"Your Excellency's prejudice against Yoo Yong seems to be very deep. ”

Chen Mo pursed his lips.

Huang Chao smiled, "I just believe that great power comes from infinite killing, and if you can comprehend it without moaning, then the Star Boundary didn't need to fight stars before." ”

"The dragon has water to establish gods, and the people have the power of the people. I can answer you now, the Fish Leaping Dragon Gate needs the strength to soar into the sky. The prestige of the people also needs to be domineering in the world. ”

"One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither! Only such verses can convince people!"

This sky-high general was really angry, Chen Mo shrugged, and was noncommittal to her words. "Your Excellency doesn't know what the name of the star is, so why do you want to come to the coquettish meeting to make yourself unhappy. ”

"I am the Yellow Nest of Tianju Xing's 'Cupola General'. I'm here to humiliate them. Huang Chao generously expressed his inner thoughts.

What should I say about her? She is very ambitious and undisguised, and I really don't know if this is self-confidence or conceit.

"I wish Miss Huang a wish come true. Chen Mo smiled and arched his hand, this woman is a little crazy, it should not be too involved.

Huang Chao stretched out his hand and blocked Chen Mo's way.

"Does Miss Huang Chao want to have a poetry conversation with me?" Chen Mo asked gently, there is an exchange of poetry at the coquettish conference that can help the realm, but it is obvious that Huang Chao does not belong to this case, her star name is essentially Ziwei who is subservient to the potential of military generals and even emperors, to be honest, she is qualified to participate in the coquettish, Chen Mo is very incomprehensible.

"I hate the people who are in the sky, the generals suppress the world, but in the end, they are passed down by the generals, and the reputation of the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly are all in their pen. The woman raised her eyebrows solemnly.

It's a bit of a 'history is a little girl dressed up wantonly by the article', but what does it matter to me?

Chen Mo blinked: "If the girl feels unfair, she can go to the Ten Thousand Temples Temple to express her thoughts." ”

"I'm not a star general, so it's useless to talk to me about this. ”

"You retorted to me on the ship, I'm a bit of a grudge. Huang Chao said calmly.

"I can see that the girl is not big in some way. Chen Mo glanced at the woman's chest, and he didn't know if the underwear was tight and a little flat. "If you want to fight, shouldn't you find a place where no one is around?" Chen Mo was not afraid of her.

Huang Chao raised her eyebrows, Chen Mo'an's attitude was beyond her expectations.

This man is too calm.

In the astral boundary, even Tianzun could not be so calm, if he was not an idiot, he had a confident strength to compete with himself.

Fighting yourself?

Huang Chao was disdainful in her heart, she was not interested in killing Chen Mo, "You are also here to participate in the coquettish? ”

"Poetry?"

"If you lose, give me your coquettish coquette. Huang Chao said.

Chen Mo smiled.

"What if you lose?"

"I'm not going to lose. Huang Chao replied confidently.

"I also said I wouldn't lose, does that guarantee make sense?"

"Okay, I'll give you my jade pendant if I lose. Huang Chao took out the jade pendant, and the jade pendant was almost at the level of blue light, and it seemed that she had gained a lot from the coquettish conference.

"How do you compare?"

Huang Chao looked ahead, there was just a courtyard, chrysanthemums were planted outside, and the courtyard was full of people, obviously competing for the power of a Zhuzi stele.

The two of them walked towards it.

There are hundreds of people in the courtyard, and there are golden chrysanthemums blooming on all sides, which is very spectacular, and there is a large Zhuzi tablet in the middle of the chrysanthemums.

Some star generals are writing on the stone tablet, and after writing, the stone tablet will emit a ray of light and cover each other to express the great wish of the sons, but this stone tablet is very deep, and the grand wishes of the sons are great, and these people can get a small part of the power.

"The garden is full of golden chrysanthemums, and there are lonely bushes that are like frost. It's also like today's song banquet, and Pulsatilla enters the juvenile field. ”

A girl in yellow carved words on the stone tablet, and everyone read it and praised it.

"This poetry is in a good realm, using flowers as a metaphor for people, and it is very interesting. It's just that you can only get a little bit of the grand wish of the princes, and this Yongju seems to be really not good. ”

When Chen Mo heard this, he secretly cursed Huang Chao for being insidious, and she designed it.

Originally, this courtyard was called Luoying Temple, and there was a stone tablet of Zhuzi in the courtyard, and there was a title of Yongdai on it.

'Chrysanthemum' has the noble temperament of 'a hundred flowers withering, and Fangju is glorious' in the eyes of the spirit general, and Qu Yuan's divorce also has the expression of 'drinking magnolia in the morning and falling in the dew, and autumn chrysanthemum in the evening'.

The realm of Yongdai has been the favorite of poetry spirits since ancient times.

But who is Huang Chao? The stars have chrysanthemums in them, and there are only two poems in her life in history, both of which are related to 'chrysanthemum', but these two poems are popular and popular in the world, and they are unique and extremely clever in the 'Yongdai' in the past dynasties, and she doesn't know how to die when she competes.

Huang Chao showed a weird smile: "Let's make a chrysanthemum realm, who can get the power of the prince's ambition, the more wins, fair, what do you think?"

Chen Mo searched his intestines and scraped his stomach, racking his brains and couldn't think of anything comparable to Huang Chao.

"Of course, I won't use the previous one against you. Huang Chao said disdainfully.

"If you don't use this song, you may not be able to beat me. Chen Mo's eyes rolled.

Huang Chao despised in her heart, and a monk dared to get an axe in front of her, except for that one, in fact, Huang Chao already had a transcendent Yongdaisy poem in her heart, which she had never made public, but because of the realm of this poem, she entered the stars.

She is very confident, even if Liu Yong and Su Shi are right, she can win.

"Hmph, you first, I'm going to make you smile and be generous in front of people. Huang Chao lowered his eyebrows and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Hearing that someone was comparing chrysanthemum poems, the people around were very curious.

However, after seeing that Chen Mo was a mixed yuan monk, they all showed disapproval.

Xuanhuang poems all belong to the talent of the spirit general, and a man wants to get the grand wish of the princes, which is a fool's dream.

The men immediately lost interest, and each discussed the poetry of Yongdaisy with his friends, meditating on new verses.

Chen Mo looked at Huang Chaoyi's commanding attitude quite unpleasantly, and seeing that she seemed to want to humiliate herself, Chen Mo smiled and was not polite.

I walked back and forth in the yard, looking at the chrysanthemums blooming proudly in the yard, and the cold fragrance swept like an autumn wind.

After a circle, Chen Mo walked to the stone stele.

"Don't humiliate yourself, a man. "The woman who made 'flowers don't bloom and a hundred flowers' just now reprimanded impatiently.

Chen Mo glanced at her, her eyes were firm, her posture was majestic, the girl's heart was cold, and the second sentence was swallowed by this momentum.

Chen Mo lifted his fingertips, ran his mind, and was in the artistic conception of the chrysanthemums in the courtyard, and a sword qi shot out and carved it on the stone tablet.

"The sassy west wind is planted all over the yard. ”

After the first line of the poem appeared, Huang Chao's sneer disappeared.

"Rui Hanxiang is cold and butterflies are difficult to come. ”

In the second sentence, the spirit general and the monks in the courtyard stopped talking, and they all raised their eyes to look at the stone tablet, each with a different surprise.

"If I am the Green Emperor in his year!"

After the third sentence appeared, everyone's expressions were amazed, and the air froze.

When the last sentence "Report and peach blossoms bloom together." After appearing, no one could be heard in Luoyingyuan, and even his breathing disappeared, and there was the sound of chrysanthemums shaking in the cold wind in the courtyard.

"Impossible!!"

Huang Chao was stunned.

The sassy west wind is planted all over the yard, and it is difficult for the cold fragrance and cold butterflies to come;

If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will report that the peach blossoms will bloom together.

The laughing girl in yellow read the chrysanthemum poem on the stone tablet and was moved. The whole Yongdai does not have a word 'chrysanthemum', but it vividly outlines a picture of chrysanthemums.

Whether it is the realm of the spirit of the past dynasties, whether it is to express the feelings of "lonely and proud of the world", the state of "lonely and vulgar" or the feeling of "lonely and unaccompanied", it is often inseparable from the word "lonely", but throughout this one, if he is the green emperor in his year, he and the peach blossoms bloom together, but there is a proud independence, soaring ambition to the sky, which simply overshadows other Yongdai.

A vast artistic conception enveloped the Luoying Courtyard, and I saw that there seemed to be peach blossoms and chrysanthemums blooming at the same time in the void, which was really a report and peach blossoms blooming together.

I saw that the Zhuzi Monument was shining brightly, and almost all of them entered Chen Mo's coquettish jade pendant.

Even the ambitions of all the sons were impressed by this hymn.

"If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will repay the peach blossoms to bloom together! The woman in yellow trembled, looking at Chen Mo in disbelief, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that such a poem would come from a man's mouth.

Chen Mo reined in his mind, Luoying Yuan regained his composure, and turned to look at Huang Chao.

The woman's expression was extremely stunned, and she was furious: "You copy my Yongdai!!" I saw a wave of anger erupt from her eyes, like the pouring water from all over the world, which made everyone feel cold.

The shadow of Xuanwu stood up to the sky, indifferent in anger.

Chen Mo walked leisurely and smiled coldly: "Huang Chao, can't you afford to lose?"

"You!!"

Huang Chao clenched his fists, this song of chrysanthemum was the work of her breakthrough into the realm of the stars, she originally wanted to be a blockbuster at the coquettish conference, but she never expected that a man would coincide with her, and she actually brewed her realm.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, how is it possible......" Huang Chao said eight in a row how is it possible, a little shocked.

"The artistic conception of the chrysanthemum made by this monk is extraordinary, we have seen it with our own eyes, and he made it ahead of you, how can it be plagiarism, unless you have proof that it is earlier than him. The monks in the courtyard were all impressed by this Yongju and refuted for Chen Mo.

Huang Chao scolded, only to see the golden light in the courtyard, countless golden chrysanthemums, peach blossoms conjuring up, what is the same artistic conception as Chen Mo.

"This can only say that you have comprehended the realm of your verse, but it does not mean anything. The girl frowned.

"Huang Chao, it's your turn to Yongdai. Chen Mo made a gesture of please.

The song he made was indeed Huang Chao's own, but seeing her arrogant appearance, Chen Mo took it and fought back, letting her know what it means to have a person outside the sky.

Huang Chao took a deep breath before calming down the urge to kill in her heart, if she killed someone for a song of chrysanthemum, then she would be no different from Song Zhiwen who killed people for the sentence 'Similar to flowers every year, different people every year', and it would only leave a dirty reputation.

Huang Chao couldn't find any evidence of Chen Mo's plagiarism, and it was impossible for her to think that Chen Mo knew everything about this Yongju in his previous life.

Is it a coincidence?

Genius?

Or maybe he once had something to do with the star name of his Yellow Nest?

"Very good, damn it!"

Tian Juxing's eyes were condensed, and he stretched out his hand a little, and a few golden rays of light carved on the stone tablet.

When Chen Mo went to look, Huang Chao had disappeared and slipped away.

"Damn, if you say yes, you lose to Yu Pei, and people with small hearts really can't gamble. Chen Mo is funny, these people often don't fulfill their promises, so they never lose anything in betting.

However, looking at the poem left by Huang Chao on the stone tablet, "It can be the head of a hundred flowers, and the natural heaven gives him yellow clothes" is also unruly, and he is indeed worthy of the genius of Yongdai.

"Childe. The girl in yellow walked up to Chen Mo and arched her hand.

"You're welcome, just call me Chen Mo. Chen Mo returned the salute.

"No, it's not the earth to feel the star's drunken sorrow and joy' Bai Juyi Bai whispered, Chen Mo Gongzi's song of chrysanthemum called Cai Cai benefited a lot, can you communicate with the son in a whisper?" The girl reported her real name, polite, and looked forward to it in her eyes.

Bai Juyi, who is known as the "poetry demon" and "poetry king", has extremely high achievements in literature. It's just that looking at the girl, it seems that the star name has not been born and grown for too long, and it is outside the realm of the earth star, but this is just a pearl covered with dust, and it will inevitably shine in all directions over time. Chen Mo was respectful and polite.

"Of course it's good, it's just a whisper that my sister doesn't dislike me. ”

Hearing that whispering sister, Bai Juyi's face flushed slightly, and he nodded righteously.

"That Huang Chao left a sentence just now, her ambition is very big, it's not simple, she said that her brother plagiarized, which shows that she has a very small heart, and her brother should be careful. "Girls are also smart and clever.

Chen Mo nodded, Bai Juyi in front of him was so cute.