Jun buried the mud under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow.

This simple single sentence touched the heartstrings of many people present in an instant.

Everyone is a young man, high-spirited, freshly dressed and angry, and the most unrestrained.

But in the same way, the young man is just like the rime in the early winter morning, and he likes the faint sadness of a Sichuan tobacco, the wind and the wind in the city, and the yellow rain of plums.

As a poem says: The young man does not know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words.

The word sorrow is the most hurtful, but it is also ...... The most moving.

I only heard someone shaking their heads, bowing their heads and muttering this poem, muttering, "I want to write about sorrow, not about autumn coolness, not about light rain, about the wild geese flying south, and about how many degrees of autumn cool in life."

"To write about life and death, not about tombs, not about vegetarianism, about the beautiful scenery of good days, and about the sun, like green silk turning into snow at dusk."

These words made everyone fall into deep thought.

Ao Huanhuan took this opportunity to tiptoe over, stretched out his hand to cover the original manuscript of the poem, and jerked it.

But it was not taken away.

She was stunned for a moment, then jerked harder, but still didn't pull away.

Ao Huanhuan's eyes were almost red.

She has a lot of treasures, but among these treasures, there is no original manuscript of a poem with a thousand pounds.

Now if she wants to watch this manuscript being snatched away, how can she bear it!

I saw Ao Huanhuan angrily rushing to the crown, "This is mine! Nineteen sisters wrote it to me!"

The young man glanced at Ao Huanhuan and said lightly, "Oh. It's a good poem, it's mine now."

Ao Huanhuan was stunned.

Is it all this way for the Terrans?

How can you be more bandits than bandits?

Surprised, she couldn't help but say, "Aren't you here to pursue me? Is it really okay for you to just snatch my stuff away?"

The young man's eyebrows twitched, "I was pursuing you just now, but not now."

Ao Huanhuan: ......

Ao Huanhuan was a little tired.

Maybe that's what humans are.

Her previous filter on humans was too deep.

Song Lanyi hid to the side, watching everyone fight because of a one-sentence poem.

Even Ao Huanhuan, who boasted of his identity at the beginning, couldn't help but join the chaotic battlefield at this moment, and his dragon scales were shining with golden light, suppressing everyone for a while.

Seeing that Ao Huanhuan took out his housekeeping skills, the remaining sea clan and human clan did not stop.

Grandma drops, into what a plus!

A real man should grab a poem!

Song Lanyi hid in a small corner, watching the scarf and feather fan flying together, and the robe and boots were the same color, and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

No matter how many times she hinted at it in her heart, she would still be shocked by the world's pursuit of knowledge.

Especially like the poems, which are easier to get started and appreciate than the scriptures, and the ability to empathize is also stronger, and they are more and more sought after by everyone.

In this way, Song Lanyi realized more and more how precious the experience of the so-called "previous life" is for her now.

She even suspected that she had always thought that in the Ninth Dao Fruit, she only knew about Dream Butterfly I.

So is it possible...... The so-called last life is also one of the nine world fruits.

Song Lanyi patted Crab Eighteen and yawned, "Brother Eighteen, it's not too early, it's time to go back."

Crab Eighteen still had eyes the size of copper bells, trying to distinguish between them that was suitable for Ao Huanhuan's good son-in-law.

just watched it for a long time, and he only saw the picture of Ao Huanhuan and this group of people facing each other with swords.

Hearing Song Lanyi's voice, Crab Eighteen woke up like a dream.

He slapped his head and smiled, "It's extreme, it's not too early, the adults in my sister's family should be worried." I'll take you out for brother."

Hearing "adults in the family", the smile on the corner of Song Lanyi's mouth was slightly sluggish, but in the next second, the curvature of the corner of her mouth was greater, and the smile became better

Shine brightly.

When Zhu Xulin heard this, he looked at the crab ten more times, and then looked at Song Lanyi carefully, and saw that Song Lanyi did not react, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Out of the mirage, the brilliant embroidery building behind him, the noisy gongs and drums street, all disappeared.

It's like a mirage.

But in my ears, the sound of the book in the embroidery building was loud, as if it was echoing again.

Walking to the front of Song's house, Song Lanyi looked at the plaque on the house, then at the stone lions on both sides, and at the empty door, sighing slightly in his heart, but he still looked like he was smiling.

She stood still in front of the vermilion gate, and turned to say goodbye to Crab Eighteen and Zhu Xulin.

Before leaving, Crab Eighteen said with a smile, "Sister, we've known each other for a while, why haven't I seen your father and your mother?"

As soon as he said this, Zhu Xulin kicked him unceremoniously, and without waiting for him to say anything, he forcibly dragged him away.

Song Lanyi smiled when he saw this.

Her father wasn't dead, he just left home for something.

Perhaps from the royal family, Zhu Xulin was born very sensitive to this kind of observant things.

He usually looks at the mess, and that's simply because this guy is too lazy to look at words.

Song Lanyi saw their figures far away, turned around, pushed open the door, and walked into the mansion.

As soon as she stepped into the mansion, she saw a dim lamp flickering slightly in the lampshade.

"Uncle Wang?" She was amazed when she saw the comer.

Steward Wang stood in place with a lamp in his hand, and the inky night was reduced to his background at this moment.

The wind blows, and the lights of a bean are swaying.

I could only hear him say gently, "Miss, welcome home."

Song Lanyi looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment.

She seemed to have a moment, like she had returned to when Song Hanhai was still at home.

No matter how late she came back, the light in the study would always come on.

She also looked at Steward Wang and smiled, "I'm back, Uncle Wang."

The other side.

Zhu Xulin dragged Crab Eighteen all the way to a secluded place, and when he saw the latter's stunned look, he said angrily, "If you can't speak, don't talk about it next time." Knowing about Song Lanyi's parents, he still took it out and said it."

"Huh?" Crab Eighteen was surprised, "What's wrong with her parents?"

Zhu Xulin was simply convinced.

"Her father went on military duty, but her mother is gone. If you have the heart, don't mention such things in the future."

"That's ......" Crab Eighteen didn't expect that there was such a relationship in it.

Zhu Xulin glanced at him suspiciously, "You idiot, what are you thinking about there?"

Crab Eighteen followed his words and said what was in his heart, "I mean...... Now that the sea ban has been opened, can you open the opening of this sea ban even wider?"

It's not like a fool can say it.

Zhu Xulin's curiosity rose, "What are you going to do?"

Crab Eighteen didn't speak, just pulled out the mirage in his pocket.

He stretched out his hand and tossed the mirage in his hand.

Under the moonlight, the mirage is white and translucent, and there is a dreamlike feeling.

So far, six chapters have been posted, each chapter is 2000+, almost 1.2 words, I continue to write, how many write as much, and strive for a total of no less than 2 words, thank you for supporting the genuine readers to the present.