Seeing Liu Heng suddenly pull out the knife, countless people were immediately stunned on the spot, and the little guy was even more frightened, and he collapsed directly to the ground. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Others may not be able to notice it when they are far away, he is too close, so as soon as Liu Hengfu draws his knife, he feels that Liu Heng has suddenly become an outlaw from a Wenxiu scholar, and even makes him rise to the illusion that he is no longer in Cihe Tower, and is suddenly pulled to the battlefield where thousands of troops and horses are fighting, and an extremely bloody evil aura comes to his face, completely submerging him in an instant.

Who is this, exactly?

I'm blind, how could I think of provoking such a killing god?

The hallucination of killing and screaming for a lifetime, the little guy trembled twice, his mind was blank, and then he screamed, incontinent on the spot, and fainted to death in horror. This movement was extremely loud, but no one around paid attention to him anymore, and they were all looking at Liu Heng in shock, their intuition was ridiculous to the extreme!

"Bold!"

"Never!"

"Guest officer!"

"This is the holy land of Wendao, ignorant child, how dare you use the knife again!"

"Don't put down the knife quickly, don't defile this full of poems!"

"Ridiculous!"

"Stop him!"

Exclamations and shouts and scolding came one after another, all of them angrily scolded Liu Heng for drawing his sword, and even many people rushed over, just to stop Liu Heng's absurd move.

Liu Heng laughed loudly, and between his eyebrows, the blade had fallen!

Hiss——!

Countless people seemed to have heard a strange and painful scream, as if this Crane Tower, which was about to become a spirit, was screaming and wailing. Because Liu Heng's red and yellow real knife stabbed the wall in front of him, like a knife splitting tofu, drawing one shocking knife mark after another on the wall of the building!

Write with a knife, use gas as ink, and write with a knife!

Under the gaze of people who were shocked to the extreme, in the strange wailing sound of the Crane Tower, Liu Heng was like a god, but for a while, he saw sawdust flying, and in the blink of an eye, he had already closed the knife.

The stunned people woke up in shock, or they changed color, or they were full of anger, and some people were even so angry that they fainted directly, and they were really angered by Liu Heng's bold behavior.

"Daring fanatic!"

"Take him down for me!"

"Look for death!"

"It's really Sven sweeping the floor!"

The building was full of shouting and scolding, but outside the building they all thought that the poetry meeting would end with Wu Susan's "Ten Thousand Miles of Travel" winning the championship, and they didn't know what had happened, but they were all shocked by the strange wails coming from the Crane Tower, and they were all talking.

This strange wail suddenly sounded and spread all over the city, making the students of the Luanshan Academy and the disciples of the Baiming Sect who had not gone far stop in amazement.

"What's going on?"

"This strange sound seems to come from the side of the Crane Tower. ”

"It's time for the poetry meeting to end, why did you suddenly make such a big commotion?"

"What's wrong?"

They had never heard such a strange noise, like a battered young beast, but the sound was amazingly loud, extraordinary. The two groups of people who walked on each side stopped in place, looking back at the direction of the Crane Tower, and their expressions gradually became anxious and uneasy.

"Something must have happened. ”

"If something happens to the Crane Tower, it is our duty to wait!"

"Senior brother, should we go back and have a look?"

The junior brothers and sisters on both sides were asking their senior brothers, but no matter whether they were pine, Changliu or Zixuan, they all showed rare caution at this time, and they were not in a hurry to act, but just stared intently. Seeing them like this, a group of junior brothers and sisters had no choice but to press their temperament and accompany them to pay attention to the follow-up changes in Cihelou.

"Look, look!"

After a while, the change in Cihe Tower made countless people exclaim, but soon, even the exclamations stopped abruptly, because everyone was completely stunned, including Wen Song, Changliu and Zixuan!

"This guest officer. ”

In this building, before the situation completely turned into a riot, the fat shopkeeper hurried to Liu Heng with a group of nurses. His face sank like water, and he didn't have the slightest smile, obviously trying to restrain his anger, "May I ask what this means?"

A group of angry nurses surrounded Liu Heng, but they were still stopped by the fat shopkeeper and did not take the lead. It can be seen that even if the fat shopkeeper is angry to the extreme, he is still very self-contained, he has to wait for Liu Heng's response to see what this person wants to do!

Before Liu Heng could speak, many spectators who were blocked by the guards had already shouted angrily.

"It's so rampant, what are you talking about with him, just kill him!"

"Not killing is not enough to calm the anger of the public!"

"This guy is clearly here to cause trouble!"

"Insulting the poems of the building with a knife is also insulting us, and its crime should be punished!"

The fat shopkeeper's eyebrows jumped several times, but he still had to go to the Quartet again and again, "Thanks to your love, the building is grateful, but today's thing is really the first time to open the world! Who wants thousands of years of good stories, but today it is ruined in the hands of Rusi Xiaoer!"

He became excited, and stared at Liu Heng with resentment, "If you kill him just because of this, you will be happy, and it will inevitably ruin thousands of years of hospitality in the building." It is because he can bully Sven, but the contempt building can't break the rules, let me ask clearly, so that the rights and wrongs of this matter will be revealed to the world, and let the people of the world know that the contempt building is not for no reason to kill and entertain guests!"

Hearing this, the surrounding spectators were in awe.

"The shopkeeper can still remember the rules under the anger, and he is unwilling to stop evil with evil, so he asked me to know why the reputation of the crane tower has lasted for thousands of years!"

"It is worthy of being the honorary crane tower of the world. ”

"It's me who is reckless. ”

"The shopkeeper can rest assured, we have seen today's events, and we will testify for your building in the future, and we will never let Cihelou bear the notoriety of killing guests because of this!"

The shopkeeper was in all directions, thanked him again and again, and then looked at Liu Heng coldly with everyone, "Why did you do such an evil thing, and ask the guest officer to give an explanation to the contempt building." ”

"What's the explanation?"

Liu Heng turned against the audience, and suddenly laughed dumbly, "You were the ones who forced me to leave poems before, but now I leave poems according to my words, saying that I have done evil things are also you, and you are the ones who are right and wrong?"

"Nonsense!"

"Is that what you call Liushi!"

"What is this poem called?"

"When others use pens, you use knives, and you dare to say that you don't mean to cause trouble?"

As soon as Liu Heng said this, he immediately became the target of public criticism, and countless angry spectators scolded in unison, but some people looked at the two poems that Liu Heng left on the wall of the building, and then sneered.

"Look, everyone, can he call this poetry?"

"Who has ever seen a poem with only two sentences, and what fish breaks the net and returns to the river, and the knife opens the way of life and death......"

Before the words fell, the surrounding treasure light suddenly changed drastically, making everyone's eyes widen, and Qi Qi forgot to speak, shocked on the spot.

At this strange moment when the noise suddenly turned to extreme silence, an indescribable killing aura quickly spread from half of Liu Heng's poem, as if it was like a bamboo!

First of all, the thousands of poems up and down the third floor trembled in front of this brutal killing aura, and the treasure light swayed, as if the stars were about to fall!

Then, ten, twenty, thirty!

So much so that in a blink of an eye, in addition to dozens of peerless poems above 90 floors, the vast sea of poetry in the remaining high-rise buildings seemed to be suddenly shocked!

If you look closely, you can still find that on the handwriting of thousands of poems, there are knife marks that are rapidly increasing, as if they have been slashed by a knife and are about to be shattered. They had suffered the greatest calamity of all time, and they were all trembling under the bombardment of the killing breath, and they were on the verge of crumbling and destruction.

For a time, the only half of Liu Heng's poem remained quietly in place, arbitrarily exuding the killing atmosphere of the hearer's color change, which made the entire sea of poems suddenly encounter great disasters and be in danger.

This huge change made the entire Yuejiang City stay in place, all looking up at this terrifying vision, and their hearts suddenly panicked to the extreme.

It's like the sky is falling apart!

When countless poems on the first, second, and third floors collapsed and disappeared completely, the situation was already more critical, but it also alarmed the dozens of peerless poems near the top of the building.

It is rumored that these dozens of poems were written by sages who once left their names in history, and with the edification and precipitation of the years, they have become more and more otherworldly and almost spiritual.

In addition to being the site of the feathering of the Gou saint, the increasingly famous reputation of the Crane Tower is also supported by these twenty or thirty famous poems.

Some of these dozens of poems can be said to be famous for centuries, some are well-known, and some are familiar to children.

They are high above the sky, exuding the most dazzling brilliance, each with its own magic. As long as the big array is opened, the poems and treasures on the next floor are not as dazzling as a single word in them, and they also set off their noble status like the emperor in the poem.

On weekdays, they just sit quietly in a high place, but when they encounter this shock, they suddenly seem to be alive.

As if provoked, they also bloomed their own divine brilliance, and quickly pressed towards the downstairs. These twenty or thirty kinds of Shenhua with their own mysteries are like dozens of divine dragons crossing the border, sweeping away the killing qi that spreads arbitrarily in half of Liu Heng's poems, and then invariably forcing this killing aura back.

This killing aura was pressed back to the body by the various gods Hua Shengsheng, and finally resolved the danger that the poems and texts of the building were about to collapse.

When everything returned to silence, the famous poems on the top of the building retracted most of the Shenhua, leaving only a trace of each, intertwined and turned around, gradually converging into a mysterious colored light, locking the killing qi in it.

People looked at it together, and the killing aura exuded by the half of the poem left by Liu Heng had been surrounded by this circle of Xuanyi colored light, trapped in the square inch around the verse, and it was still rushing left and right at this time, but it was difficult to break through the blockade of the Xuanxuan colored light and wreak havoc.

Liu Heng was also amazed at these changes. After a while, he took a deep look at the dozens of peerless poems on the top of the building, shook his head and smiled meaningfully, and quietly got up and left.

Such a drastic change shocked countless people for a while, and then looked at the half of the poem that they thought was not worth mentioning before, and they only felt inexplicable palpitations. When they came back to their senses, Liu Heng's figure had long been absent by the window, and few people even knew when he left.

"What about people?"

"When did you run away?"

"Careless!"

Some of the spectators and nurses were so angry that they wanted to rush down to hunt down Liu Heng, some were still in a daze, and some were in an uproar.

"What's going on?"

"Actually attracted the sages and poems to come to suppress it, how can this scene look like the sages are slaying demons and defending the way?"

"Since the Crane Tower has been standing so far, there has never been such a thing!"

"The many good poems accumulated over thousands of years were almost destroyed by half of this man's poems!"

"He can also be called poetry?

It was in the midst of this utter chaos that one suddenly heard a quiet voice, saying with great certainty: "This is indeed poetry, and it is by no means ordinary poetry." ”

When I heard this, it was like a thunderclap in everyone's ears, and I felt that it was as deviant as the ten inscriptions in front of me, and it pierced people's hearts!

"Who said that! Who dares to say that this is a poem, stand up for me?" Countless spectators looked angry again, and immediately followed the sound towards the crowd, really wanted to find out this person and teach him a lesson, who wanted to really see the person who spoke, and the spectators were stunned.

"Wu Gongzi?"

"Legalist Wu Gongzi, you ......"

Seeing that the person who opened his mouth was none other than Wu Susan, who was about to get the name of the leader of the poetry club, where did the visitors dare to question or scold, and hurriedly greeted him, but they all felt surprised.

If it is someone else who praises these ten inscriptions, it is purely his own scolding, but since it is Wu Susan, it is naturally different.

Because he is Wu Susan, the recognized leader of this poetry club, he must be the most talented person among the people, and he is the most qualified person to comment among the people.

It's just that......

"I don't know what Wu Gongzi means by this?"

People were suspicious in their hearts, and when they faced him, they bowed their hands and asked respectfully.

The surroundings quickly quieted down, and everyone held their breath, curious about what kind of high opinion Wu Susan would give.

The fish breaks the net and returns to the river, and the knife opens the road to life and death!

Wu Susan frowned and stared at the ten inscriptions, and only after a moment did he take a long breath with a complicated expression, "These two poems are nothing more than saying that this person saw someone fishing in the river before, but some fish broke out of the fishing net and returned to the river. Seeing this scene, this person suddenly touched the scene, as if he saw himself from the fish, so he re-energized his fighting spirit, and wanted to fight into the road of life and death with a knife, and break a way out of it. ”

Whispers rang out all around.

Because those who can enter the building are not vulgar people, and the two lines of poetry are extremely simple, and everyone knows the meaning at a glance. So people still expect Wu Susan to say something, who thinks that he just told him what everyone can understand, and he is disappointed.

The two poems can be described as plain and simple, if you have to praise them, you can only say that you are determined to be shocking and have a high fighting spirit, which is really rare in the world. Wu Susan's words turned sharply, and he drew the attention of the people around him back, "However, in the next view, it is not the two poems themselves that are powerful, but the person who wrote the poems!"

Hearing this, the surrounding spectators were all moved,

"Please make it clear to Mr. Wu. ”

Wu Susan said in a deep voice: "As soon as these two poems were born, they showed extraordinary momentum, and the killing aura even alarmed the sages and sages to come and suppress them, which shows that it is extraordinary. Looking at people with poetry, this person must have an extraordinary opportunity, this killing spirit has been comparable to a general who has led the army for many years, but now he has fallen into death for some reason, and time is running out. In such a situation, how can the two lines of poetry written in the midst of rebirth and fighting spirit be on the same level as the ordinary?"

Listening to his comments, everyone gradually understood, but looking at the ten words engraved by the knife, they still felt extremely dazzling, and it was even more impossible to ask them to turn around and praise.

"Write poems and write poems, why should you be maverick and don't use a pen to write and carve with a knife?"

"But to be honest, there is no rule in Cihelou, and you can't write poems with anything other than a jade pen......"

"Anyway, I just can't get used to it!"

"And it's only half written, what's it called?"

Compared with before, they are no longer scolding and despising, just complaining and dissatisfied.

"Such a strange poem is really rare, only half a poem is enough to be rated as the leader of this poetry meeting......" Only Wu Susan muttered with some regret, "It's a pity." ”

In the midst of this chaos, few people noticed that there were a few people quietly missing from the crowd. (To be continued.) )