Slowly, Li Qing frowned.

I always feel that where the "Hirangyin" has been heard, but the blue star in the memory does not have similar poems.

In the end, Li Qingxian returned to the head of Beicheng City, and Song Yunjing's "Hi Long Yin" was in front of him.

The wind blows the sky and stacks yellow clouds,

Bai Shui flows Kunlun.

Dahexi comes eastward,

Roar thousands of miles passing.

Li Qingxian's memory is flat, but after all, he has seen a large number of famous poems. This poem is good, but it is much worse than famous poems.

After a long time, Zhou Hate, who had a heavier bloody smell on his body, whispered: "Be prepared. The Qi of the two has fallen to half, and there is still no news in the court. At most half an hour, the three demon kings will shot.

"

Li Qing looked up at the night, sighed, and said, "Is it midnight?"

"After. Today is your birthday, God's capital, I can't go back." Zhou hated.

Li Qing was silent.

"What do you have to send to your family, I let people transfer it. In addition, I will arrange them to leave the capital and go to Wu Sucheng." Zhou Hate.

"Is there really no hope?"

"Look at it yourself." Zhou Hen pointed forward.

Li Qing looked forward.

The white antlers above the head of the tree horn originally exuded slightly light, but now, the segmented white light is like the little sun in the night.

The antlers were originally hard, but now it turns into white flowing light, such as water fluttering, exuding a strong and huge atmosphere.

The antlers of the light band slowly extended, dense, like long hair, covering 30 or forty feet.

The vitality that can be visible to the naked eye rushes to all directions.

The two demon kings of white teeth and black patterns avoided far away, showing fear.

Just looking at it, Li Qingxian felt panicked.

"That's ..."

"The strong talent of the deer family, as long as the light corner is there, I can never approach him."

Li Qinglian Zhang Wang Demon Camp.

The camp is empty.

All the demon clan stands between the city wall and the camp.

A pair of dense green eyes flashed in the night.

Total attack, it's about to start.

Li Qingxian sighed for a long time, and said: "Uncle Xiao, ready."

"Okay, I'll take the wooden eagle." Zhou Hate turned and left.

Li Qingxian finally glanced at "The Dragon Yin", and Song Yun Jing's poem came from the ears.

"The wind blows the sky to the yellow cloud, and the white water flows in Kunlun. The Great Hehe is going east, roaring thousands of miles to pass the dragon groan."

Li Qing closed the poem page and suddenly stunned.

Because, the four poems were suddenly remembered in my mind.

Li Qingxian suddenly realized that he always felt familiar but couldn't remember, because the four poems were divided into two poems, and they were two long poems. Not only did they not recite, they even forgot the name of the poem.

The reason why I can think of is because the four sentences of Li Bai's poems are too imposing and common.

Li Qinglian relocated the poem page, raised his brush, dipped in ink, and wrote and painted on the poem page.

At a glance, Song Baige, who was not far away, came over and said, "What are you doing? Aren't you ready to leave? Do you want to change my father's poetry? This can be four -grade poems."

At this moment, the sound of rolling drums came from all directions, and the tide -like monsters rushed towards the city.

Three demon kings, step by step.

The sky of the sky gathered, and the wind was a masterpiece. In the moment, the cubes of the cubes were tens of miles of Wuyun overwhelming Beichen City.

"Li Qingxian!" Song Baige roared.

Li Qingxian had a disappointment, writing and painting for a long time, dipped in full ink, was about to write, and he had a clever movement. He said: "I just thought about this battle poem to come up with God. I don't know why.

But I do n’t know how to change it. I think, I ca n’t find a breakthrough point, until I discovered that this poem is called "Real Dragon Yin", what is the dragon?

The portrait of the emperor in the main hall of Wei Si, thinking about it, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed ... "

Li Qing stopped pause, and said, "I seemed to see the emperor over the sky, and waved it, the snow of Kunlun Mountain melted, and the nine snowwaters gathered into a torrent from the west.

Nine Bailong, hitting the Longmen Canyon, after a moment, I realized it! This is the emperor saved Beichen and gave me a dragon door! "

Li Qingxian paused again, his face was ecstatic, and the big channel: "The emperor is sacred! The emperor is sacred! This poem only should be the emperor, how many people can hear!"

Song Baige was stunned, watching Li Qingxian's words climbing with dogs like watching a lunatic. Below "Real Dragon Yin", rewritten a new poem.

Huang Yunbei went to the wind, and the white wave nine stream of Kunlun.

Dahe west to decide the world, roar thousands of miles to touch the dragon gate.

As soon as this poem came out, the upper ups and downs of Beichen City appeared in the huge bridge -shaped rainbow.

Song Baige raised his head and quickly counted: "One, two ... Nine! Nine -colored Rainbow, Poetry Cheng Yin! Dad! You come soon! Beichen City is saved!"

That father, Song Baige broke the sound.

The nine -color rainbow rose suddenly, and disappeared slowly.

The crowd was still having a stun, Song Yunjing shook Wenbao, the white wind rolled around, and flew over directly.

"What happened? Who changed the poem into one product? Which poem is it?" Song Yunjing arrived first than Zhou Chunfeng.

"You ... see ..." Song Baige pointed at the four poems written by Li Qingxian with a trembling fingertips.

Song Yun Jing looked down at it.

Huang Yunbei goes to the wind,

Bai Bo Jiu Dao Liu Kunlun.

Dahe west to decide the world,

Roar touched the Dragon Gate!

Song Yun Jing only felt buzzing with his ears, and the heavens and the earth were quiet.

This poem is very similar to his own "Essence Dragon Yin", but it is not the thesis, the image, and the mood is still the vast and majestic potential, which is far beyond the original work.

At a glance, Song Yunjing saw the wonderfulness of this poem.

Obviously the wind and yellow cloud, the wind has no color, but it is written as yellow cloud and wind color. It is written by real, the cause and effect is upside down, and the text and the image are one layer.

The word "decision" in the heavens and earth in the Great Hexi is almost a pen, only one word, and the image of rivers rushing like a dyke is rushing to face, so that this poem enters a layer.

As for the last sentence, "Chuanlong Yin" was changed to "touching the dragon door", with a magnificent atmosphere, a touch of words, with both impact and touch, integrating the grandeur and detail of the big river, lifelike, straight into the eye.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Mr. Hao said that he praised.

Zhou Chunfeng came over and glanced at it, his eyes shot bright starlight.

"Beichen City, there is a rescue!" After that, Zhou Chunfeng looked at Li Qing, "You are the first achievement!"

"Qi Gong." Song Yun Jing said.

The soldiers on the scene will increase their breathing, the second merits, the first achievements and the magic skills, and increase in order.

"Killing the monster must be tight." Li Qingxian said and humblely.

Song Baige was blocked in his mouth.

Zhou Chunfeng nodded, and said to the Song Yun Scripture: "Ready, sacrifice me, avoid accidents!"

Zhou Chunfeng talked about handing the great Confucian residual volume.

Song Yunjing shook his head and said: "I have a four -grade Wenbao in my hand, and you can sacrifice that one. You are too precious, so keep it."

"When do you do it?" Zhou Chunfeng glanced at the three demon kings who slowly approached.

"Now! Spring breeze, plunder me!" Song Yun said.

"good!"

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Note: This two sentences in the two poems of Li Bai's "Gongwu Crown River" and "Lushan Ballad Sending the Royal Boat" of Li Bai.
Chapter completed!