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Chapter 542 Fighting Poetry(1/2)

That power was so mysterious, it was the first time Liu Wuxie encountered it, and his soul was actually unstoppable.
In the end, it was the unfolding of the Divine Book of Heaven that resolved this power.
Something strange flashed in the depths of Murong Yi's eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but outsiders could not see it because of the veil.
"Miss Murong, it's getting late, let's get started, please come up with the questions!"
Some people couldn't wait any longer and asked Murong Yi to quickly come up with a question. Whoever gets the first place in the four categories of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting will be able to get her interview, where they can have a long talk and spend a good night together.
"Don't worry, I'll give you tea instead of wine and give you a toast!"
Murong Yi stood up, picked up the tea on the table, raised the cup with one hand, and gently placed her right hand in front of the cup, which was standard tea drinking etiquette for a woman.
Everyone picked up their wine glasses and greeted Murong Yi in return.
There was the sound of drinking, and only a few people drank tea.
Liu Wuxie did not move. His brows had not relaxed since Murong Yi appeared.
This woman made him aware of the danger.
Liu Wuxie was able to face being besieged from all sides calmly just now. Why was he so uncomfortable facing Murong Yi? It was definitely not because her realm was higher than his, but for other reasons.
As for the reason, Liu Wuxie is still investigating. This is also the purpose of his coming tonight.
Murong Yi put down the glass and looked down again, and everyone put down their glasses one after another.
"Master Liu, don't you like the drinks here?"
Murong Yi suddenly looked towards Liu Wuxie, her voice was so charming that it was almost impossible to resist.
The Divine Book of Heavenly Dao guards the center, and the Sutra of Ultimate Bliss has no effect on Liu Wuxie.
Only then did everyone look at Liu Wuxie's table and found that he had not moved, whether it was fruit, tea, or wine. This was not giving the owner face!
"no!"
It is undeniable that the wine here is very good. It has been specially brewed and you can tell from the aroma of the wine emanating from the site. These fine wines have been stored for decades at least.
"Then Mr. Liu, why don't you drink?"
Murong Yi continued to ask.
Liu Wuxie didn't know how to answer.
This is the first time I encounter this situation. I have been able to calmly resolve any opponent I encountered before, but now I am a little overwhelmed.
“I will drink when I have to!”
Liu Wuxie's eyebrows were furrowed. With so many geniuses present, why did Murong Yi always keep his gaze locked on her? This was to bring hatred to him!
Countless gazes fell on his body like sharp thorns.
"The little lady toasted Mr. Liu with a glass of wine alone, and asked Mr. Liu to show his face."
This time Murong Yi put on a wine glass instead of tea instead of wine.
After filling up, he picked up the wine glass and toasted Liu Wuxie in front of everyone.
If you refuse on the spot, it will be tantamount to not giving the host face, and it will definitely arouse public outrage.
Liu Wuxie was in a dilemma. He really didn't want to touch any of the food here. Last time Yipinxuan drank Polygonatum odoratum, the mysterious ancient tree reminded him.
There were bursts of angry sounds all around.
"Liu Wuxie, you don't know how to give me a compliment. Miss Murong personally toasted you, why don't you return the gift quickly?"
Whether it was Qinghong Sect or Xiexin Palace, other sect disciples all made angry sounds.
What an honor it was to be toasted by Miss Murong in person, Liu Wuxie actually hesitated again and again.
Many people really wanted to go up and beat him up.
Why would such a great good thing not happen to me?
Murong Yi had already finished the wine in the glass and looked at Liu Wuxie quietly with her beautiful eyes.
If Liu Wuxie didn't drink, she would keep watching like this, and the situation would only become more embarrassing.
"Liu Wuxie, what do you mean? If you don't drink, get out of here!"
Yin Jingwu suddenly slammed the table and told Liu Wuxie to get out of here.
Other Qinghong Sect disciples stood up one after another and attacked Liu Wuxie together.
"Everyone, please be patient. Mr. Liu may be wary of our Yipinxuan, so he doesn't dare to drink these drinks. This is understandable."
Murong Yi's voice is sweet, and every word seems to melt people's bones.
As soon as he finished speaking, a maid walked up to Liu Wuxie, poured out a glass of water and wine, and drank it all in one gulp, proving that the wine was non-toxic.
Put a clean cup on Liu Wuxie's behalf, and the maid filled it up for Liu Wuxie herself.
Speaking of which, if Liu Wuxie refuses, Murong Yi will probably be even more embarrassed.
"Thank you Miss Murong for the hospitality!"
Liu Wuxie picked up the wine glass. Anyway, there was the Divine Book of Heavenly Dao and the mysterious ancient tree, so he wasn't too worried.
Just in time to find out what is contained in these drinks, let the mysterious ancient tree remind him.
The wine is very mild, not strong.
After entering the mouth, the aroma overflows from the mouth, leaving people with endless aftertaste. It is definitely a good wine.
Entering the belly, it turns into a warm current, entering the limbs and bones, feeling comfortable all over, as if every inch of the pores is absorbing the energy of the wine.
Drinking these drinks all year round can not only strengthen your body, but also increase your cultivation.
really!
Just as Liu Wuxie expected, the mysterious ancient tree reminded him again that there was something wrong with the drink.
A mysterious force penetrated into his wild world, was instantly absorbed by the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, and disappeared without a trace.
Murong Yi's eyes never left Liu Wuxie. When the drink came into his mouth, there was obviously a trace of nervousness on his face.
“Good wine!”
Putting the cup down, Liu Wuxie said politely, without any fluctuations on his face.
With the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron around, the mysterious power cannot enter his body.
Murong Yi sat down and was a little distracted just now. Aunt Li also noticed it and looked towards Murong Yi.
Raising her head, Murong Yi nodded towards Grandma Li as confirmation.
Upon hearing the news, Grandma Li's eyes flashed with a hint of ecstasy.
"Tonight's poetry and song competition, I will write four words. Whether it is poetry, chess, painting, or piano, it must be based on these four words. Whoever's answer is more appropriate will naturally be the winner."
Murong Yi's expression returned to normal, and he looked at all the geniuses. His eyes would look at Liu Wuxie intentionally or unintentionally, which made many people dissatisfied.
All the limelight tonight was stolen by Liu Wuxie.
If they knew that refusing to drink would make Miss Murong Yi popular, they would also choose to refuse.
"Please ask Miss Murong to give the question!"
Everyone was getting impatient and asked Murong Yi to quickly come up with the questions.
It would be a great joy in the world to be alone with such a peerless beauty.
"The first word, 'Jun', is best suited to the situation and situation, so everyone can use it freely!"
The maids took out a large amount of paper and pens, and placed several on each table to facilitate their writing.
Many people considered themselves to be ordinary poets and poets, so they did not participate. They just came to join in the fun.
Playing chess, calligraphy and painting is too time-consuming. Most people spend their energy on cultivation, and few people delve into these things.
There is nothing that can be done about it. For monks, cultivation is everything.
The surroundings suddenly fell into silence, everyone closed their eyes, and their brains were working rapidly.
Composing poetry on the spot is extremely difficult.
If the meaning of the question is announced in advance, the meaning of the competition will be lost. Everyone can compose a poem in advance and bring it out on the spot.
To be continued...
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