who was so handsome. In fact, there are quite a lot of handsome men in the hall, but compared to him, they are all like dim pearls and jade, and they have lost their brilliance.

The body that Huang Xiaolong crossed over to occupy could be regarded as a good look, but in terms of pure handsomeness, Huang Xiaolong was still ashamed of himself.

"Damn, this guy is handsome, before the crossing, those so-called male gods on the earth, what Yanzu, Yu Yan, Yi Feng, compared to this guy, they are all scumbags! ’

"Hehehehe-who is this person?It's so perfect?--Could it be the legendary leader of the generation of the Divine Sword Villa, Murong Ye, whose brain domain has reached the seventh rank of the Xuan Rank......

Judging from the faintly emanating qi on this man's body, he is indeed a Cave Realm martial artist!

Martial arts cultivation, in the entire hall, among the younger generation, is also the only one that stands out from the crowd.

I saw that this person was still holding a folding fan in his hand, and occasionally fanned a few times, and he looked even more graceful, gentle and elegant, and at first glance it would make people mistake him for a genius, but in fact, his real identity was a peerless swordsman with sword qi and five steps splashed with blood in a fit of anger!

Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong's heart was shocked--'Paralysis!' Murong Ye's skin, temperament, and martial arts are all outstanding among the younger generation of the entire Heavenly Seal Kingdom, so what, it's not impossible for him to get a few princesses to get started!

It's not that Huang Xiaolong is worried about the sky, Murong Ye does have this capital!

"Hahahaha~~~~ Chunshan Hou, you are late, you should be punished with three glasses of wine. In the hall, a middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled at Bai Chunshan with some courtesy, and then said casually. "These people are the talents of the Xianyue Sect? Are you the same disciple of the Marquis of Chunshan? Tsk, they are really the dragon and phoenix among the people!"

As soon as these words came out, the five swordsmen, led by Murong Ye, all shifted their gaze!

It's like five unsheathed swords, stabbing at the same time!

In his eyes, there is undisguised provocation and hatred!

"Hmph!" An San, who was standing beside Huang Xiaolong, sneered, which could be regarded as a counterattack.

"Who is Huang Xiaolong?" a black-shirted young man, his eyes like a falcon, swept around.

An Sanxiao, Han Dong and the others looked at Huang Xiaolong at the same time.

"Hehehehe~~~" Huang Xiaolong let out a laugh, and then said astringently. "It's under you, I don't know what to advise?"

"Oh...... It turns out that you are Huang Xiaolong, I don't think it's remarkable......" The black-shirted young man of the Divine Sword Villa laughed a few times. "But I don't know, who gave you the courage to humiliate my disciples of Divine Sword Villa, Senior Sister Ling Xuan, Senior Brother Lei Chong and others...... Moreover, even Senior Brother Meng, you dare to offend ......"

"It's not about humiliation or offense, it's just that if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will protect myself appropriately. Huang Xiaolong was naturally not afraid of things, and replied with a smile.

That Bai Chunshan was slightly stunned, and a touch of appreciation appeared in his eyes, and he said secretly. 'This Senior Brother Huang's brain domain breadth is congenitally insufficient, but his temperament is neither humble nor overbearing, and he is not shocked by humiliation, and in the face of the momentum oppression of the five rookies of the Divine Sword Villa, there is a rare calmness - it seems that it is not unreasonable for him to squeeze out a sixth-grade genius with a brain domain breadth and get a place in the Imperial City to refine his heart. ’

Huang Xiaolong also quickly read it with his heart, and introduced it to the book friends in the live broadcast room-

"Fellow scholars, these five people are the disciples of Shenjian Villa, and the contradiction between me and Shenjian Villa is clear to everyone, so I won't go into details. Oh, look, that guy in a golden robe who is a bit handsome like a guy is Murong Ye, a very demonic guy......"

"Presumptuous!" Several disciples of the Divine Sword Villa over there, their bodies exuded a cold aura at the same time, their shoulders moved slightly, as if they were about to have a seizure, and they stood up and moved towards Huang Xiaolong.

"Stop. Murong Ye folded the fan in his hand and tapped lightly on the tabletop, and in an instant, the breath that the other four disciples of the Divine Sword Villa were about to brew suddenly stopped, just like a gray wolf with its fangs baring its fangs, turning into a docile little sheep.

"This gathering, on poetry and words, is elegant, it is forbidden to fight, a few junior brothers and sisters, be more restrained, don't fall into the reputation of my Sword Villa. As he spoke, Murong Ye looked at Huang Xiaolong with a faint smile, his demeanor was very calm, gentle, humble, and polite. "Brother Huang, in the Murong Night of the Lower Sword Villa, my junior brothers and sisters, it is Meng Lang, and I ask Brother Huang to bear with me. ”

This person speaks elegantly and has something to say, like a humble gentleman, which makes it difficult not to have a good impression of him.

For a while, there were many people in the hall who praised each other. "Tsk, this Murong Ye of Shenjian Villa, Murong Gongzi, is really everyone's demeanor. ”

"Murong Gongzi is really a master, admire, admire. ”

However, Huang Xiaolong felt that although Murong Ye's words were gentle and polite, there was a kind of arrogance that was high above, his eyes were empty, and there was a trace of imperceptible disdain and murder in his eyes!

"Hey......" Huang Xiaolong just laughed dryly, but didn't say much.

At this moment, a crisp female voice sounded. "Mrs. Tang, please, the Seventh Princess......"

All the eyes of the audience almost followed the prestige at the same time.

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