Chapter 63: This Is Also Worthy of Poetry?

Now that he is facing the powerhouses of the Great Heaven Position, he can still fight, and he has long been unable to see a few powerhouses of the Middle Heaven Rank.

As long as King Erqi's people dare to make a move, he doesn't mind letting him lose face here.

If it weren't for the face of the Yongjue Hou, maybe he would have done it at this time.

"What, King Erqi can't be afraid, right?"

Zhou Rui continued to say in a provocative tone.

King Erqi's face was very ugly, and it was not difficult to see that his murderous intent was very heavy.

No one had ever made him so aggrieved.

I saw that his internal strength was surging, and the aura of the middle heaven position spread out in an instant.

"Master Hou?!"

The new housekeeper was afraid that the two would really fight, and wanted to remind Yongjue to wait.

But Yongjue Hou directly stretched out his hand to interrupt his words, and looked at the two people in front of him with burning eyes.

"Don't worry, let's take a look first!"

In this Fengtian City, there are really not many people who can make the Second Qi King treat him like this, and he is very curious about what this Zhou Rui has done to this Second Qi King.

Finally can't bear to make a move?

Zhou Rui couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart.

As long as the other party makes a move, even if he beats him out well, he can be attributed to the other party's provocation, and his fists and feet have no eyes.

At that time, even if these two Qi kings want to use the power of the royal family to deal with themselves, they will not find any reason!

Now his understanding of this royal family is too weak, so he can't be easily caught.

"Very good! Very good! Zhou Rui, right, I remember you!"

But King Erqi did not rush up as he thought.

I saw him laughing angrily, and said to Zhou Rui with a stunned face: "Don't think that with Yongjue standing behind you, you can sit back and relax, the rivers and lakes are not only opportunities, but there are countless geniuses who have died young!!"

As he spoke, he saw that his breath suddenly converged.

This made Zhou Rui a little helpless.

Temeow's pants are off, and you're going to let me see this?

I thought I could use this to humiliate this proud guy, but I didn't expect it to be a happy one.

"Remember what I'm doing, I'm not interested in you, I'm straight!"

Zhou Rui pretended to be surprised.

This made everyone in the Houfu almost laugh out loud when they heard it.

"This kid really has a hand in humiliating people, and he grasps the weakness of others every sentence, if I remember correctly, what King Erqi hates the most is that others say that he is a woman!"

Seeing that King Erqi was deflated, Yongjue Hou's heart was also very happy, but it was just inconvenient to express his identity.

The second king of Qi looked at Zhou Rui and couldn't wait to rush up and smoke him.

But reason told him that this was not the place for him to do it.

You can't be criticized because of a small person.

I saw that the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, and he said angrily: "Let's go!"

"The rain is slippery, King Erqi should be careful under his feet, in case..."

Thump!

Because of the anger and the heavy rain, the road under his feet was very muddy, and the second king of Qi was unstable and fell directly to the ground.

"I just told you to be careful!"

Hearing this, King Er Qi only felt a breath in his chest, and almost vomited blood.

Could this kid have been sent by heaven to make him unhappy?

"Damn, I want this kid to die, he must die!"

As he walked, King Erqi cursed viciously!

Inside the chamber.

Only Yongjue Hou and Zhou Rui are left.

"Haha, seeing the deflated look of King Erqi, the old man's heart was particularly happy. ”

"For so many years, I have been led by the nose by that guy, and today I see that he also has people who can't deal with it, my heart, not to mention how comfortable it is!"

"And that's all thanks to you!"

It can be seen that King Erqi was extremely happy to eat the deflated Yongjue, and even poured tea for Zhou Rui himself.

This is a very high treatment, even if the royal family comes to him, they have never seen him pour tea for anyone!

"By the way, how did you think about that?"

Yongjue Hou suddenly asked.

Now Zhou Rui has become the last straw to save his daughter from fire and water.

His attitude is of great significance to him and even to the entire Houfu today.

"Well, I'm here to discuss this matter with Master Hou, I don't have much of a problem here, but I don't know what Miss Qingyao thinks!"

Zhou Rui is colorful.

"Haha, don't worry about this, by the way, you and the little girl haven't met yet, I'll call her here, you two will meet, come here!"

"No need, I'm just fine, I just need to tell me the location of Qing Yao, and I'll go by myself!"

Seeing that Hou Ye insisted on calling Qing Yao over, Zhou Rui hurriedly stopped.

Luo Qingyao had actually seen it, and even seen it very thoroughly, almost through the kind of thoroughness of the clothes.

Recalling the looming scene he saw that night, Zhou Rui couldn't help but feel an evil fire suddenly stirring in his body.

Yongjue Hou frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "She should study in the lotus pond in the backyard at this time, and I'll let someone take you there!"

This time, Zhou Rui did not refuse.

On the lotus pond in the backyard of the Yongjue Mansion.

A small and delicate pavilion stands in the middle of lotus leaves.

At this time, the heavy rain was still falling sparsely, and layers of ripples were waving on the surface of the lake.

in the pavilion.

A beautiful figure was holding a book of poetry, reading it as if no one was around.

On the side, there was another teenager, who was concentrating on writing something.

After a while, I saw that the young man suddenly put away his pen in a chic manner, and said very happily: "Qingyao, come and see, how is my poem written?"

Luo Qingyao immediately got up and walked over.

I saw that the words on the paper were very beautiful.

It reads: The rain falls and the lotus bows its head, the wind blows the curtain and moves, and the bead curtain beauty laughs, which is better than the city of the country!

Seeing the last two sentences, Luo Qingyao's face couldn't help but turn red, she naturally knew that it was written about her.

So I saw her smile flatly and said, "Well, yes, I feel it!"

"Can this thing be called poetry?"

At this time, a very incongruous voice sounded.

This is exactly what Zhou Rui said.

He had just arrived here, and he almost didn't laugh out loud when he heard the poem written by the white-haired boy in front of him.

In addition to rhyme, the literature and science do not make sense, can this also be called poetry?

It's just insulting the poem!

"The six heroes of Fengtian are the poet immortal Li Mu, I don't know who your Excellency is, what do you think?"

Hearing Zhou Rui say that his poems were not worthy of being called poems, the white-haired boy was particularly annoyed.

But because it was Luo Qingyao next to him, he didn't have a seizure, but said in a cold tone.

Luo Qingyao didn't make a sound, but looked at Zhou Rui with a slightly puzzled gaze.

But there was a slight movement in his heart: he, why is he here?

"Shixian??Can you still be called a Shixian when written like this?haha!"

Hearing that this guy actually claimed to be a scholar and poet immortal, Zhou Rui laughed inauthentically again.

If this can become a poet immortal, then can't any young man in his world be mixed with a poet, a god of poetry and the like?

Li Bai, isn't Du Pu here to be called the ancestor of poetry?

Sure enough, paying too much attention to martial arts will make literature backward, and the literature of this world is even more backward.