Chapter 204, "Li Da Poet"

That Feng Erni looked at the willows on the side of the road, occasionally with a pink background, and I don't know if it was Jing Mei's idiot, or if she was thoughtful, and she didn't move for a long time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since this little demon girl is not the Great Demon King, Li Yunlong has no heart to inquire about anything more. He was about to find an excuse to leave, and the wind Erni said quietly:

"That fisherman boy is not bad, but I grew up in the pond and marsh, and I haven't seen enough of this red and willow green, and I have to spend my days with him in the wind and waves, so I am inevitably a little unwilling......"

"Huh, Uncle Erni, what are you talking about?"

Li Yunlong was a little confused by Feng Erni's words, and asked in surprise. That Feng Erni also noticed the gaffe, and hurriedly chuckled, looked at him left and right, and said:

"I didn't say anything, by the way, Senior Nephew Yunlong, you say, is Wu Meiniang really beautiful?"

Li Yunlong scratched his head, frowned slightly, and said:

"Although I have entered the palace twice with the Nine Emperor Prince Li Zhi, I have never seen that Wu Meiniang, but from the poems written by my aunt and the title given to her by the saint, I think she must be a beautiful woman with beautiful looks and talents. ”

When Feng Erni heard this, she sighed and said:

"The world is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, not only heroes are often seen, but there are also many beauties. I only talk about the charming and hot Guo Rong, the delicate and quiet Xing Qian'er, and the cold and noble Wang Yuchan, who are rare beauties in the world. I don't know that there is a peerless beauty hidden in the Tang Palace, if I have the fate to meet her, it would be great. ”

The two have their own thoughts, the thief Li Yunlong is to find out the origin of Feng Erni, and Feng Erni is to train her little lover. Therefore, he didn't go far, and returned to the Maoshan Sect Altar.

Before entering the door, the naughty Feng Erni held Li Yunlong's hand again. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yu Xiaoyu walking back and forth in the courtyard with red eyes.

When Yu Xiaoyu saw that Feng Erni and the shameless nephew were still holding her, she was jealous, and she was furious, and she almost became a sweet and sour fish. He said sourly:

"Yo he, it turns out that the great poet Li is back, come and come, you have stepped on this spring, and the scenery has also been appreciated, why don't you improvise a poem anymore? ”

In the courtyard, beside the flower bed, colorful butterflies are flying, followed by Xiao Xiuniang, Bei Duofen, and Xiao Feilong, innocent; under the shade of the willows, Sima Chengzhen, the crazy old man piercing the sky, the little fat man Timo, Zejing Lao Huang, and the black haired Xiao Hei are gathered together, dividing all kinds of snacks, and they are happy; in the pavilion, Gu Zhenren, the old man Yuan Shoucheng, the Yan Huanglong is in the sky, the second prince of the South China Sea Dragon King Ao Chen, the sword immortal Jia Wuqing, the bearded Daojun Pan Shizheng and others are playing chess and drinking tea, talking and laughing; put at the door, the fire phoenix Guo Rong, the frost fairy Wang Yuchan, The dragon girl Ao Shuang surrounded the mother and son of Xing Qian'er, the fairy of the hundred flowers who were about to come out of the full moon, smiling happily.

After hearing Yu Xiaoyu's sour words, everyone also gathered around, wanting to see what kind of dragon fight between Yu Xiaoyu and Li Yunlong was.

It's just that the little fat man Timo and a few other foodies not only saw it with relish, but also ate it with pleasure, which invisibly angered the little demon girl Feng Erni. That Feng Erni glanced at Yu Xiaoyu with inquiring eyes, Yu Xiaoyu had already been carried away by the vinegar fire, and snorted coldly:

"Hmph, do you still need to eat poetry if you have a poem? Don't you like poetry? You let Li Yunlong make poems for you!"

The hateful little fat man Timo added salt and vinegar to it, and said as he ate:

"Li Yunlong can write poems? He cooks half-cooked food, and he can also compose poems? Hey, I said Li Yunlong, do you eat your poems raw? Or do you eat them cooked?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, Feng Erni was angry and annoyed, she would not back down at this moment. Yu Xiaoyu gave the snacks she bought to Timo and the others to anger her, and Feng Erni also had a way. She didn't even have the capital at all, so she simply leaned her head on Li Yunlong's shoulder, and said angrily:

"Li Lang, you can make a poem for the slave family. ”

Everyone was cold, Yu Xiaoyu's sweet and sour fish was about to be scorched, and Yu Xiaoyu simply took out a small flag as thin as a cicada's wings, almost transparent, and roared:

"Li Yunlong! I know that you have already blessed a few star seals on your broken 'Qingqiu Sword', if you can make a poem immediately, I will use this 'Smallpox Wonderful Falling Flag' to bless you with star seals! If you can't do it, stay away from Erni as soon as possible!"

Yu Xiaoyu, Yu Xiaoyu, if you don't say this, maybe Li Yunlong will pass by thinking that he is cowardly, anyway, Li Yunlong is very thick-skinned.

But as soon as Yu Xiaoyu said this, Li Yunlong's mind became lively. Only, can he make poetry?

When the book is used, there is less hatred, but now Li Yunlong understands the meaning of this sentence. People also say that knowing the son is more than the father, and the master is similar to the master. It's just that the teacher is not a mother, that the teacher Guo Rong is annoyed that Li Yunlong has been too stubborn recently, and she once sang children's songs to make fun of her, just when she was holding Pan Yifeng, she raised Pan Yifeng's little feet to Li Yunlong's mouth, and said with a smile:

"Don't say you're composing poetry, boy, can't you sing? You can sing a nursery rhyme. Can't sing it? Yifeng, let your brother Yunlong lick the ** girl, and reminisce about what childhood is!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, Li Yunlong hurriedly secretly checked his mind, and searched in the Ruyi ring, he wanted to find a collection of poems or something, and grafted and put together a poem.

I don't know that in my Ruyi ring, in addition to a volume of "Wind Resisting Technique", a picture scroll of a red whisk girl, and treasures such as a golden dragon whistle, a nine-petal copper hammer, a demon army card, a bronze bell, and two small leather whips of a donkey, there are also some broken silver and copper coins.

Alas, I usually treat poetry collections as waste paper, but now I want to exchange some waste paper with silver money, and there is nowhere to exchange it.

What should I do? That Yu Xiaoyu waved the "Smallpox Wonderful Falling Flag", triumphantly, and Feng Erni pursed her lips, embarrassed. The treasure is in front of you, only a poem away!

Timo, the little fat man, was very hateful, and his fluffy paws held up a piece of halva, and laughed:

"Li Yunlong, if you think Xiao Yifeng's feet are too salty, it will affect your poetry. Come on, come on, Uncle Shi, I'll give you a piece of candy!"

Yu Xiaoyu was even more proud when he saw someone supporting him, he saw Li Yunlong looking at Sima Chengzhen with expectant eyes, and said with a smile:

"Brothers, keep an eye on Sima Chengzhen, don't let Li Yunlong get the slightest hint! Li Yunlong, Li Yunlong, if you can make a decent poem, I will bless the star seal for you and Sima Chengzhen. Hmph, don't think I don't know, Sima Chengzhen already told me just now, what is the poem 'A rose burns, who is it blooming for', it was made by my brother Yang Qi!"

"I don't think anyone else can help you today! I forgot to tell you, my brother Yang Qi has already told us about the mess that you showed off with the 'Demon Sweeping Army Soldier Card'! Aren't you the fire leader of the Demon Sweeping Army in front of the Heavenly Court? You let the third prince of Nezha save you!"