The artist is still playing music, and the dark clouds half cover the moonlight,

On the Bright Moon Heart Island, the atmosphere was still a little tense, and even the music became tense. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Ke looked at Gu Chanjuan directly, and the people around him were also saying how compatible Mo Ke and Gu Chanjuan were, and Zhou Xiaoshan was simply flowers and cow dung.

Zhou Xiaoshan was already on the verge of going berserk, if it weren't for Gu Chanjuan still pulling his sleeve, maybe he would have gone berserk.

Zhang Bairen got up and patted Zhou Xiaoshan's arm, and then laughed loudly: "Everyone, listen to me for the time being, can you?"

But the crowd didn't buy his account, and they kept talking.

Mo Ke and Sima Yun saw that Zhang Bairen was about to come out, and they were also happy to see him make a fool of himself.

Zhang Bairen's face sank, and he opened his mouth suddenly, like a lion's head, as if he was a reincarnated Buddha. The whole person burst into a shout: "Roar~~"

His lion's roar came so suddenly that everyone was defenseless, and they were instantly shocked by his roar.

The artists also stopped one after another, did not play again, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.

As soon as the lion roared, almost everyone felt a burst of qi and blood rolling, and the meridians were somewhat disordered. All people are in operation and pranayama, and it is the restoration.

Fortunately, Zhang Bairen stopped after roaring, so they resisted and were not injured. And Zhang Bairen's original intention was not to hurt people, so he didn't use much internal force.

Mo Ke and Sima Yun stood up suddenly, and many people present stood up, their faces cold.

Sima Yun said angrily: "Zhang Bairen, you killed my elder Sima Changqing and killed many disciples of my Sima family. Do you dare to do it now?"

Zhang Bairen shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't do anything, it's just that these people are too noisy, I'll just let them be quiet." ”

He Jun hurriedly smiled: "Everyone calm down, you were really noisy just now, let's listen to what Zhang Shaoxia wants to say." ”

Because this lion's roar is really not lethal, and it only sounds noisy, so Sima Yun and Mo Ke also know that if they do it, this reason is not enough.

However, they are also basically on the verge of patience.

Sima Yun sat down suddenly, flicked his sleeves, and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly." ”

Zhang Bairen said: "Moke, you said that you like the ancient girl, such a beautiful day, why don't you write a poem to the ancient girl to confess your heart, is your mad dog name really just a mad dog that barks?"

Everyone was stunned, this is Zhang Bairen who wants to study Moke's cultural cultivation.

Mo Ke snorted coldly: "I have already composed poems before, why do I have to do it again? And this is a matter between us, what does it matter to you?"

Zhang Bairen laughed loudly: "It turns out that you are an embroidered pillow, there is no ink in your stomach, you can only bark." ”

Mo Ke was furious and was about to scold, but Zhang Bairen left the table, came to the venue, and said loudly: "I have a poem here for Miss Gu and my brother Zhou Xiaoshan." ”

Everyone was shocked, the imperial Wenju Jiang Xinhe's eyes flashed with a fine light, he could still compose lyrics?

Cang Feifei also flashed a different color in his beautiful eyes, he actually knew how to compose lyrics?

I saw that Zhang Bairen made a casual move, and actually ingested the wine glass on the table in the air.

His hand frightened many people into distraction, and some people stared slightly.

"What kind of kung fu is this?"

"It's a remote camera. ”

Mo Ke and Sima Yun were also startled, and had some guesses in their hearts, but they shook their heads again, unable to believe it.

"It's impossible, it's impossible for him to grasp the momentum, how can he have such a weak cultivation?"

Cang Feifei was more sure in his heart, and there were constant different colors in his eyes.

Zhang Bairen has already begun to chant here: "When is the bright moon, ask Qingtian for wine, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight?"

He raised his glass, drank it all, and then looked up at the sky, where the dark clouds half-obscured the moon.

Everyone was shocked, this is a wonderful beginning.

The Great Qin Empire also has a Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are also some myths and legends similar to the earth. Legend has it that there are fairies living on the moon, and there is also a fairy palace.

Cang Feifei and other women have bright eyes, and they all say that confident and talented men can always attract people.

Zhang Bairen is such a person.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Zhang Bairen clasped his arms with both hands and curled up slightly, and the wine jar had been thrown into the lake by him.

The scene had been quiet, and everyone was watching quietly, as if they had seen the Moon Palace, which was so unattainable.

"Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world. With a low sigh, Zhang Bairen lowered his head, and everyone looked sideways.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, why should I say goodbye?"

Zhang Bairen turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand and pointed at everyone present, then raised his head and pointed to the sky, shook his head slightly, and groaned: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. ”

Everyone was stunned, and sighed in their hearts, they had been infected by Zhang Bairen's mood.

After a long time, Zhang Bairen turned his head, and when everyone's emotions were about to recover, he hugged his fists towards Zhou Xiaoshan and Gu Chanjuan, and said with a smile: "I hope that people will last a long time, and Chanjuan will be together for thousands of miles!"

This......

The people in the banquet were collectively stunned.

At first, they were still very sad, but Zhang Bairen's last words pulled their emotions above the celebration.

actually congratulated Zhou Xiaoshan and Gu Chanjuan, and even deliberately added Gu Chanjuan's name to the last sentence of this word?

This level of culture, this wisdom is unparalleled.

Imperial Wenju Jiang Xinhe couldn't be calm anymore, covered his face with a folding fan in shame, got up and hugged his fist at Zhang Bairen, and then left without saying a word.

There were also some people who got up and left one after another, both men and women, all of whom hugged their fists at Zhang Bairen.

"Zhang Gongzi, your cultural level is still above the bottom, admire. ”

"Zhang Shaoxia, it is worthy of both civil and military skills, and it is not a problem to take the top prize at this level. ”

Some of them left in shame, and Mo Ke and Sima Yun looked gloomy and didn't stop them. As for Mo Ke, he is embarrassed to talk about him and Gu Chanjuan now.

Zhang Bairen came up with an earth-shattering poem to congratulate Zhou Xiaoshan and Gu Chanjuan, if he still wants to confess, at least he has to come up with poems of the same level, but can he?

Zhou Xiaoshan and Gu Chanjuan glanced at each other, Gu Chanjuan's eyes flashed with different colors, and then bowed slightly to Zhang Bairen. Cang Feifei also nodded to Zhang Bairen with a soft face.

Zhou Xiaoshan was grateful to Zhang Bairen in his heart, got up and said, "Brother, if there is something in the future, go to the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, you should go." ”

Zhang Bairen: "......"

The sky is completely covered by dark clouds, and the only light on the island is lanterns.

"Boom~~"

Suddenly, the pontoon bridge connecting Mingyue Heart Island and the shore of Mingyue Lake suddenly exploded, and Mingyue Heart Island became an isolated island.

There were countless explosions in the middle of the lake, and black figures burst out of the water.