After walking out of the academy in the evening, Li Changan was surprised by everyone's enthusiasm for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The main streets are already covered with red silk.

Some large restaurants even hung up the calligraphy and paintings of literati and artists.

Festivity and ink coexist.

Several scribes came to him, all holding their most proud Mobao, and looking at the posture was to go to the Wenchang Monument, which was the most competitive in the county.

"Brother Zhang, in a few days of the Mid-Autumn Festival, we will all depend on you."

"This year's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will be more lively than in previous years, if Brother Zhang wins the first place, the brothers will also follow."

The literati and writers discussed happily.

"I heard that the Department of Education also released the news that if anyone takes the lead in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club this year, except for the two Oiran who do not accept guests, the rest of the small courtyards can sleep casually."

"Several other Qinglou also have such a saying, if anyone becomes the poet of the poetry club, he can work in it for a month without spending money."

"This is a good thing that I haven't had in previous years."

"It doesn't matter if you have money or not, the key is that you give enough face."

……

Everywhere you go, you can hear the enthusiastic voices of everyone.

Li Changan was also surprised to find that various stores even used his method on the day of Qixi Festival.

What collection brand, half price for the second portion, live and learn.

Attracted quite a few people.

Back home,

Liu Linglong jumped over and hugged Li Changan tightly, "Brother, will you participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting?" ”

"What? Do you want me to participate? ”

"Hmm." Liu Linglong nodded, "There is news from the government that the poets of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club will be parading the streets this time." ”

"I want to see my brother riding a horse."

Li Changan touched Liu Linglong's head and said with a smile, "Do we Linglong want to participate in the poetry meeting?" ”

Liu Linglong's small mouth pursed slightly, "I can't help it, but my sister's calligraphy and painting should be able to hang out, right?" ”

Li Changan was stunned for a moment, and then clapped his hands, "It's really okay." ”

Liu Zhiyin walked over and patted Li Changan's arm, "You, you know that according to Linglong's words, I just practiced and played at home." ”

"How can it be hung with the calligraphy and paintings of literati and artists?"

Li Changan squeezed Liu Zhiyin's hand, "Why not?" I think it's pretty good. ”

After thinking about it, Li Changan smiled and said, "Bosom friend, you just copy the Qinglian calligraphy, and then I will hang it out for you." ”

"Don't." Liu Zhiyin hurriedly shook his head, a faint flush appeared on his face, "I feel ashamed to think about it." ”

"What's the shame of that?" The more Li Changan thought about it, the more he felt appropriate, "I'll hang you in the academy." ”

As soon as he heard that Chang'an was going to hang his calligraphy in the academy, Liu Zhiyin shook his head like a rattle, "No, no......"

"Bosom friend." Li Changan grabbed Liu Zhiyin's shoulders with both hands, lowered his head seriously and said, "I will also write with you, so that Liu Zhiyin and Li Changan's names will be put together." ”

Liu Zhiyin looked at Li Changan's eyes, was stunned for a moment, and nodded in a daze.

Just do it when you think of it, Li Changan took out the identity jade card,

"Brother An, I have calligraphy and paintings to take out during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I am copying Qinglian calligraphy, there are two in total. —C33"

After a while, Annan's reply came, "Brother Li, are you kidding me?" Are you going to copy Qinglian's calligraphy? —C32"

"Bosom friend likes Qinglian body, I am going to copy it with her, and when the time comes, I will hang it in the academy and not send it to the capital. —C33"

"Am I crazy or are you crazy? This is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting, can you be serious? —C32"

"Forget it, it's not once or twice that you've done this kind of thing, I've convinced you. —C32"

"Brother An, do you want to come with me? —C33"

"Get out. —C32"

Annan put down the identity jade card and took a sip of wine angrily.

Zhou Ziyu, who had been absent-minded recently, looked over, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's not Li Changan's guy yet? He said that he was going to copy the Qinglian body with Miss Liu, and then hang it in the academy together. ”

When Zhou Ziyu heard this, he directly squirted out the wine in his mouth, "He is going to copy Qinglian's calligraphy?" ”

"I'm also convinced, you can't be so nonsense, right? I don't write a good book in Taibai, but I also go to copy the calligraphy of my opponent. ”

Zhou Ziyu couldn't cry or laugh, "Brother Li obviously didn't take the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting to heart, and he may not even look down on these literary tones." ”

Annan also leaned back in the chair helplessly, "That guy is a demon......"

"Drink and drink, don't care about that demon." Zhou Ziyu poured wine for Annan.

……

Bongcheon Province in the North,

battlefield border,

The army of beasts scattered all over the mountains could not see its head at a glance, obscuring the heaven and earth in sight.

The earth rumbled and shook, and from a distance, it looked as if a mountain range was rushing towards the Terran border.

And on the Terran border, there was only a lonely white figure, walking towards the border step by step.

The white figure turned his head and looked at the war luck that was pouring in behind him.

The luck of the war was higher and higher, but when it fell to the border between the two tribes, a huge gap appeared in the border, which was fifty miles long.

The goal of the army of beasts all over the mountains is the fifty-mile luck gap!

The white figure looked solemn, and his gaze was not on the army of beasts that were like mountains collapsing, but on the farther north.

Around his body, seal characters that exude colorful brilliance quietly appeared.

These seal characters are like beautiful jade, the treasure is solemn, like the substance, turning into meteors and rushing out of the scope of the human race's war luck.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

The colorful jade seal characters continued to fall into the earth, setting off waves of qi and overturning the army of beasts within a radius of ten miles to the ground.

Brilliant multicolored marks appeared on the ground, and these marks raged on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were connected.

The white figure was still walking in the territory of the Terrans, and the next moment he walked out.

"Boom!"

A pillar of multicolored light suddenly rose into the sky.

Illuminate the sky in infinite splendor.

"This demon clan's heaven is really disgusting." The white figure said softly.

One after another light curtains rushed out from the multicolored pillars of light, like a curtain covering the sky, sweeping away in all directions.

The brilliance is magnificent and gorgeous, turning the originally oppressive demon sky into a fairyland.

Where the light curtain passed, the army of beasts was instantly shattered into a pile of minced meat.

A thick bloody aura suddenly spread.

"Pickled things, you still want to enter my Terran territory?"

The multicolored jade seal characters on the white figure were still emerging, and they continued to fly deeper into the demon clan's territory.

"The auspicious day is good, and Mu will enjoy the emperor. Fu Chang sword Xi Yuer, Xuan Qiang Mingxi Linlang......"

Every colorful jade seal is like a mountain, suppressed and down.

The army of beasts scattered all over the mountains could not stop the advance of the white figure at all.

"Zhenyang, it's been fifty years, and you finally came out of the turtle shell."

A figure came from the northern sky.

Each step took dozens of miles, leaving a strange blood light in the sky.

"Red pupils, it's your ......" The white figure is Zhenyang Gong.

The red pupil changed from extreme movement to extreme stillness in an instant, like a nail, nailed to the void, overlooking Zhenyang Gong, with a cold voice like gold and iron,

"Fifty years have passed, and you are still using the "Eastern Emperor Taiyi" chapter of Qu Sheng's "Nine Songs".

"That's enough for you bastards, isn't it? Didn't my "Eastern Emperor Taiyi" also cultivate to this extent? Zhenyang Gong chuckled.

Behind him, the colorful brilliance blocked the fifty-mile qi luck gap, and it was still spreading.

The red pupil's eyes were like copper bells, he was the third-grade power of the Heavenly Wolf Clan, but when he saw the old opponent in front of him, he still had no certainty of victory after all.

"This time, it was your human race who dug their own graves, and even the luck of the war was lost, and there were twenty-six luck gaps in Fengchuan Mansion, and you couldn't stop it."

"It's better to obediently shrink the luck of the war and give up the three thousand miles of land in the north of Fengchuan, otherwise the war will not only be in Fengchuan Mansion."

The smile on Zhenyang Gong's face suddenly became stiff, and the cold glint in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

The war luck has been shortened so far, but it has only recently been discovered, and those guys in the north are really dead.

There are traitors within the Terrans!

And at least three grades, otherwise you won't be able to move the luck of war at all!

"Today is the tenth day of August." The red pupil stared at Zhenyang Gong, "The Terran territory behind you should be celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in full swing, right?" ”

"Maybe this year's Mid-Autumn Festival will also be a grand event for our demon clan."

"And your head will be a flag for this event."

The momentum on Zhenyang Gong's body skyrocketed instantly, and the colorful brilliance covered half of the sky.

"I haven't seen you for fifty years, and you can only move your mouth with red eyes?"

"Of course not." The red pupil still maintained her human form, but a cruel smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "It should be about the same now." ”

The voice did not fall,

Zhenyang Gong's face changed suddenly, and less than ten miles behind him, another figure appeared, but behind this figure, seven blood-colored tails slowly swayed.