Big Geese King City Yancheng, Iron Geese Platform.

The sky is full of Kongming lanterns flying in the starry night sky, and countless gentle candle flames illuminate every snowflake in the sky. The scene is a bit dreamy and unreal.

The Begonia Poetry Festival happened to be in the first snow of the middle of this year. The organizer had to use this method to melt the snowflakes on his head. It was impossible for people to watch the Begonia Poetry Festival in the snow. So there was a scene where countless Kongming lanterns were released to the sky to resist the snowflakes.

“So beautiful.”

The Eastern Legend couldn't help but whisper, with a little intoxication in his eyes.

There was a black line on Li Bumian's forehead. Isn't this usually a girl's line? But Li Bumian thought about it. As a big shot in women's clothing, Oriental Legend can have such a development trend.

He Caiyun was receiving guests at the entrance of Tieyantai. Looking at the financial owners who came to deliver money, flowers were about to bloom on He Caiyun's smiling face.

"Oh, this isn't the boss of Zixuan Chamber of Commerce. If you haven't seen each other for a year, it's even more brilliant." He Caiyun skillfully agreed to the wealthy businessman and ordered the girl to bring this person into her seat.

"Oh, the city lord of Jinling City is here too. It really makes my family shine." He Caiyun picked up a fan to cover his smiling face and told the girl to take the city lord of Jinling City to take her seat.

Just when He Caiyun saw the guests behind, a charming face was filled with deep shock.

"Shang...Shangguan General!"

He Caiyun was hesitant when he spoke.

When the guests around him heard He Caiyun's words, they all knelt down one after another, but were shocked in their hearts. The famous general of the Conquering Yi would also come to this Begonia Poetry Festival!

This is a strange thing, but everyone has figured it out. Even if Shangguan Yun is amazing and arrogant, he is still a man.

He Caiyun also knelt down and said, "The civilian girl has met General Shangguan!"

The surroundings also paid tribute to Shangguan Yun in unison.

Shangguan Yun nodded and said, "Pretty, I don't care about these etiquettes."

The members of Shangguan Yun also had Oriental Legend and two masked people, Li Bumian and Yan Qingling.

Yan Qingling, as a princess of a country and an unmarried royal daughter, was too damaging to come to such a place, so she put on Li Bumian's mask to cover up her identity.

Because Li Bumian also wore a mask to cover up his identity because there were many acquaintances in Zuixianlou.

"General Shangguan is really a great honor to visit this banquet." He Caiyun took out his most perfect smile to face Shangguan Yun.

At this time, all the girls from the Zuixianlou around them screamed and looked at the national male god of the Tianyan Dynasty like a silly.

"Haha, I'm sorry, let's take my three friends to the seat first." Shangguan Yun said lightly.

He Caiyun was also shocked when he saw the accompanying legend of the East. Both of them were big figures who were stomping their feet and the big goose dynasty were about to shock, and they actually walked together.

He Caiyun didn't care about the two masked people. It was thought that they were guards and other existences. She did not dare to neglect them and ordered the girl to take Shangguan Yun and her group to take her seat.

At the Begonia Poetry Conference, there were crowds of people, and there were many officials. Hundreds of seats were filled with seats. All the people came from the upper class, with famous people, either wealthy businessmen or high-ranking people. Even the lords of several cities came to visit.

Li Bumian and his group entered the seat, which was in the front row, and the best effect of watching the program was.

"Who will come on stage later?"

Yan Qingling saw a girl from Zuixianlou with her breasts exposed, pouring wine for her. She felt a little uncomfortable. This was the first time she had come to such a romantic place.

"Of course, it was the eldest young master Dongfang who came on stage. My identity was a little sensitive." Shangguan Yun smiled slightly.

The Legend of the Oriental did not buy it at all, took a sip of wine and said, "What's the sensitivity? I think it's better for General Shangguan to come to power. If the spread of the news, it will only say that General Shangguan is a hero who loves beauty. And when the time comes, General Shangguan won the first place. Wouldn't he be both civil and military, and be remembered forever?"

Faced with the sharp rebuttal of Oriental Legend, Shangguan Yun twitched his eyelids and continued, "Shame, I am a warrior who leads troops to fight. I know nothing about poetry and songs. The eldest young master of Oriental has been influenced by literary lyrics since he was a child, so I think it is much better than me."

Yan Qingling nodded and said, "I also think that Young Master Dongfang is a wise choice to go to the stage."

The Legend of the Oriental is a bit overwhelming, so it goes without saying that Dongfang Lie goes to brothels every day. If he goes on stage again, the reputation of the Oriental Family will be a little bad.

The Legend of the East continued to retort: ​​"I dare not be accused of this. When I went to the Dayan Academy, I was busy playing. If I wanted to speak knowledge, I could only read. I heard that General Shangguan wrote a poem on the 100th birthday of the Empress Dowager, and the response was very good."

Shangguan Yun's eyelids were twitching. This Eastern legend really couldn't get into the oil and salt. He had a good mouth and could only read. He didn't believe it.

At this time, Li Bumian said lightly: "Don't argue, just go Shangguan Yun, just in case I will send you a message to you."

Li Bumian thought to himself that he could not pretend to be a man at the Haitang Poetry Festival today. Zuixianlou is all his acquaintances, but when he entered my Bloody Masturbation Pavilion, everyone pretended to be together.

Li Bumian already thought of the corporate vision of Xuebu Pavilion, that is, if you have the attitude to fight together and pretend to be together with a thrust, Li Bumian instantly thought that his corporate vision was extremely great.

Shangguan Yun heard Li Bumian say something and dared not refuse, so he had to bow and say, "Then it depends on Elder Wu's wishes."

Yan Qingling was a little surprised and asked Li Bumian like a curious baby: "Elder Wu can still write poems?"

Li Bumian nodded and said lightly: "First-class level."

With his talent for understanding, Li Bumian has all the poems on the earth in his mind. He can be said to be a human-shaped poetry library. It is not only first-class, but also an ultimate existence.

The three of them all took a breath. Elder Wu is really a godly person. Needless to mention his appearance and strength. Unexpectedly, he is proficient in poetry, songs and essays. Is there anything else that Elder Wu can't do?

Seeing that the hour of You had arrived, with the explosion of fireworks, the fireworks burst into dazzling shapes on the starry sky where the Kongming lanterns and snowflakes were blooming. The crowd in Tieyan Taichung burst into cheers, and the Begonia Poetry Festival began.

"I still prefer to be deserted."

Yan Qingling covered her ears and was a little unaware of the lively atmosphere.

After a few fireworks exploded, a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe climbed to the Iron Yantai. The begonia poetry meeting, which was originally shocking, suddenly became silent, as if he had seen some terrifying figure, and was shocked by his aura.

"First of all, all the guests from all over the country are welcome to come from all over the country. Let me first talk about the precautions of the Begonia Poetry Club."

After that, the man started chattering endlessly. Although everyone in the audience listened quietly, they were a little impatient. They had already understood the rules and other things.

When Li Bumian saw this strange man on stage, he was a little surprised and asked, "Isn't the organizer of the Begonia Poetry Festival Zuixianlou? Who is this man on stage?"

The Legend of the Oriental took a sip of tea and replied lightly: "Wu Shangxian has no idea about the affairs of the mortal world. This Begonia Poetry Club is a powerful weapon for gold. The gold obtained after the holding is held must be pulled by several teams. It is naturally impossible to swallow it by Zuixian Tower alone. However, no one dares to move the forces behind Zuixian Tower. The man on the stage is a fragrant master of Tiansha Sect, a killer organization with casual cultivators under the sect. It is said that there are even foundation-building killers. In the southern part of Senluo Jianzhou, there are coverage in all walks of life, and he is a well-deserved leader."

Li Bumian suddenly realized that he was thinking about how Qin Feng could hold the place with only one of Zuixianlou. Unexpectedly, He Caiyun was far from as simple as it seemed, and there was a big background behind it.

The man in the red robe finally shut up after saying a lot of words, and then he called a group of girls from the Zuixianlou to perform a dance on the stage.

Accompanied by a breathtaking flute sound, many girls from the Drunken Fairy Tower danced with long sleeves, and countless beautiful peach blossom petals flew gently between the Iron Yantai.

The audience was filled with cups and cups, and laughing and talking, and enjoying this beautiful scenery.

The sound of the flute suddenly became more and more rapid. A beautiful girl in a snow-colored robe walked out of the crowd. It was Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian's clear face and white shirt, her black hair dyed ink, and a little red lips on her pink face, as if she was like a fairy descending to earth, making people afraid to look at her.

Many hungry wolves in the audience were shining with their eyes, and they were sighing in the dark that the beauties gathered in the Drunken Fairy Tower.

Li Bumian was also stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, this girl Su Qianqian was so well-known after being dressed up.

As the protagonist of the girls from the Zuixianlou, Su Qianqian moved her lotus steps to the front, and all the girls behind her were showing off her.

Accompanied by the intense sound of the flute, Su Qianqian used her right foot as the axis, relaxed her long sleeves, and her delicate body rotated, turning faster and faster. Suddenly, she flew up from the ground, waved her jade hand, and dozens of colorful ribbons rose lightly, and it seemed like rainbow waves appeared on the stage, which was extremely magnificent.

Everyone present at Tieyantai was shocked by Su Qianqian's dance, and cheers burst out like thunder, and there were endless surprises.

Suddenly, Su Qianqian jumped into the air and threw out a pink ribbon and ran towards the audience.

The pink ribbon just flew to Li Bumian's position.

Li Bumian: "..."

Li Bumian grabbed the ribbon and a scent of petals floated into his nose.

Su Qianqian didn't recognize Li Bumian wearing a mask, but she felt familiar. Su Qianqian didn't care either. She threw an electric eye at Li Bumian, gently placed her two fingers on her lips, and gave Li Bumian a blowing kiss, which was infinitely charming.

Li Bumian: "..."

Everyone in Tieyantai looked at Li Bumian with envious eyes.

Shangguan Yun smiled and said, "Elder Wu is lucky."

Yan Qingling said harshly, "This seductive little fairy!"

After this dance, I took several more shows, one more exciting and the audience was also applauding.

"In a short time, General Shangguan will show his literary talent." Oriental Legend said sarcastically.

There was a black thread on Shangguan Yun’s forehead.

After all the programs ended, as if something had been expected, the atmosphere of the entire Tieyantai became solidified, and the needle could be heard. The man in the red robe slowly walked onto the stage again.

At this time, everyone in the audience held their breath and knew that the highlight of the Begonia Poetry Festival was coming.

The man in red robe coughed twice, then said in a loud voice: "I don't need to say more about what's next? This year's Begonia Poetry Festival is also the last time."

At this time, the number of servants of more than a dozen carried a huge sedan chair wrapped in bead curtains and gauze curtains onto the stage. There were girls from the Zuixian Tower standing beside them with petals sprinkled. Finally, the sedan chair fell gently on the stage.

Everyone held their breath and focused, their eyes turned into peach hearts, staring at the curtain, and inside was Nie Xiaorou, who was the most beautiful and only the gods could see.

"The show is quite big." Li Bumian said lightly.

Shangguan Yun and the other two nodded one after another.

A circle of misty psychedelic smoke floated outside the bead curtain, and you can only see a beautiful outline in the curtain.

"Nie Xiaorou has something to say to everyone." After the man in red robe said this, he got off the stage.

Everyone in Tieyan Taichung stared at this gauze curtain and was very excited about the next development.

The beautiful figure in the gauze curtain took out a guqin and set it up, playing it leisurely.

"Dear guests, who would like to buy me? No refund will be given." The beautiful figure in the gauze curtain said lightly.

Ye Hao in the audience only felt that his soul had been penetrated, and this ethereal and pleasant sound like a squid. This is a terrifying sound!? Just listening to the sound is so loud!
To be continued...