Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Goddess? Is she really a Goddess?"

"I heard that the goddess loves poetry. Is the rumor true?"

"But the capital is too far away from here. Would a goddess with such a noble status really come here in person?"

"This is Peach Blossom Village, and the goddess seems to like peach blossoms very much. I think it's really possible! That kid won't talk nonsense, right?"

There were bursts of whispers.

All the talents and beauties present showed excitement on their faces.

If a goddess is present to witness today, it will be a great honor for them!

The chief official of the county government also looked here. Some dignitaries beside him were thoughtful, but they did not come forward to greet him, but just watched what happened.

Miss Li did not say a word, but several of her friends who were traveling with her stood up one after another at this moment, staring coldly at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in front of her.

"You have recognized the wrong person. Go back and compose your poem."

One of them said coldly, the aura of Di Xuanwufu was flowing in his body and could explode at any time.

The cultivation levels of several other people are similar to his, and they are all Earth Xuanwufu.

Such a level of martial arts is enough to become a powerful force in Dongsheng country!

"My tutor is Wang Yi, the Poet and Sword Immortal. I heard that the Goddess liked this method the most, so I wanted to ask the Goddess to comment on it. Is it possible?"

The young man was not deterred, but smiled calmly.

Poetry and Sword Immortal Wang Yi! ?

After hearing the young man's identity, all the talented and beautiful people present took a deep breath and looked in disbelief.

Although the status of the goddess is noble, the poet and sword fairy Wang Yi is also extraordinary.

He is one of the greatest masters in the world, a master of poetry and Taoism, and his swordsmanship is also extraordinary, so he is called the Poetic Sword Immortal!

"Oh? Your master is Wang Yi? Is he here?"

Miss Li's expression changed.

"My master is here, of course, but he is not very interested in today's poetry meeting, so he ordered me to take some of his poems and come here for you to appreciate them."

The young man said.

"It turns out that the poem was written by the Poet Sword Immortal!"

"No wonder, I just said that at such an age, how could one produce such a fine work!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Why doesn't Shi Jianxian show up in person?"

Miss Li was a little disappointed: "I thought I came here to see the talent of Shijianxian with my own eyes, but he asked his disciples to do it for him."

"Master said that today's poetry meeting is not pure enough, so I don't want to show up in public."

After the young man finished speaking, he slowly looked towards the north:

"Our people... should have arrived as well. Please ask the goddess to come back with us as guests."

The talented scholars and beauties present finally heard something was wrong.

Some people were shocked and angry, and yelled: "You invite the goddess to be a guest? Where are you going to be a guest? Who are you!"

"It's over, things are not good, and so is this goddess. How could she leave the capital and come here without authorization?

Wang Yi's disciple was looking to the north just now. He is from the King of Hejian! ? "

Brother Han next to Xu Tianhuan looked pale and was sweating profusely.

"Brother Han, don't be afraid."

Xu Tianhuan comforted him.

"You know shit."

Brother Han said angrily: "Today's poetry meeting must be a trap, a trap set by the King of Hejian!

If the goddess falls into his hands, it will destroy the foundation of my Dongsheng! "

Xu Tianhuan smiled faintly and said nothing.

At the same time, soldiers in armor emerged from all directions, including mountains, forests, trails, and official roads.

A rough estimate puts the number of people at over 10,000!

Now even ordinary people sense that something is wrong.

The style of these armors is clearly that of the Yama army under the command of King Hejian in the north!

The cold armor glowed with a faint cold light under the warm sunshine, like a bayonet, pressed against everyone's neck, making people feel chilly.

The young man looked at Miss Li with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Miss Li remained calm and said calmly:

"It turns out that this poetry meeting was organized by the King of Hejian. So, the chief official of the county here is also his person?"

She looked at the chief officer and all the dignitaries in the county government.

The county official smiled slightly, without any fear in his eyes, and faced Miss Li calmly.

"You, you all want to rebel!?"

A poetry club leader couldn't believe it. He never thought that he would encounter such a thing after coming all the way to attend a poetry conference.

But at this moment, no one paid attention to him.

A talented man who has no power to restrain a chicken is no different from a peddler and a pawn under the sword.

The county official looked at Miss Li and said with a faint smile:

"Now that the goddess of heaven is here, how can you be so content with me? Why don't you come forward? I would like to receive you warmly from my subordinates.

In order to prevent the weapons from harming the innocent people here, I hope those around the goddess will not act rashly. "

He glanced at the talented people and beauties around him, and then looked at Miss Li again.

Miss Li also understood what he meant at this moment.

The talented men and beauties present today who belong to Dongsheng Kingdom have become hostages in his hands.

Compared with the ordinary people present, the various forces involved behind these people will obviously make the capital more fearful.

"Mr. Fang, I understand, holding the emperor hostage to order the princes!"

Xiaoyu saw a hint of surprise in her eyes.

The people of the King of Hejian used the name of the Poetry Society to attract a large number of talented people and beauties.

He also used them as hostages, forcing the goddess not to dare to use them easily even if she had a backup plan.

When the goddess of heaven falls to the head of the king of rivers, she can use her identity to make the king in the capital have some scruples.

Perhaps today we can achieve unexpected results without even having to die a single soldier.

"How to break the situation?"

Fang Chen glanced at Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu thought hard, and finally shook her head in distress:

"don't know."

"You'll understand later."

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"Goddess, I will escort you away."

"Yes, if we join forces, these Yama forces may not be able to keep us."

Several people around Miss Li whispered.

"We must go, but not in this way."

Miss Li smiled lightly and walked slowly towards the county official.

Seeing this, Wang Yi's disciple also smiled slightly and followed her.

The guards around Miss Li were stunned and immediately reacted to follow her for protection.

When Miss Li and the county official were only a few feet away from each other, the official couldn't help but cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"This is the first time that I have been so close to the goddess. I wonder if I am lucky enough to see the true face of the goddess today?"

"You don't have to watch it. Do you think I will only bring a few Xuanwu warriors here?"

Miss Li said calmly.

The talented and beautiful people nearby reacted and quickly moved closer, glaring at the surroundings.

The county official burst out laughing in surprise: "Tens of thousands of Yama troops are here, and Grand Master Wang Yi, the Immortal of Poetry and Swordsman, is here in person. What does Miss Li think about how we can break out of the encirclement from here?

What's more, don't you want them to live? "

He pointed at this group of talented people and beauties, and then at the ordinary people around them.

Although Shopkeeper Li and others have never seen much of the world, they were shocked and enlightened when they saw this!

"The rebels are coming!"

They were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat.