After wearing a book, the paranoid villain spoils me to heaven

Chapter 36 A Cannon Fodder's Daily Slap in the Face
Bai Xiang frowned, and hurriedly said: "Since you are here to participate in the poetry meeting, you must use poetry as proof, how about starting directly?"

The audience off the field also began to follow suit.

"That's right, our Baixiang girl was No.2 last year, just one step away from the leader."

"As usual, the next thing is the landscape theme that Baixiang girl is best at. Come on, Baixiang girl, let these two outsiders know how powerful our Sang Ling is!"

"Miss Baixiang and Mr. Qiuming are both rare and beautiful in the world. The man wearing the peach blossom mask looks like a pretty boy at first glance. Miss Baixiang, win them!"

Asagi got tired of hearing this, and said in a voice that no one in the audience could hear: "I thought you were so good, last year you were only No.2, and you won't even get No.2 this year."

Bai Xiang turned pale, turned around and whispered something to the maid behind her, then turned around and said to Chu Xiaoxiao, "Let's get started."

Chu Xiaoxiao was also dissatisfied with Baixiang's coquettishness and willfulness. She wanted to end this farce a long time ago, so she hurriedly came up with a new round of title "Landscape and Garden".

Bai Xiang confidently said: "Then please listen carefully. Plant flowers in the garden in spring, hear cicadas singing clearly in summer, harvest thousands of grains of millet in autumn, and see snow in winter."

Asaba...

Perhaps this Miss Taifu has never seen the countryside of Sang Ling Kingdom, where miasma is rampant, how dare she think about harvesting thousands of grains of millet in autumn?I only know how to sit alone on a high platform.

The landscape and countryside are really hitting the gun. She has written Tao Dada's poems silently for countless times.

"Qiu chrysanthemum has a beautiful color, and it is full of beauty.

Forget about worrying things in general, far away from my worldly feelings.

Although it is all alone, the cup is full and the pot tilts itself.

Every day the flock moves, and the homecoming bird approaches the forest.

Under Xiao Ao Dongxuan, talk about regaining this life. "

The audience was quiet for a while, and then gradually came the sound of discussion, which gradually turned into some noisy applause.

"This poem is so good, it makes me want to go to the mountains."

"Yes, this artistic conception feels as if the breath of mountains and rivers is right next to my ears."

Amidst the applause, most people voted for Asaba.

Chu Xiaoxiao suppressed the joy in his heart, and said: "This round is for the attacker to win. According to the rule, the attacker needs to win another round before becoming the defender. Are you willing to do another round?"

"Of course I would." Hmph, she was familiar with "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty", and she was not afraid of another hundred rounds.

Chu Xiaoxiao opened the topic for the next round, on which was written "Spiritual Power"

The smile on Asahi's face froze.

As expected, she would be slapped in the face for being in the limelight. She doesn't know how to write poetry, but she was a little unwilling to step down like this.

But until Baixiang finished the poem and it was her turn, she didn't think about it.

She looked at Ye Yunshu aggrievedly, and was about to say that she should give up.

Ye Yunshu spoke again:
"The heavens and the earth first opened their colors, and the clear spirit accompanied me.

The breath builds the body, and the soul nourishes the body and mind.

Traveling tens of thousands of miles a day, the bright moon returns to the dust.

Why take wine to celebrate Wu and Lingsheng. "

There was another applause from the audience. This time, no one said that Ye Yunshu was a boy wearing a peach blossom mask. For a long time after that, peach blossom masks became popular in Zisang City.

Naturally, Qian Yu and Ye Yunshu won this round, and Bai Xiang got off the stage angrily, and said harshly before leaving: "Don't be complacent, we'll wait and see!"

In the subsequent titles, spiritual power, which deviates from the theme of "Three Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty", did not appear again, and Qian Yu won the championship all the way with Ye Yunshu's acquiescence.

Qian Yu wanted to wave to Chi Yue, but found that Chi Yue and Yi Tianxing were no longer in the audience, and they didn't know where to go.

Ye Yunshu saw her worry, and whispered, "Don't worry, no one can hurt them in a place like Sangling Kingdom."

Asahi felt relieved.

The head of the lottery is a Langhao pen and a long sword, and the boy holding the tray of lottery is introducing the magic of these two things with a smile.

The Langhao brush has a spiritual imprint on it, and you can write even without ink. The long sword is very ordinary. Ye Yunshu turned his head away in disgust after taking a look at it.

Asahi whispered, "If your lord doesn't like it, I want both."

"What do you want a sword for? Are you going to practice it?"

"My lord, why do you only see fighting and killing? I'll sell it."

"Just the quality of this sword, and only five middle-grade spirit stones, have I made you short of money?"

"Oh, my lord, you don't understand. The money you earn by yourself feels different. And, my lord, do you have any misunderstanding about five middle-grade spirit stones? It's enough for ordinary people to eat for several months."

Qian Yu happily took the tray containing the colored heads. The moment before she touched the Langhao pen, Ye Yunshu suddenly felt that something was wrong. The killer's intuition had saved him many times on the battlefield, and he obviously felt that there was something wrong with the pen. dangerous stuff.

Ye Yunshu immediately went to pull Qian Yu's hand, but it was too late, Qian Yu had already touched the Langhao brush, Ye Yunshu directly pulled Qian Yu back, and dragged Qian Yu further away.

He protected Qian Yu and turned his back to Langhao Pen, but he could clearly hear the explosion, and a strong fire-type spiritual force was unfolding. He had excellent hearing, and knew that the explosion was close at hand without turning his head.

He was fine alone, at most he was seriously injured, but this girl would definitely die, she couldn't even withstand the aftermath of the explosion.

No, this girl can't die, she is the only clue for him to get back to the past, he doesn't care about anything in his life, the only thing he must get is freedom, only by getting back to the past and slaying his enemies, can he get real freedom, otherwise he will live forever I can't even forget that vague memory of being stepped on and ravaged by the enemy.

Ye Yunshu took a deep breath, mobilizing the blood flow in his whole body to speed up.His skin started to turn red again, but it wasn't the abnormal color it was when he was demonized. Xue Ming instantly unsheathed, strengthening Ye Yunshu's spiritual power.

The next moment, the powerful frost field roared and unfolded, and the masks of Ye Yunshu and Qian Yu were blown away by the airflow of the frost field, and the powerful ice attribute directly froze the entire explosion.

Ye Yunshu's body also lost all strength in an instant, and pressed heavily on Qian Yu.

Qian Yu's breathing was trembling, if it wasn't for Ye Yunshu, she would have been blown to ashes just now.

But Ye Yunshu is in the Profound Spirit Realm. The Profound Spirit Realm can only use barriers that take time to build. Only the Sky Spirit Realm can use the field that can be cast instantly. Just now, did he use a secret technique to forcibly increase his spiritual power?
Yes, she remembered that the blood demon clan had a secret technique that could increase the level of spiritual power by accelerating blood flow, but in the original book, there was a blood demon elder who died within a few minutes of using the secret technique in order to deal with Yi Tianxing .

Ye Yunshu's body was a bit heavy, and Qian Yu exhausted all his strength to barely maintain his standing posture, Ye Yunshu's head was powerlessly resting on Qian Yu's shoulder, and Qian Yu didn't open his eyes no matter how he yelled.

"My lord, my lord, don't scare me, my lord, don't die."

Asaba felt surrounded by despair.

Tianshan is indeed a place where life and death are fought at any time, but she became Ye Yunshu's follower as soon as she crossed over.

Although Ye Yunshu spoke angrily, she was very careful and never let her pass by places where people were killed or died, so she never saw a dead person.

But at this moment, the body of the person in her arms was gradually losing temperature, getting colder and colder.

A tear dripped from the corner of Asaba's eye, followed by a second, and a third.Why is she so useless?He has to be protected all the time, and because he can help him control the demonization, he is weak with peace of mind.

Although she knew that Ye Yunshu had her own purpose in protecting her, Ye Yunshu had really been protecting her all the time, and never perfunctory her.

If she had been stronger, if she hadn't been on stage to compose poems, if she hadn't touched the Langhao brush, Ye Yunshu wouldn't have used that deadly secret technique.

She cried and shook Ye Yunshu's body, "My lord, please wake up, I will never compete with you for sweets in the future, and I will be obedient from now on, and I will never run around again, my lord, please wake up. "

In the corner of the hall, a masked man in black was taking out a scimitar from his bag. It was as if something had absorbed the light around him, and the scimitar was directly hidden in the spiritual barrier, as if it were transparent. .

The man in black put on an attack posture, and slowly walked towards Ye Yunshu.

(End of this chapter)