Return of the War God

Chapter 1042: : Five bursts in a row

Chapter 1042: : Five bursts in a row

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In the next instant, Ye Wuque directly picked up the flask with his left hand and poured a gulp of wine into his mouth. The action was extremely violent, and even some clear liquor overflowed from his mouth, but Ye Wuque didn't care at all!

At this moment, his appearance fell in everyone's eyes, not only did not feel embarrassed, but showed infinite heroism!

"Hahahaha... good wine!"

With a long laugh, Ye Wuque spoke again, his expression extremely frivolous!

"Those who abandon me cannot stay yesterday."

"Those who mess with my heart are so worried today."

"Changfeng Wanli sends Qiuyan, this can be a tall building!"

"Penglai's article is star-shaped, and the middle is sweet and beautiful."

"The water will flow even more when the knife is cut off, and the sorrow will be relieved by a toast!"

"Life is unsatisfactory in the world, and the Ming dynasty spreads out boats."

Another ancient poem sounded from Ye Wuque's mouth. He gulped the wine again, staring at Huang Ke with a frenzied expression and Lan Mingri, who was trembling violently, laughter again!

"Don't worry, it's not over yet!"

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world has this time!"

"The lover resents Yaoye, but she has lovesickness in the evening."

"Extinguish the candle and pity, the cloak is full of pity."

"Unbearable to give it a hand, and still have a good night's dream."

...

"Silent alone, go to the west tower, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locks into the autumn in the middle of the night."

"Cut it constantly, the reasoning is still chaotic, it's sorrow, don't feel the feeling in your heart."

...

"Ferry beyond the stars, come to swim from the keel."

"The mountains follow the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness."

"A flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng Jiehailou."

"Still pity for the water in my hometown, see off the boat for thousands of miles."

...

Ye Wuque sounded like a bell, drinking continuously, reciting ancient poems, a poem, a word, alternately, echoing the entire banquet hall!

Until a certain moment, when Ye Wuque raised his head to drink, he found that the wine in the jug in his hand had been completely consumed by him!

Also at this moment, Ye Wuque slowly put down the empty flask, as if slowly recovering from his frivolous and heroic thoughts.

He gently placed the empty hip flask on an altar table, then got up, his bright eyes flowed, and after sweeping through the already completely silent banquet hall for a week, he finally stopped at the already pale face, with infinite anger in his eyes. The face of Huang Ke, who was unwilling, also stayed on Lan Mingri, who was constantly trembling in the dark blue cloak!

"Five ancient poems, how about it, is that enough? As for whether it is plagiarism, whether it is an eternal poetry or an eternal poetry, I think everyone present, the three adults, and Miss Ji, have a good idea."

Ye Wuque's faint voice echoed in the entire banquet hall, like a thunder and explosion!

At the moment when Ye Wuque's voice fell, the entire banquet hall seemed to be swept by a hundred storms!

crazy!

Completely crazy!

Everyone looked at Ye Wuque, standing proudly in the center of the banquet hall, with an unimaginable shock and roar in their eyes!

Five!

Within a short half-quarter of an hour, Ye Wuque was holding a pot of wine, creating and reciting five ancient poems!

As for whether it is enough to be called eternal poetry and eternal poetry, everyone in this room is not a idiot, and can easily distinguish it!

If this is not the five ancient poems, then what is the ancient poems?

If you are a scholar in the cold window who is familiar with the classics, hearing these five ancient poems at this moment, I am afraid that I can't help myself with excitement, and roar to the sky!

As for plagiarism?

joke!

Any one of these five ancient poems is enough to survive the ages, and it is bound to be circulated forever. No matter who wrote it, it will spread all over the country in an instant. How can it be unknown?

In this case, how can you get Ye Wuque to plagiarize?

Therefore, it is obvious that these five ancient poems that have only been heard today are really from the hands of Ye Wuque, and they are genuine original works by him!

Only talented, great talent through the ages!

In an instant, everyone who looked at Ye Wuque had these eight words in their hearts!

Nima has five poems in a row!

It's as if you don't want money and you just pour out. Is this still a human?

When did the eternal quintessence become so present like Chinese cabbage?

All super geniuses sigh deeply in your heart. At least on the way of Wendao, everyone here, including the three adults, can expect Ye Wuwei to carry it!

Not even one in ten thousand!

"An eye-opener! This seat is really an eye-opener today! Hahahahahaha... I didn't expect to have the privilege of witnessing six ancient poems come to life today. I really caught up with a grand event worthy of the age! Ye Wuque, this seat wants I toast you again!"

Master Zhuifeng raised his glass again, and this time it was not just him, Master Shui Miao and Master Xuan also got up, looking at Ye Wuque with a sense of admiration.

Perhaps they can easily crush Ye Wuque at this moment in the practice, but in the vein of Wen Dao, Ye Wuque is enough to easily crush them!

Have to serve!

"Thank you for the praise of the three adults. The article is made by nature, and you can get it by hand. Today's things are indispensable for the time, place, and people. It is not only the contribution of Ye, but the three adults are also indispensable!"

Everyone carried the sedan chair, Ye Wuque's words, and after drinking a glass of wine, the smiles on the faces of the three adults suddenly became more intense.

"The article is made by nature, and you can get it by hand. It is really wonderful! It is a great talent from the ages, and any sentence has such a rationale. I have seen it today." \\\'91b hair?

Master Shui Miao's beautiful eyes lit up, and he praised unabashedly.

"Young Master Ye is a tall man and full of economic resources. These six consecutive poems have come out. I want to come out in a few days. Ye Young Master, who is the number one talented scholar in King Xingyan, will do my part! Today Yanran has the honor to witness this scene with my own eyes. Three cups of Master Jing Ye."

Ji Yanran swayed lightly, her white dress fluttered, bathed in the moonlight, like a nine-day fairy, with a blushing smile on her face, and a pair of bright autumnal eyes, she raised her white jade wine glass and came towards Ye Wuque. , Youxiang floating.

"Miss Ji is polite."

With a faint smile at the corner of Ye Wuque's mouth, but his eyes were calm and deep, he touched Ji Yanran's wine glass three times and drank the wine.

"Just now, Yanran once said that in today's writing test, who can win the first prize, Yanran will offer a sword dance, and ask Master Ye to wait for a while, and Rong Yanran will prepare."

Ji Yanran smiled like a flower, staring at Ye Wuque and opening her mouth softly, with a little bit of her head, accompanied by eight maids in white, walked into the interior of the banquet hall, leaving behind a beautifully beautiful figure.

Ye Wuque retracted his gaze lightly, but turned again, and looked at the two people who were already fidgeting, Lan Mingri and Huang Ke!

"By the way, I almost forgot, now you two can honor the bet you just made? Ye Mou listened with sincerity."

As soon as he said this, his panic expression turned pale in an instant, and his eyes filled with a sense of unwillingness and anger!

As for the Lan Mingri, the fists under the cloak suddenly clenched, the veins were exposed, and bloodshots poured out from the eyes under the cloak! Search " on WeChat, follow the name of the post-post work, and read the full text for free! The fastest update!