"I heard that the celestial girl is in love with poetry, is it true that the rumors are true?"
"But the capital is too far away from here. Will the noble identity of the Heavenly Girl come here in person?"
"This is Taohua Village. The goddess seems to like Taohua very much. I think it's really possible! That kid won't talk nonsense, right?"
A burst of whispers rang out.
The talented and beautiful women present all showed excitement on their faces.
If there is a celestial girl present to witness today, it will be a matter of gloss on their faces!
The county government chief also looked here. Some of the nobles around him thoughtfully, but did not come forward to see the tribute, but watched the changes.
Miss Li didn't say anything, but several of her friends around her stood up at this moment, staring at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy in front of her with cold eyes.
"You recognize the wrong person and go back to write your poem."
One of them said coldly that the aura of the Earth Xuanwu Fu was flowing in his body and could explode at any time.
The other few people's cultivation is similar to his, and they are all the Xuanwufu.
Such a martial arts realm, in Dongsheng's country, is enough to become a powerful man!
"The master of the family is Wang Yi, the immortal of the Poetry Sword. Hearing that the goddess likes this the most, I want to ask the goddess to comment on it. I wonder if it is possible?"
The boy was not scared away, but instead smiled calmly.
Poetry Sword Immortal Wang Yi!?
After hearing the boy reported his identity, the talented and beautiful women present took a breath and showed disbelief.
Although the celestial girl has a noble status, Wang Yi, the immortal poet of the Poetry Sword, is also extraordinary.
That is a great master in the world, a master of poetry and his sword skills are extraordinary, so he is called the Poetry Sword Immortal!
"Oh? Is your master Wang Yi? Is he here?"
Miss Li's expression moved.
"Of course, my family teacher has come, but today's poetry meeting is not very interested in him, so I ordered me to take the poems he wrote and come to give you some appreciation."
The boy said.
"It turns out that poem was written by the Sword Immortal of Poetry!"
"No wonder, I said that at such an age, how could I make such a great work!"
Everyone suddenly realized.
"Why doesn't the Si Jianxian show up in person?"
Miss Li was a little disappointed: "I thought I could see the talent of Shi Jianxian 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 he is unwilling to show up in public."
After the boy finished speaking, he slowly looked to the north:
"Our people... should have arrived too. Please ask the goddess to go back with me to visit."
The talented man and beautiful woman present finally heard something wrong.
Someone was shocked and angry and scolded: "You invite the goddess to visit? Where to visit? Who are you!"
"It's over, things are not good, so is this goddess. How could she leave the capital without authorization and run to this place?
Wang Yi’s disciple just now looked at the north side, he was the King of Hejian!?”
Brother Han next to Xu Tianhuan's side had a pale face and was sweating wildly.
"Brother Han doesn't have to be afraid."
Xu Tianhuan comforted her.
"You know nothing."
Brother Han said angrily: "Today's poetry meeting is definitely a trap, a trap arranged by the King of Hejian!
If the celestial girl falls into his hands, it will ruin my Dongsheng foundation!”
Xu Tianhuan smiled faintly and stopped talking.
At the same time, soldiers wearing armor emerged from all directions from the mountains, small paths, official paths, etc.
A little estimate is that the number of people is already over 10,000!
Now even ordinary people notice something is wrong.
The style of these armors is clearly the Yan Luo army under the command of the King of Hejian in the north!
The cold armor shines with a faint cold light in the warm sunlight, like a bayonet, pressing against everyone's neck, making people feel cold in their hearts.
The boy looked at Miss Li, with a faint sarcasm in his eyes.
Miss Li was still calm and said calmly:
"It turned out to be this poetry party held by King Hejian. In this way, is the head of the county government here also his person?"
She looked at the chief official and the great nobles in the county.
The county magistrate smiled slightly, with no fear in his eyes, and he was calmly facing Miss Li.
"You, you all want to rebel!?"
A poet's club was unbelievable. He never expected that he would come from all the way to attend a poetry club and encounter such a thing.
But at this moment, no one paid attention to him.
What is the difference between a talented man without any power and a peddler under the swordsman?
The county chief looked at Miss Li and said with a faint smile:
"Since the goddess is here, how can she stand by? I'll invite you to come forward, so the officials are so enthusiastic about the hospitality.
In order to avoid the sword and war, I hope these people around the goddess should not act rashly."
He glanced at the talented and beautiful woman around him, and looked at Miss Li again.
Miss Li also understood what he meant at this moment.
Today, these talented men and beauties who belong to Dongshengguo have become hostages in their hands.
Compared with the common people present, the various forces involved in these people will obviously make the capital more afraid.
"Mr. Fang, I understand, I will use the emperor to command the princes!"
When Xiaoyu saw this, she suddenly saw a look of consciousness in her eyes.
The people of King Hejian attracted a large number of talented men and beautiful women in the name of poetry meetings.
They also took them as hostages and forced the celestial girl to dare not use it easily even if she had a backup plan.
When the goddess falls into the head of the King of Hejian, she can borrow her identity to make the person in the capital be worried.
Perhaps today, you can achieve unexpected results without even a soldier.
"How to break the deadlock?"
Fang Chen glanced at Xiaoyu.
Xiaoyu thought hard, but finally shook her head in distress:
"don't know."
"I'll understand later."
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"Goddess, I'll wait to protect you and leave."
"Yes, we join forces, these Yama army may not be able to keep us."
Several people around Miss Li whispered.
"It's a must to leave, but not in this way."
Miss Li smiled lightly and slowly walked towards the county magistrate.
Seeing this, Wang Yi's disciple smiled slightly and followed her.
Several guards beside Miss Li were stunned and immediately reacted to follow the protection.
When Miss Li and the county chief were only a few feet apart, the chief chief could not help but bow and smile:
"This is the first time that Xiaguan is so close to the Heavenly Nv. I wonder if I am lucky to have a glimpse of the Heavenly Nvuzhen today?"
"There is no need to watch it. Do you think I will only bring a few Xuanwufu here?"
Miss Li said lightly.
The talented and beautiful ladies around reacted one after another, quickly approaching this side, glaring at the surroundings.
The county chief laughed in surprise: "Ten thousand Yan Luo troops are here, and the Grand Master Wang Yi, the immortal poet of the poem, came in person. What does Miss Li think that can break through from here?
What's more, don't you want them to survive?"
He pointed to the talented men and beautiful women, and then to the common people around him.
Although Manager Li and others had never seen any world, they were already shocked to realize this!