Later, at the request of the other party, the fat man memorized a few more Tang poems that he had learned in elementary school.

Without exception, they are all quatrains for the ages, only listening to Qingyu with joy and admiration, admiring the fat man more and more, and his expression is becoming more and more respectful.

"Whew!"

The fat man quietly exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest, and finally saved the day, he secretly rejoiced in his heart, but at the same time, he felt ridiculous in his heart.

When I watched the Internet by myself, there were also many traversers in it, who used poetry to pretend to slap their faces, but he didn't expect that this scene would happen to him!

The key is that he is not going to take the top prize, but an immortal cultivator.

You say that I use poetry and pretend to be forced against a group of literati, but the object of my pretense now is actually a person who likes poetry...... Demon Clan.

Where do you say this makes sense?

The fat man's expression was simply wonderful.

I felt ridiculous in my heart, but at the same time I was a little lucky.

Because at this moment, he obviously felt that the mysterious demon king in front of him had a much better attitude towards him.

Regardless of the reason why the other party caught him, his life should be saved at this moment.

Although the fat man is not very good at observing words and feelings, he still has this certainty, because he even saw a few colors of worship in the expression of the other party looking at him.

Yes, it's worship.

Is it because of those two poems?

Although this reason made the fat man a little confused, it was indeed the only reasonable explanation.

The fat man quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a great way to go!

It seems that as a traverser, he still has some advantages.

If you change a guy, even if his strength is much stronger than himself, the question is whether he knows so many poems?

There is a high probability that they don't understand, although immortal cultivators have a long lifespan, few people will study these things, after all, for them, how to cultivate and quickly improve their strength is the most important thing.

It's better to ask for others than for yourself, and as a traverser, you don't have a system.

A bit of pride appeared in the fat man's heart.

But soon such a pride disappeared without a trace, and he now has no worries about his life for the time being, but after all, his life is still in the hands of the other party, how can he turn the danger into a disaster?

The fat man doesn't know, obviously it's not easy, and the difference in strength between each other is too great.

So I can only take one step at a time, and what I can do now is to continue to please this guy with poetry, stabilize it, and then slowly wait for a good opportunity to get out.

This is the best choice at the moment, but the fat man's heart is still full of apprehension.

At the same time, the mood of the other immortal cultivators was not much better.

They are lost.

Everyone didn't want to get nothing out of this adventure, and although they all hated the dead fat man, they still decided to rescue him from the hands of that demon cultivator.

Otherwise, you're really going to go home empty-handed.

This matter is difficult, but at the beginning, everyone thought that a strong enemy is not easy to deal with.

Unexpectedly, they simply failed to catch up with each other.

Instead, I got lost again.

This is a very painful result.

You know, the dead fat man had already taken them here for a whole day.

The patience of the crowd has been exhausted to the limit.

Unexpectedly, after they got lost now, they actually went around in circles around here again.

The encounter was exactly the same as it had just been.

The only difference is that just now the dead fat man took everyone around in circles, and now they started to go around in circles.

At first, most immortal cultivators didn't pay much attention to it.

I thought it was because of the thick fog that filled the ocean, which affected my senses, so it was difficult to tell the direction.

But they don't think it's a big deal.

They didn't run into the depths of the boundless sea, and there were so many immortal cultivators in front of them, could they really get lost, at most, it would take a little more time to always find the right direction.

Originally, this was true, but they soon realized that things were not so simple, and the fog around them was very strange.

At the moment, it was as if they had lost their sense of direction completely, and they had no idea where they were.

Such a simple task as identifying the direction has become a difficult task to complete at the moment.

What to do?

If at the beginning, many people still showed that they didn't care, then over time, their self-confidence has been completely shattered.

The crowd found that this was not simply a matter of getting lost, and at the moment, they were in a very bad situation.

I was really trapped in this place.

They could feel that this was not a very vast sea, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't get out of here.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

No one expected this to be the case.

So much so that many people regret running to the adventure.

Although the saying goes, wealth and wealth are in danger, but the point is that they have not even found the exit to the ruins.

People die for money, birds die for food, but so far, they haven't even seen a spirit stone.

If it falls here, who will be willing?

Don't think that everyone is taking the problem too seriously, and don't forget that they are in the boundless sea at the moment.

And there are already demons who have discovered their traces.

Therefore, everyone was very suspicious that the fog in front of them was actually because they had fallen into the trap of demon cultivation.

For the time being, though, this trap can only trap him, and has no offensive effect.

But in all likelihood, this situation is temporary.

The demon cultivator saw that there were many of them, so he went to move the rescuers.

As for why he grabbed the fat man, it was to lead everyone into the trap.

Everyone didn't know what the truth was, and all of this was made up by their brains, but the more they thought about it, the more reliable they felt, and the more apprehensive they felt.

Very worried, a group of very powerful demon clans appeared in front of him in the next moment!

No, you can't sit still, you have to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible.

The monks were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Qin Yan was also lost, but unlike those panicked immortal cultivators, his expression was much calmer.

Although at this moment, Qin Yan was also unable to distinguish the direction, he did not think that he had fallen into the trap of the demon clan.

Through observation and thinking, Qin Yan felt that the reason why he would get lost was because of the fog that filled the sea at this time.

This is no ordinary fog, with a bit of a strange element in it.

But what is different, Qin Yan can't say.

You have to look closely before you make a decision.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, maybe this fog has something to do with the ruins.

Of course, this is just speculation.

Qin Yan wasn't sure it was coming.

It's just that he believes a little that the fat man just now wept bitterly and explained to everyone that it was not nonsense.