Nangong Shimin walked out of the seat, looked at the bright moon outside the door, thought for a while, and said: "A new book of poems came from Beijing today, and there happens to be a poem in it that describes the bright moon, so I won't write poems, just read it to everyone and enjoy it." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a poem by everyone, so I didn't listen to it, and I thought it was another masterpiece, ho ho. Su Xiqin said with a smile.

"Who is Cheng, everyone?" Fang Yu turned his head and asked Pang Guangjun softly.

"Cheng everyone is the poet Cheng Tingyun in Beijing, known as a poet idiot, very popular in the world, and even in the Xiuzhen world, there are many people who admire his talent. Pang Guangjun said, "Nangong Shimin and Su Xiqin are one of them. ”

I didn't expect that there are world-renowned poets in this world, Fang Yu said, I don't know how talented this poet idiot is compared with the poets in the history of the world in his previous life.

Then Shi Min recited this poem to cheer everyone up. Nangong Shimin bowed and said, looking at the bright moon outside the house, and read:

"Speechless and silent,

The bright moon has light, and people have affection.

Don't be lovesick like the moon,

From the clouds to the city. ”

Nangong Shimin laughed softly after singing, and looked at the direction of Shangjing in the distance: "This is the poem that everyone sent their friends in the army to the north to join the army, and said when they parted. ”

"Yes, yes, everyone's poems are getting more and more flavorful. Su Xiqin said happily.

Fang Yu looked at the two of them like fans, it seems that the women of this world also like talented men, and they will have to be more powerful in a while, shock them, and just earn some happy beans.

"Haha, everyone's poems are still so talented, who else wants to write poems to help the fun, if not, I will let His Royal Highness the Priest write the finale of the poem. Nangong Fengchao said with a smile.

"Haha, the Sprinkle family listened to Shi Min Guliang's poem just now, and suddenly became interested, and also wanted to compose a poem, I don't know if it's okay, His Royal Highness the priest, don't blame me for stealing the limelight from you. Fourth Elder Mei Lie suddenly got up and laughed at this time, drunk.

Everyone suddenly felt novel, could this rough man who usually likes to play iron and forge swords still compose poems.

"I'm afraid Uncle Mei is drunk, this poem is not so easy to make, don't talk about wine. Nangong Shimin said with a smile, the fourth elder Mei Lie has a straightforward personality, and she is the one she has a better relationship with among the elders, she doesn't want Mei Lie to get drunk and make a fool of herself.

"Ho ho, Elder Mei is so interested, he is actually going to compose a poem. Su Xiqin covered her mouth and smiled.

"Elder Mei, you just sit down and have a good drink. Quan Xiaoyun pulled Mei Lie, who was full of alcohol, but he refused.

"It's okay, the Sprinkle family has even thought of poetry. ”

"Oh, since Elder Mei insists, let's sing it out and let everyone taste it. Nangong Feng Chaole said.

Mei Lie walked out of the door with a wine glass, and everyone followed.

After drinking the wine in the cup in one gulp, Mei Lie shouted: "Look at the poetry of the Sprinkle family under the moon today, and you don't have to be so poetic." ”

"Elder Mei, hurry up. The crowd urged, wondering what kind of poem Merlie would make.

"Babble,

You see how beautiful the moon is,

Beauty really doesn't want people to talk,

Babbling -

It's beautiful, it's round,

It's round, it's bright.

uh——。 ”

Mei Lie also hiccuped after singing.

"Hahaha, Elder Mei's poem is very novel and interesting. Nangong Fengchao said with a smile, and everyone also laughed.

"Uncle May's poems also have a bit of charm and melody at that time, so don't laugh at them. Nangong Shimin looked embarrassed, this Uncle Mei, he can't drink it, and he doesn't use his spiritual power to sober up, and he still writes poems indiscriminately, alas.

Mei Lie looked at everyone and laughed, "Very good, very good, as long as we are happy." ”

"What the four elders said, even if the so-called poetry is just to help the fun, as long as it can make people happy, it is a good poem and a good song. Fang Yu said.

"Haha, right. Mei Lie drank another glass and fell down drunk, but fortunately Pang Guangjun had sharp eyes and helped him.

"Send Elder Mei back to rest. Nangong waved his hand, turned his head to look at Fang Yu, and said with a smile: "Now His Royal Highness the Divine Officer has composed a poem, is His Royal Highness the Divine Officer ready?" ”

Nangong Shimin and everyone were curious about what kind of poems His Royal Highness would make.

"It's just a poem, just say it, and wait for me to think about it a little. Fang Yu raised his head and said very pretentiously.

Could it really be that he would do it, Nangong Shimin looked at Fang Yu with a confident expression and thought about it.

Since he wants to compose poems, he must make quatrains for the ages, completely suppress them, and make waves to pretend to be forced, Fang Yu thought to himself, his heart moved, and he had already figured out which poem to use.

Now there is a bright moon here, and everyone is feasting and drinking, if you want to compose poems to help the fun, I think it would be better for Su Shi's 'water tune song head' to come.

"Since there is a bright moon right now, I will compose a lyrical poem with the bright moon. Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Very good, very good, Lord Priest, please. Nangong Fengchao was also very curious, and the priest in front of him had some talent.

Fang Yu raised his glass, walked a few steps, and was about to chant in front of the bright moon.

Unexpectedly, at this time, a dark cloud slowly obscured the moon.

Damn, what are you doing, this thief is playing with me, the poem he was about to sing was suddenly choked alive, and Fang Yu felt a burst of anger in his heart.

Seeing this, everyone was also very embarrassed, and suddenly quieted down.

After a few moments, the clouds still didn't leave.

Nangong Fengchao didn't know what to do at this time.

"Ho ho, God doesn't appreciate your face, Your Highness the Great Priest, why don't you forget it today, and let the Feng Dynasty hold a poetry meeting for His Royal Highness the Divine Officer tomorrow." Su Xiqin stepped forward to relieve the siege and said.

Everyone gasped.

"Yes, yes, His Royal Highness the priest, don't spoil the fun, let's get together again tomorrow, let's watch the dance today. Nangong Fengchao said.

Fang Yu looked at the continuous dark clouds, and suddenly had an idea, I want to pretend to be forced, God doesn't want to stop me.

"It doesn't matter, since the moon is obscured, then I will draw the moonlight. Fang Yu raised his sword, and there was a ripple of aura.

Everyone remembered the fireworks that night, and suddenly understood something, and their eyes were full of incredulity when they looked at Fang Yu.

With the swing of the sword qi, a huge Xuan Fu appeared in the air.

"Go——。 ”

Fang Yu shouted.

The Xuanfu soared into the sky, and a huge bright moon slowly appeared in the sky above Heng Mountain, overflowing with symbols.

"Look, what's that. ”

"It's a rune painting again, it's a painting made by a fu. ”

"It seems to have risen from a mountain. ”

"On the mountain, the young sect master is feasting the great priest. ”

"Ah, is it the Great Priest. ”

"It's the same as the night before, it's beautiful. ”

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Under the mountain, millions of disciples of the Flying Heng Immortal Sect. Hearing the shouts and screams of the disciples outside the door, they all ran out, shocked by the round of rune Mingyue in the air.

"Senior sister, go out and have a look. ”

In a courtyard at the bottom of the mountain, a young girl exclaimed, shouting Nalan Ziyan.

Nalan Ziyan had just finished bathing, and when she heard the noisy shouts of the entire Hengshan, she thought that something big had happened, and she didn't even wipe the dew on her body, so she ran out in a hurry, but saw a scene that she would never forget.

A giant bright moon exuding pure symbols is suspended above Hengshan Mountain, sprinkling the entire Hengshan Mountain Range with crystal clear moonlight, like a fairyland.

On the mountain, the Nine Great Elders and disciples directly saw the whole process of this scene, and they were even more shocked and sighed, and their mouths grew

"His Royal Highness the Great Priest is mighty and unparalleled. The crowd shouted.

"Beep-

The host pretended to be successful

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Beep - the host pretends to be too much,

System load calculation——。 ”

Moments later,

"Beep-

The system calculation is complete

The total value of the pretend is +2 million

Automatically redeemed for Happy Beans

Remaining Happy Beans +2 million

The remaining happy beans, 2.1 million. ”

So much? Fang Yu was even more shocked than everyone else at this time, just now listening to the system prompt beeping non-stop, I originally thought that I would brush tens of thousands of happy beans, but I didn't expect to brush so much.

Could it be that Fang Yu heard that there was already a sea of people under the mountain, and it was boiling.

Fuck, it seems that I am painting the moon in Hengshan, and I directly blew up the millions of disciples of the Feiheng Immortal Sect, and they were all shocked by my rune painting moon, no wonder there are so many pretending values and brushing so many happy beans.

At this time, Fang Yu's heart was already happy, just like the poor dick in his previous life suddenly received millions of demolition fees, how should these millions be spent, directly buy the light system mall, krypton gold to high-level monks?