Chen Huaiyi sensed the trace of consciousness coming from the bottom of his heart again.

Writing poetry?

What is Writing Poetry?

What poems to write?

What is poetry?

However, the thought has only moved, and the body has already responded.

Staggered and continued to approach Zhao Qingyao.

If you are shaking, you may fall at any time.

But he still raised the wine gourd to his mouth.

"Goo-"

Take a sip.

A slight glow of blue water trickles down from the mouth, and before it hits the ground, it emits a strong aroma.

The rich aroma spreads immediately.

Listening to the outskirts of the Snow Mountain Villa, it seems to be turned into a winery, and the mellow aroma is intoxicating.

Everyone smelled the fragrance.

Exultation.

"Treasure wine!"

"Seven Treasures of Wine!"

"It smells so good!"

"I didn't expect that such an unpopular martial artist would have a day when he smelled the taste of treasure wine."

"It's a good wine!"

"This should be the green plum that Chen Xiaojiuxian made famous a few days ago, right?"

"The wine fairy is the wine fairy, and all you drink every day is the seven-grade treasure wine, and when you grow up, then you can pay it back?"

"But...... Can the little brewmaster still grow? ”

"This ......"

"It's already very remarkable that the little wine fairy can make two moves in a row, the 'Cloud Breaking Knife', and he really can't use the third sword."

"Confucian and Taoist monks are like this, they are mortals when they are exhausted, and they are inferior to our martial artists."

"It's a pity for Chen Xiaojiuxian."

Then.

Zhao Qingyao shouted "write poetry".

Everyone was stunned.

Writing poetry?

Chen Xiaojiuxian is drunk like this, how can he write poems?

What is the use of poems written in this state?

Although the idea is right, supplement the tone with original poems to improve the ability to continue the war.

However, it's too hard.

It's hard for anyone who is sober.

It's even harder for people who are drunk.

Even if this person is Chen Huaiyi!

Chen Zhixiang was also taken aback.

But it quickly reacted.

You can't let this little bunny write poetry.

Even if this is unlikely, you can't take any chances.

Quick!

Lest there be any extraneous branches!

Be sure to get Chen Huaiyi's head!

Thinking so, he gritted his teeth, urged almost all the literary tone, and recited again "The waves of the East China Sea are strong, and the sword shadow of the Xijiang River is lonely".

Swing your sword!

An almost invisible and more slender sword qi stabbed towards Chen Huaiyi at an even faster speed.

This is the real killer move.

A big killer move with all your might.

Meanwhile.

Chen Huaiyi took a sip of wine and spit out a few words indistinctly.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying......"

"Wu Hook, Frost and Snow ......"

A poem came out.

Heaven and earth move.

"Boom—"

The feeling of being turned upside down hit again.

The extremely rich original literary atmosphere gushed out from heaven and earth, forming a huge literary vortex around Chen Huaiyi.

The sword qi that Chen Zhixiang used with all his might, after approaching Chen Huaiyi's body, was instantly swept into it by the turbulent whirlpool, and disappeared silently, without splashing even the slightest wave.

What's the situation?

Chen Zhixiang was shocked.

But he turned and ran.

He didn't dare to spy on what happened to Chen Huaiyi.

Although he still has a certain amount of combat effectiveness, he has not much of his temperament left, and his combat power is far inferior to the peak.

If it is delayed any longer, it is very likely that Chen Huaiyi, a little boy, will be planted in his head.

What's more, the current situation is too scary.

At the beginning of a sentence, there was such a big movement.

It's really written, so it's worth it?

The opening moves the world.

Even if Chen Huaiyi stood still, the saint would not sit idly by.

The best opportunity is gone.

It's better to go first.

When the combat effectiveness is restored, come back to find an opportunity.

As long as you are a little more patient with a child, you will definitely have many opportunities.

For example, forgo a head-to-head duel and switch to a sneak attack.

It's dishonorable, but what's the point of losing face compared to completing the task?

Chen Huaiyi continued to chant.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a meteor."

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

"Brush off your clothes and go away, and hide your body and name deeply."

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and knees forward."

"Will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan."

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is light."

"After the eyes are dazzled, the spirit is vibrant."

"Save Zhao with the golden mallet, Handan was shocked first."

"Two strong men in a thousand autumns, Xuanhe Daliang City."

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world."

"Who can write Your Excellency, Baishou Taixuanjing."

"Chivalrous Walk."

"Tang, Li Bai."

Chen Huaiyi swayed and read the words, swayed to Zhao Qingyao's side, sat down next to Zhao Qingyao, raised his head and poured another mouthful.

Zhao Qingyao was surprised and delighted.

Brother Zhong Yi actually wrote poetry.

And so well written.

The beginning moves the world.

This article is a whirlpool, I am afraid that it is a famous poem that can be passed down through the ages, a famous poem of the level of "Burrow Ming" and "Shi Shuo".

Moreover, only the opening sentence scared away the shadowless sword Chen Zhixiang.

Brother Zhong Yi is really ridiculously strong.

That is, the time is still short.

If you give Brother Zhong Yi a few years, I'm afraid that he will be able to wrestle with Da Ru.

Anyway.

The most important thing is to be alive.

This level is over.

At this time, Zhao Qingyao had time to look up at the sky.

in the sky.

Strange scenes.

A knight wearing a bearded hat, a sword as clear as frost and snow, a white horse galloping like a meteor with a silver saddle, a warrior who kills thousands of miles away, a warrior who eats meat and drinks a lot, wields a golden mallet, and a Confucian with white hair and a bright head......

There are also ghosts and gods chanting over and over again.

Moreover, the tone is heroic.

The sound spreads between heaven and earth.

Even if people don't know who Zhu Hai and Hou Huan are, it doesn't prevent them from feeling the heroic spirit that rises to the sky.

There are even large ceilings falling like snowflakes, turning into a rich original literary atmosphere that has not entered Chen Huaiyi's literary heart.

Until the saint appeared.

The saint appeared, and everyone bowed down.

The sage nodded slightly, smiling: "Chen Huaiyi, there is really no wrong nickname in this world, I have seen you several times, about half of you are drunk, and the poems written in a drunken state are also more energetic, and this "Chivalrous Journey" is one of the models.

"Although I don't know who you write in your poem, you can feel the pride that shoots out between the lines, and even the saint can't hate to incarnate as Hu Ying Zhao Ke, riding a white horse, holding a Wu hook, and killing the enemy thousands of miles away.

"That feeling, just thinking about it, makes me feel extremely happy, even if I die immediately, I also feel that it is worth it.

"This "Chivalrous Journey" is not only heroic, but also a powerful war poem, and the effect is relatively comprehensive, which is really rare.

"Chen Huaiyi, keep up the good work, Bensheng wants to see more poems from Tang Libai, his poems are too heroic, and his style is self-contained, just like a fairy in the poem."

The words fell, and he raised his hand and threw down another thing.

Then it fades away.

Heaven and earth return to tranquility.

Listening to the snow mountain villa, everyone still maintained a stunned attitude.

It's amazing enough to move the world.

It's still a war poem.

And it is a war poem that has been recognized by the saints.

The evaluation of the saint is powerful and comprehensive.

It is foreseeable that this song "Chivalrous Journey" will soon become the target of almost all Confucian scholars.

War poems can be different from ordinary poems, not only to improve combat effectiveness, but also to fight.

A strong war poem is the guarantee of survival.

Whether you walk the rivers and lakes, or join the army to kill the enemy, you can't do without powerful war poems.

War poems are more precious than ordinary poems!

Chen Xiaojiuxian's worth has risen again!

It's just a pity that he got away with the murderer Chen Zhixiang.