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Apricot blossom forest.

The Xumi fairy gate, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly shone with a burst of light, and a chaos emerged in the gate.

In the chaos, three figures slowly walked out.

The headed person is young and handsome, handsome, with eyes as deep as a starry sky.

There was a man and a woman in the rear. Although the woman was young, she was slender, frosty and glamorous, and she was far away.

The man is not yet juvenile and childish, but he also has a somewhat outstanding temperament, and looks rich in wisdom.

"It's finally out!!"

After Li Zeyang walked out of the Xumi Fairy Gate, he couldn't help but suck in the air.

what!The outside world, even the air is sweet!

"Why, I wronged you in the mountain gate?" Yan Chu asked, squinting.

"Uh...it's no no, the mountain gate is full of aura, and the environment is countless times better than outside!" Li Zeyang quickly defended.

Although Mu Qingqian did not speak, she still admired the scenery in the apricot blossom forest. Although she was very used to life in the mountain gate, the mountain gate was too refined and unpopular, as if she was dreaming.

Now that he left the mountain gate, he seemed to have returned to reality.

Yan Chu stood up and rode on his horse, and said to Li Zeyang and the other two: "Go hurry up and arrive in Yong'an City before dark."

"Yes!" The two got on the horse quickly.

Half a month later, the apricot blossoms in the apricot blossom forest had withered a lot. Perhaps it had just rained in the morning, and the red and white petals were spread all the way. The horse’s hooves stepped on it and it was not more than half. There was a faint dampness in the air, as if mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

Li Zeyang found his heart, and couldn't help but said: "Head, the disciple has this beautiful scenery, and he feels that the poem is prosperous, can you chant a poem?"

"Yin." Yan Chu glanced at Li Zeyang, and thought to himself: Please start your performance.

"Apricot blossoms contain dew and fragrant snow, the flowers fade and the red is red, the green apricots are small, the white cranes are dancing in the forest, the forest leaves are still red...The head, how do I write this poem?" Li Zeyang said triumphantly.

That's it??

If you want Yan Chu to rate this poem, you will have a fifty-point score at most.

After listening to it, Mu Qingqian nodded thoughtfully, apparently quite satisfied with Li Zeyang's poem.

Yan Chu couldn't bear to hit Li Zeyang, so he said:

"Okay."

"It's okay?" Li Zeyang was not convinced. "Master, this poem is not bad even after the masters and sisters heard it. Your vision is too high. Maybe the disciple has a chance to become a poetry fairy. I will give you all The suppression is gone."

"Oh, you are still a poetry immortal, I don't judge you, because I am afraid that it will hurt you too much." Yan Chu smiled.

When Mu Qingqian saw that Yan Chu was the head of the hall, he could still fight against his disciples, and said, "Why don't the head also write a poem?"

"Don't say a single song, I can write several songs casually, so you can be convinced!"

Yan Chu lowered his head and thought for a while, blurted out directly:

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. If you ask where the restaurant is, Lu nursery rhyme refers to Xinghua Village!"

Li Zeyang's eyes widened as soon as this poem came out.

He thought his poem was not bad, but compared with Yan Chu's casual poem, he was not as good as a fart!

Mu Qingqian's eyes also flashed amazing.

Unexpectedly, the leader is not only strong, but also quite literary, and his export is a chapter!

Yan Chu didn't think too much, and continued to read:

"Gushan Temple is in the north and west of Jiating, the water surface is flat and the clouds are low.

A few early warblers compete for the warmth of the tree, and the new bird pecks the spring mud.

Squandering flowers gradually become attractive, so Asakusa can have no horseshoes.

The eastbound favorite lake is insufficient, and the green Yangyin lies in the white sand dike."

Good poem!!

Li Zeyang almost got off his horse and knelt down to Yan Chu, thinking of how confident he was just now, now he only feels hot on his face.

"The light rain on the street is as smooth as crisp, the color of grass is near but nothing.

The most benefit of the spring is one year, and it's a win over Yanliu Mandu."

"Head! Don't read it!" Li Zeyang suddenly shouted.

Yan Chu asked with a puzzled look: "What's the matter, the poem in this seat is not good?"

"It's not bad, it's great!" Li Zeyang said bitterly, "Compared with you, the disciple is almost the same as the illiterate. If the leader continues to read, the disciple will be afraid that he will have a heart demon, and he will not dare to dance in his life."

On the surface, Yan Chu didn't react much, but he was already laughing in his heart.

Haha, people in different worlds, how can my Chinese poems be comparable to you? Just take out a few of the 300 Tang poems and you can become your eternal famous line!

Mu Qingqian also admired: "If the headmaster goes to the Black and White Academy and Nandou Pavilion to chant poems, I don't know how many literary talents will blush and exit."

"Qing Qian, you are wrong about this." Yan Chu said with a serious face.

"What's wrong?"

"To deal with that group of guys, I don't need to chant poems, just stand there and defeat them with your face!" Yan Chu said smugly.

Mu Qingqian was stunned, and nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, with the master's cultivation base, even if you don't do anything, you can defeat that group of guys."

"..."

While they were talking, the three of them had already rode out of the apricot blossom forest.

In the grass outside the apricot blossom forest, the right guard who was already sleepy suddenly became energetic!

He quickly awakened Qi Jun who was asleep beside him, and said in surprise:

"Elder Qi Jun, Yan Chu's servant has appeared!"

Qi Jun opened his eyes in a daze. He wanted to sleep for a while, but after hearing the name Yan Chu, he suddenly woke up!

"Yan Chu appeared?! Where is he?" Qi Jun asked.

"Just ahead, just out of the apricot blossom forest, there are two other disciples walking with him. It seems they should be the son of Yongan City Lord Qianjin Mu Qingqian and Li Fugui, Li Zeyang!"

"Okay! It's just heaven helping me!!"

Qi Jun was extremely happy: "Before, outside of the big pine forest, he accompanied too many disciples. We cannot guarantee that we will not miss the net, but now there are only three of them, and it can be said that we are caught in our hands!"

The right guard was still somewhat worried: "But, Yan Chu holds a magic weapon, what if we are not his opponent?"

"Haha, you forgot, did Yan Chu kill Liu Guangshan of Tianwu Pavilion and the Supreme Elder?" Qi Jun sneered, "I already passed the news to the head of Tianwu Pavilion half a month ago, and the head of Tianwu Pavilion was furious. Now that he knows that Yan Chu is coming out of the mountain, he will definitely come to trouble him personally, then we will..."

The right guard suddenly understood, and couldn't help but smile:

"As expected to be Elder Qi, this trick of mantis catching cicada oriole is really convincing!"

Qi Jun stared at the three Yan Chu who were talking and laughing, a haze appeared on his face:

"Yan Chu, I don't think you will die this time!"