Sign-in to Become the Strongest Sect Master Chapter 27: I want to eat with my face

　　 Apricot Flower Forest.

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

　　 In the chaos, three figures slowly walked out.

The person headed by 　　 is young and handsome, with a handsome appearance, and his eyes are as deep as stars.

　　 was followed by a man and a woman. Although the woman was not very old, she was slim, frosty and glamorous, and could not be far away.

　　 men are still young and childish, but they are also somewhat outstanding, and they look rich in wisdom.

　　 "It's finally out!!"

　　 After Li Zeyang walked out of the Xumi Immortal Gate, he couldn't help sucking in the air.

　　! The outside world, even the air is sweet!

　　 "Why, did you wronged you in the mountain gate?" Yan Chu asked, narrowing his eyes.

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

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

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

　　Yan Chu got on his horse and said to Li Zeyang, "Go hurry up and arrive at Yongan City before dark."

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

　　 After half a month, the apricot blossoms in the apricot blossom forest have withered a lot. Perhaps it had just rained in the morning, and red and white petals were spread all the way. The horse’s hooves stepped on it, For more than half of the time, there was a faint dampness in the air, as if mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

　　 Li Zeyang came to his heart and couldn't help but said: "The head, the disciple has this beautiful scenery, I have a feeling, the poem is booming, can I recite a poem?"

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

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

　　 is this? ?

　　 is a pile of rhetoric and shows off literary talent. If Yan Chu is asked to rate this poem, it will be 50 points 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:

　　 "It's okay."

　　 "It's okay?" Li Zeyang was not convinced, "Master, this poem even the master and sister feels good after listening to it. Your vision is too high, maybe the disciple has a chance to become a poetry fairy. It’s all suppressed for you."

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

　　 Mu Qingqian saw Yan Chu’s dignified head, but he could still fight off against his disciples, so he said, "Why don’t the head write a poem?"

　　 "Don't say a single song, I can write a few at will, I will convince you!"

　　 Yan Chu lowered his head for a moment, then blurted out and made his debut:

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

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

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

　　 Maki Qingqian also flashed amazing colors in his eyes.

　　 I didn’t expect that the leader is not only powerful, but also quite literary, and his export is a chapter!

　　 Yan Chu didn’t think too much, and continued to say:

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

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

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

　　Favourite lake is not enough to go east, and there is a white sand **** in the shade of green Yang. "

　　Good poem! !

　　 Li Zeyang was about to dismount and kneel down to Yan Chu, thinking of how self-confident he was just now, and now he only feels his face is hot and uncomfortable.

　　"The light rain on the street is as smooth as crisp, but the grass is far away but there is nothing near.

　　 is the best one in the spring of the year. "

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

　　 Yan Chu asked with a puzzled look: "What's the matter, my poems are not good?"

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

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

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

　　 Maki 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 solemnly.

　　 "What's wrong?"

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

　　 Maki Qingqian was stunned, and nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, with the master’s cultivation skills, even if you don’t do anything, you can defeat that group of guys~ IndoMTL.com~ The three of them are already riding. The horse, walked 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 looks like they should be Yongan City Lord Qianjin Muqingqian and Li Zeyang, the son of Li Fugui!"

　　 "Okay! It's just heaven for me!!"

　　 Qi Jun was very happy: "Before, outside of the big pine forest, he accompanied too many disciples. We cannot guarantee that there will be no fish slipping through the net, but now there are only three of them, and it can be said that we have caught it!"

　　 Right Guardian is still a little worried: "But, Yan Chu holds a magic weapon, what if we are not his opponent?"

　　 "Hehe, 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, Tianwu Pavilion half a month ago. The head was furious, and now he knows that Yan Chu is out of the mountain, he will definitely come to trouble him personally, then we will..."

　　 Right Guardian suddenly understood, and couldn’t help but smile:

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

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

　　 "Yan Chu, this time I see if you die!"