The four lines of poetry were sung, accompanied by Ning Wuji's deliberately suppressed voice, and everyone invariably stopped the action in their hands and held their breath.

Cha!

With a flash of knife light, people felt as if something was pressing down on their chests, and because of this pressure, there was an urge that seemed to gush out in order to fight it.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles.

Brush off your clothes and go to the house, hide deep with your name!

The crowd wanted to sing along, but.

The poem is not over yet.

Because the dense drumbeat of the girl is still interlude.

Everyone looked up at Ning Wuji, who was wielding the Qinglong Knife, and only felt that if the chivalrous guest of Zhao Guo in the poem was in the world, he should look like this.

Valiant!

Invincible!

Invincible!

Xi Rou was clapping her waist drum while preparing the next instrument, and she should concentrate on preparing for her famous piece this time.

But out of the corner of her eye, she always couldn't control her gaze at the young man wielding the long knife.

For a long time, she always felt that the Daxing boy lacked heroism because of his emphasis on literature and martial arts, even if the famous Jinling poet was also a white-faced boy, although he was handsome, he did not meet her ideal man.

As it turned out, she was still too young and too little to see.

A Daxing boy like Ning Sangongzi, elegant and dignified when quiet, and straight into the knife at every turn, although it was the first time she saw it, she was sure that such a man was the person she was looking for.

Xirou's eyes were full of autumn water, but she was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to her senses and hurriedly prepared the musical instrument.

She and Ning Sangongzi cooperated seamlessly, how could she delay her work because she looked at each other twice.

Airplanes......

The sound of strings joins the sound of dancing knives.

Ning Wujian met her eyes with Miss Xirou, nodded her head to confirm that it was time to move on to the next piece of music, and then stopped dancing the knife and began to chant instead.

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and kneel forward. will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou to win. Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is born. ”

Ning Wuji's tone was more flamboyant than before.

People's minds can't help but rise and fall with it.

Some martial artists who have never met with talents even raised their sleeves and stained wet wipes with tears.

If they could meet and befriend a master like Xinlingjun, they wouldn't be wasting their days now.

Looking at the hot wine in their hands, everyone drank it one after another, regardless of whether it was a cup of peace wine or turbid wine.

If it weren't for the interlude, they would have shouted the word "color" on the spot, at least they would have been able to vent their depression in their hearts.

Everyone has the idea of sticking a knife in the ribs for a confidant, but in this world, where can there be so many confidants who can meet and seek each other?

"Save Zhao waving the golden gavel, Handan was shocked first. Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. The bones of the arson are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world. Who can write Your Excellency, the white head is too mystical. ”

At the end, the interlude changes abruptly.

I only listened to the eagle chirping and roaring of the girl, which made people go straight into the hearts of the people like a long rainbow through the sun, and melted the original depression into a cavity of blood.

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world! Good poetry! Good sentence! ”

"With this sentence, why don't I practice martial arts for another year to take the martial arts test!"

"Who can write Your Excellency, the White Head Taixuan Sutra. Fellow students, our generation should be self-reliant, be a man to learn the way of chivalry, even if you are incompetent, you have to do your best, but don't learn from the useless scholar who is mixed in with the white head but achieves nothing, and does nothing! ”

Everyone was very impressed with this brother's suggestion.

Many of them here wanted to seek fame first, and then what they wanted to do in order to make a contribution.

But this new poem tells them a new direction.

That is, for the country and the people, there is no need to deliberately pursue fame, even if it is an unknown chivalrous man, he can also bear the heavy responsibility of being famous through the ages!

If there is another person like Ning Shixian who can leave a poem for them and pass it on to the world, then he will really die without regrets!

The long howl died down.

But the interlude quickly looped around and started all over again.

For the first time singing, as long as the new poem is known to everyone, and the words are accompanied by music, it is naturally weaker.

And the second time, in order to match the tune, Xirou used her true skills.

As soon as the waist drum sounded, everyone looked sideways.

The strings clanged like a knife edge.

The intensification of the music is more inspiring.

Accompanied by the sound of Ning Wuji's chanting and dancing knives, everyone forgot what they were going to do, and all followed the rhythm and words in their ears, rising and falling in the sea of poetry, and their hearts were happy.

And the murderous aura brought by the dancing knife that is like a substance aroused the blood in the hearts of the martial arts people present.

When the second time the new poem was sung, one person raised his arms and shouted.

"How to serve the country? How do we protect the people? ”

"There is a big battle for the horse leather shroud on the battlefield, and a small one is to eradicate the robbers!"

"Now that the thieves are making trouble in the city, everyone will work together to help the government fight!"

Between words.

A few people who have gained the fame of martial arts people, I don't know whether they are listening to poems or drinking, and they are about to go downstairs and leave with their arms raised and shouted.

Qiu Niang glanced at Ning Wuxian, and after confirming that Ning Wuxian had no intention of obstructing, she hurriedly signaled the turtle slave guarding the gate to give way.

"Come with me!"

"Don't get in the way!"

"Get rid of the widows!"

Who dared to block the way when they encountered this group of hot-blooded martial artists?

Even the people of the Japanese Kingdom who were present and had not been found to be identified, they were trembling just by hearing the voice, not to mention the guests who were blocking in front of them, and they all gave way and let this group of Wuju people who had found people who could do what they could go out to help the government.

Ning Wuxian stood beside the high platform and was relieved to see the reaction of this group of hot-blooded men.

Although it is true that there is an element of his guidance, it is already very good that everyone can do this.

At least it can add a boost to the government and exert invisible pressure on the enemy.

Zhao Ke...... Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. ”

When the third chant begins again.

Someone preemptively opened his mouth in front of Ning Wujian and entered the wrong shot.

But no one stopped singing because of such a small mistake.

Another new single starts the loop.

Ning Wuxian glanced at those who couldn't keep up with the rhythm and had some rap in their words.

Originally, it was just a suspicion, but now it can be directly affirmed.

The cycle of new songs and the drinking of the first color made the atmosphere in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion reach its climax with the powerful drumbeat of Miss Xirou.

Just when the meticulous workers finally memorized "Chivalrous Journey", a few Ning family servants quietly arrived with wine barrels.

Others didn't notice it, they just thought it was a little guy in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Beidi and the Japanese people saw it, but they didn't take it to heart.

I didn't find out that in addition to the Ning family's little servant and Zheng Donglin, who came before, there was also a guard who accompanied Jiang Yan.

"Mr. Ning, the government really received a large number of secret letters reporting the hiding strongholds of the Japanese people, and after the adults personally led the troops to destroy one, they received a secret letter about reporting the identity of the Beidi people, and now the government is all dispatched, this is the map of the city made by the adults themselves, the black dots mark the location of the Beidi people and the stronghold, and the red dots are the Wa countries."