1917: C1917 This Poem Trash.

C1917 This Poem Trash.

"Hehe, Miss Murong, didn't you just say that you're not going to come to Rising Sun Tower? Why did you still come with us?"

Just then, Cao Changqing and Su Su Su Su walked up from behind them.

Murong Zining's face was cold. She was not lightly angered by Ling Tian in the first place, and now, she was even more unwilling to pay any attention to Cao Changqing.

Cao Changqing felt a little awkward, but he quickly saw Ling Tian in front of the group.

It was only now that he realized that this group of people seemed to be led by Ling Tian?

This did not seem to be Murong Zining's personality.

However, Cao Changqing had only just realized, that this person called Ling Tian, no matter how he looked, was even more handsome than him?

Not only that, at this moment, this Ling Tian seemed to be encircled by a Sword Intent, he should be a Swordsman!

For a moment, Cao Changqing's jealousy was like a wild weed that grew in a crazy fashion.

"Oh, I was wondering. So it was your friend who wanted to come, right?"

"What did I say? This man is really good at camping and climbing, he has chased all the way to Rising Sun Tower! "

"However, that Zuo Xiao is just a reckless child. Besides his brute force, he has no other advantages!"

"I really can't say for sure, but you tricked me!"

"But today, I'm afraid your master will be humiliated."

Cao Changqing hugged his shoulder and sneered.

"Hehe, is that so?"

"I don't think so."

Ling Tianyao shook his head.

In that case, he wouldn't just ignore it.

He absolutely would not allow his sunglasses to fall into the hands of that Egret Academy.

"Not necessarily?" "Murong, this friend of yours is really stubborn!"

Cao Changqing frowned, he never thought that this Ling Tian, would actually dare to spout such big words?

"You can't say it, but you can't say it. Do you have any objections?"

Murong Zining said coldly.

"You!"

"Fine, we'll wait and see!"

Cao Changqing was enraged, his face flushed red, and did not speak further.

Inside the private box, Zuo Xiao was frowning as he muttered to himself, but other than the fact that it was big and round, he really couldn't say anything else.

"Forget it, my …" Let me think for a moment. How about this, you go first! "

Zuo Xiao was smart, and said that.

"Fine, I won't bully you. You can do whatever you want!"

Duanmu Lei held his hands behind his back and walked to the window, taking seven steps before he turned around naturally and unrestrainedly.

"Got it!"

"Child of Left, listen up!"

Duanmu Lei was dressed in white with long sleeves, looking elegant and unrestrained.

Lifting up his palm, a poem floated out.

Without any business, wind-travel went up the tall building in the middle of the night.

Yun Zuiyue practiced as though she was; the water was as cold as autumn.

When his voice fell, the moonlight rippled above the Dongting Lake's lagoon outside the Rising Sun Tower, as though moonlight had gathered over and rested on Duanmu Lei's body before the window.

Around his body, there was also an ice-cold air current.

was controlled by Duanmu Lei in his hands.

Immediately after, the Egret Academy student holding the guqin placed the zither horizontally in front of him. Duanmu Lei then threw the energy flow over, and it sounded out a mournful sound.

In an instant, it moved quite a few people.

At this time, Duanmu Lei was standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back.

It was as if he was a lonely and exceptional young master that caused all the girls present to clench their hands and be intoxicated by him.

Duanmu Lei carried the Dao Body in his possession, although he wasn't the number one among the new students of Egret Academy.

But he was still ranked second.

The Talent of Martial Arts was extraordinary, had a rich family background, looked handsome, and now was a talented person.

Only a ghost would not be able to resist the admiration of others.

"Good!" "Good poem!"

"That's right. Although this poem looks simple, it contains a great Dao!"

"Master Duan Mu only used seven steps to create a poem. With this level of talent, as expected of the new student of the Egret Academy, he's truly amazing."

After a long time, the sound of the zither stopped.

Only then did everyone start clamoring.

However, it was full of praises.

"Brother Ling Tian, what is this fellow's poem like? I'm a boorish person, why do I feel that this poem is so light and has a taste of water, just like a bird!"

Yuan Meng scratched his head.

He was the same as the new students of the Dragon Tiger Academy. He frowned, clearly unable to see what was so good about this poem.

"It's indeed trash."

Ling Tianyao shook his head, his evaluation was accurate.

That was trash.

It was just that they were confused by Duanmu Lei's appearance. Everyone present was also flattering the Egret Academy.

"Hehe, what a joke, you, a mountain villager from the West Frontier, actually dare to evaluate the new disciple in second place in the Egret Academy?" "You know poetry?"

When Cao Changqing heard this, he could not hold it in any longer.

He thought that Ling Tian wanting to flatter Left was simply too disgusting.

You dare to say that Duanmu Lei's poems are trash?

Could it be that he didn't know that Duan Mu's family was one of the famous Wealthy and Prominent Class families in the Nanhua City, and that there were many people in the family that were famous in the Egret Academy?

Ling Tian glared at Cao Changqing, "I'll give you a chance in a while. Try it?" Smiling, why, are you even fit to compete with me? Earthly Immortal Stage Eight is not bad, but I am the son of the City Lord's Mansion, the difference between us is too big. "

Cao Changqing was still smiling.

"Hehe, what do you want to compete in? Poetry? "

"Let me tell you, Young Master Cao's poetry was sent to the Egret Academy before, causing even the Vice Sect Leader to exclaim in admiration. If it wasn't for him accompanying me to the deep Sword Dao of the Fleeting Time, I'm afraid he would have long become a top student of the Egret Academy."

"You have no place that can be compared with Young Master Cao."

Su Su Su's face was also filled with pride.

Ling Tian was just too beautiful.

But what made her angry was that from the very beginning, Ling Tian had never looked at her directly.

What, could it be that he himself wasn't as beautiful as Murong Zining?

Besides, even if Ling Tian was born good-looking, so what? Without a family background, without a background, wouldn't they have to rely on flattery to climb up to power?

"Heh heh, this young lady is truly knowledgeable."

Ling Tian still did not look back at her.

"Tsk, Master Cao is the pearl."

Su Su raised her head.

Yuan Meng: "Pig? Brother Ling, are you talking about the kind that has hair? "

"Hei Zi, smart!"

Ling Tian patted Yuan Meng's shoulders. The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

Cao Changqing's face was the color of a pig's liver.

"Rongyin, do you think that Duanmu Lei's poem is okay?"

"Look, there's already a bit of it."

The Wonderful Sky Academy's private room upstairs was open.

Some of the female disciples asked.

Inside the room, the woman who was sitting by the window was still staring at the painting in front of her.

However, if someone were to take a closer look, they would discover that the picture actually rippled and spread out as the woman described it.2

The moon looked very lifelike on the Dongting Lake outside.

So it turned out that the blue-clothed woman had fused the Array into the painting, creating the illusion of a bright moon.

However, this level of attainments in Array was enough to make people gasp in admiration.

The woman in blue did not move nor did she turn her head when she heard the question.

"Trash."

Only two short words.

It was actually the same evaluation as Ling Tian, who was downstairs.

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