"Looking horizontally as a peak on the side of the ridge,

The distance and the height are different;

I don't know the true face of Jinshan,

It's just because I'm in this mountain. ”

Wang Hu didn't care about pretending this time, so he came as he said, so the revised Song Dynasty Su Shi's [Title Xilinbi] was born.

This suddenly made everyone around him fall into a stupor, if a good poem is considered a risk, then the two are rare and superb poems are really a bit demonic.

The smile on Zhang Shansheng's face, who was hugging Wang Hu's shoulder, suddenly froze, and his whole fat face couldn't help but tremble, he was a little scared, how could a person who could make such a powerful poem be a simple person.

"Good poem, good poem!" In the corridor outside the pavilion halfway up the mountainside, a young man in green clothes held a cyan folding fan and rode a handsome cyan horse and slowly paced down, the horse's hooves clattering on the steps.

Wang Hu looked up, this young man had a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes, slightly thin lips, an abnormally pale complexion, and a strange feminine aura all over his body, and he was already an immortal cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation.

However, this is not the point that He Yang cares about, the point is that this guy's mount is actually a demon clan that has opened the third layer of spiritual wisdom and qi training, which makes Wang Hu feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

And this guy has to ride a horse on the next step, Nima should not pretend to be like this, pretending to be better than being struck by lightning.

"Little white face, do you know poetry, don't applaud here if you don't understand!" Since Wang Hu was unhappy in his heart, he instantly showed his tone, and said a little lazily and casually.

"En?" When the young man on horseback heard Wang Hu's words, his eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, but he didn't think too much about Wang Hu, turned his head and looked at Mei Xin with a smile on his face: "Xin'er, you have been gone for half a month, I miss it very much, no, I know that you are coming back today, I specially ran to this golden mountain to welcome you back!"

"Thank you Han Gongzi for worrying, how can the slave family let Gongzi run so far to meet me!"

Wang Hu grinned secretly on the side, this woman called charming heart is really the best, no matter who she faces, a simple single sentence will make people feel cordial, but they keep a certain distance, and they will not make people think about anything, which is extremely not simple, and it is definitely a genius in the sales industry now.

"Can this Han Gongzi be Han Cheng, the only son of Han Yuanshan, the general of Yingchuan City!"

"Shhhhhhh

Their voices were not small, not only Wang Hu, but also the handsome and feminine-looking man who heard it, and immediately glanced at Wang Hu and frowned and said: "Xin'er, how did you get together with such a group of uninformed soil buns, if the vulgar fans of Yingchuan City see it, they will inevitably slander and ridicule you again!"

The faces of the students who were still discussing just now suddenly became ugly, they were self-proclaimed talents, but they were scolded before they entered Yingchuan City, but the scolder was still a big man who couldn't be provoked by himself and others, so he really had to break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach!

Mei Xin smiled disappreciatively and said: "Han Gongzi said that he was joking, these are all scholars who rushed to Yingchuan City near Gushan Town to take the exam, maybe they will be named on the gold list today!

The corners of Han Cheng's mouth twitched, revealing an extremely disdainful expression, but Mei Xin said so, and he could only listen patiently.

Zhang Shansheng and the others were a little flattered, and they could get acquainted with Han Cheng, which would definitely be very helpful to their future Qingyun Road, as for Han Cheng's insult to them just now, what is more important than the title of the gold list, promotion and fortune!

Mei Xin finished introducing them one by one, but she was the only one who missed Wang Hu, she is also an extremely smart person, he can feel the slight hostility that Wang Hu showed towards Han Cheng before, and now he naturally doesn't want to cause more trouble.

However, he didn't introduce it, it didn't mean that Han Cheng didn't notice Wang Hu, Wang Hu's tone made him extremely annoyed before, and now when everyone is complimenting him, only this kid is standing aside and looking at the scenery, which is simply contempt for himself.

Thinking of this, Han Cheng showed a sneer, and waved his whip and said, "Who is this person, why didn't Xin'er introduce me to him?"

Mei Xin's face changed slightly, and she was about to speak, but Zhang Shansheng, who didn't want to be next to her, spoke first: "Han Gongzi, this person's name is Wang Hu, relying on his poetry talent, but he disdains us along the way, even Miss Mei Xin has talked to him several times, but he loves to ignore him!"

"En?" Hearing this, Han Cheng turned his head and glanced at Mei Xin, and suddenly there was a cold light in his eyes, and the horsewhip slammed on the horse's buttocks, and suddenly the horse slammed into Wang Hu as if frightened.

Wang Hu is standing at the edge of the pavilion at this moment, and there is an abyss below, if he is hit by a horse this time, even if he does not die, he may fall down to pieces!

"Ahh

Zhang Shansheng took a step back with a pale face, he didn't expect that he was just a simple sentence, and wanted to make Wang Hu feel uncomfortable, but he didn't expect that he caused the murder.

Wang Hu originally felt that he was better off than less, and he was out of sight and out of mind with this guy who was pretending to be forced, as for the horse demon, Wang Hu really didn't plan to make a move, after all, he didn't know what the other party thought, if he rushed to save him, in the end, people themselves didn't want to be rescued, it would be a little embarrassing.

But now this little white face wants to bully himself, so don't blame Lao Tzu for slapping his face.

Feeling the horse's hooves that were close at hand, Wang Hu turned around and snorted coldly, and the demon aura of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts, which had been restrained on his body, suddenly revealed a trace of it.

This trace of breath is extremely weak, not to mention ordinary people, even Mei Xin and Han Cheng who was sitting on the horse did not feel it, only the war horse that was also a demon clan really felt it, and suddenly the green horse that Han Cheng was sitting on collapsed to the ground in a place where Wang Hu was close at hand, and a pair of horse eyes looked at Wang Hu in front of him in extreme horror.

Han Cheng was caught off guard, and his body slammed towards Wang Hu, but after all, he was a monk of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation, so he instantly stabilized his body, his eyes flashed with cold light, and a blue light appeared in his hands, and he stabbed towards Wang Hu suddenly.

"Get down for me!" Wang Hu is not good-tempered, this guy wants to kill himself twice and three times, he really thinks he is a soft persimmon, and suddenly takes a big stride and walks in front of Han Cheng, and at the moment when he doesn't react, he suddenly stretches out his big hand like a fan and slaps Han Cheng in the face.

"Smack!" A crisp applause rang out, Han Cheng suddenly collapsed to the ground with a golden star, Wang Hu walked over with a smile on his face, and stepped on his chest: "The kid is tired and crooked? Even your Uncle Tiger wants to kill?"

In the town not far from here, an old Taoist priest with a gray beard was sitting in the corner of the wall boredly picking his teeth, and at the moment when Wang Hu showed a trace of the breath of the tiger clan, the old Taoist priest suddenly became clever, raised his head and sniffed in the air, threw the chicken bones in his hand, and said with excitement on his face: "Fresh demon breath! It seems that there will be monsters in my hands again!"