After a long time, there was still a dead silence in the room, and almost most of the people were bowing their heads and muttering to themselves, their brows furrowed and loosened, as if they were carefully pondering the charm of the poem, and they forgot about the moment for a while.

"Look up to the sky and laugh and kill people, how can my generation be a Penghao person. What a murder poem...... "The man's eyes became brighter and brighter, his expression was excited, and he excitedly arched his hand towards Chu Ge, and said with a smile: "Please nominate Brother Chu!"

"Didn't Brother Zhao say it? The name of this poem is called a murder poem......" When Chu Ge said this, his face was not red and his heart did not beat, and he secretly confessed to the Taibai poet, and he was also particular about copying the poem by himself, and changed the word "going out" at the end to killing, which made the artistic conception of this poem change earth-shattering, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a naked murder poem.

"Murderous poems, good poems!"

There were people in the room who screamed, and some hurriedly took out the pen and paper they carried with them, copied them at a very fast speed, and then began to savor them, their eyes were full of indescribable excitement, like a long-starved beggar seeing a sumptuous meal. The people present are all really talented and learned, and many of them have studied poetry, which is a wonderful poem, really fast, fast!

Chu Ge couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him, it seemed that he didn't expect that a mere poem could bring such a big shock to these people, if he memorized three hundred Tang poems, wouldn't these people be crazy? This thought flashed by, not to mention whether he could recite so much, but I was afraid that it would not necessarily be a good thing.

Zilu didn't pay attention to Chu Ge's awe-inspiring killing intent, but kept pondering the words and sentences in the poem. The purpose of his original visit was not to fight heresy and compete for a name in poetry, which was one of his rare hobbies. But I didn't expect that the original casual trip would also change like this. However, this Chu Ge is really talented and learned, and he can make such a poem of wind, meaning, and realm in just seven steps, if he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would never believe it.

And what I did was also good. It can be compared with the later work, but it is also far away, not only in the wind and environment, but most importantly, in the ideology, there is a world of difference.

Zilu looked up at Chu Ge, and had some doubts in his heart, how could a mere boy have such a cold and resolute murderous intent? What kind of experience would a person have to make such an arrogant song. Murderous poems. Thinking of this, Zilu couldn't help but be a little curious about him, and at the same time made up some kind of determination. If you really want to do it, then you must crush this son to ashes, and you can't give him a chance to turn over and take revenge. By looking at his poems, you can know his person.

"Poetry, I am not as good as you. ”

Zilu got up, looked at Chu Ge and said lightly, and left straight after speaking, so chic. There was no emotion in his voice, it was just a fact, and he was not reluctant to leave him, even the legendary true dragon's blood was not worth his remembrance.

People who are so transparent. And what is even more terrifying is that such a person is born with murderous intentions towards himself.

Looking at the back of Zi Lu leaving, Chu Ge did not show any joy of victory on his face. On the contrary, it was dignified. It wasn't until the surrounding book mountains cheered and carried the wine jug to come to toast that he came back to his senses.

The students were happy, but You Hong, who was supposed to be one of them, couldn't be happy, on the contrary, his face was now blue and red, as if he had been slapped in public, and his side face was red and painful. He could never have imagined that this Chu Ge was not only proficient in geography and astronomy. His poetic talent is not far behind at all, as you can imagine. This murderous poem, which makes Xilingzi Road ashamed, will make a lot of waves in the book mountain. When the teacher learns about it, it won't be long before this poem appears.

Come to think of it. You Hong was even more sad and angry, and in the end, the tip of his tongue was sweet, and he fainted with a thread of blood on the corner of his mouth. Under the angry eyes of the students of the Du Academy, Chu Ge expressionlessly filled the jade bottle containing the blood of the true dragon into the spatial ring.

After thanking all the classmates for their invitations all the way, before Chu Ge left, he fell in front of Lu Yu's ear and said indifferently: "Miss Lu, I don't like to be used as a gunman, it has nothing to do with me whether you marry this You Hongben, Chu Mou helped you repay the kindness in the ranking tournament this time, and I won't take it as an example." ”

After speaking, no matter what the expression of this bookworm girl was, he turned around and smiled lightly when he walked all the way to the door: "But...... If there is anything that needs help between friends, Chu has always rarely refused. ”

Lu Yu's expression moved slightly when he heard this, and his slender and slightly upturned eyebrows trembled slightly, which was extremely beautiful.

"Look up to the sky and laugh and kill people, how can my generation be a Penghao person. Basil people...... What kind of person are you?"

Lu Yu put away the poem he had copied before, and then looked at the thin back with a black ruler on his back, and the two of them seemed to be separated by a heavy fog, and they couldn't see it clearly at all.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun was lazily sprinkled on the top of this mountain, and the trees and grasses were polished by a whole spring and were not as tender and green as before.

Before the miscellaneous chicken in Tianyu Academy could croak, it was awakened by a rush of footsteps.

At this time, the book mountain can be said to be lively, in the streets and alleys, those representatives of the wealthy families who have been doing business in the mountains for generations are all carrying the gifts wrapped in red lacquered paper to the direction where Tianyu College is located. The sparsely populated top of the book hill is overcrowded at this time, and traffic congestion is extremely rare. There are carriages blocking the road in front, and there are shouts and scolding voices of various stewards, small servants, and merchants.

Before the morning bell rang, the students of the various colleges were so noisy that they opened their sleepy eyes, and those who got up more angry were dancing with their teeth and claws, constantly throwing some bottles and cans on the street, and they were not worried about smashing individuals, and for a while, from the streets and alleys to the various colleges, and then from the students making trouble to the teachers carrying teaching sticks into the dormitory, the endless noise was to drive away all the hazy meaning of the morning.

And the reason for the boiling, the root of the investigation, was actually the young man in Tianyu Academy who was still jumping on the side of the bed and scolding his mother because he was disturbed from his dream. (To be continued)