Chapter 64

The annual poetry conference was finally opened on the Bank of Chunxi River in Pingjiang city.

here.

Gathered the young talents of the whole Pingjiang city.

Here, not strength, not family background, but literary style.

Of course, it's a mortal activity, but not only mortals can participate, but also monks can. However, even if monks are here, you don't have good literary self-cultivation, you are still looked down upon.

Literati character, that's it!

Yi Feng, who received the invitation, also came to the poetry conference.

In the conference, many people played with their own poems and literary talent, but they couldn't arouse Yi Feng's interest.

He grew up under the influence of five thousand years of culture. He didn't know how much he understood all kinds of poems and lyrics that have been handed down through the ages. These poems, which seem to have thousands of charm on the surface but have no intention in fact, can't attract his interest.

Even 300 Tang poems recited in his novels are enough to crush these people.

however.

In the crowded crowd, there were two eyes staring at him all the time.

One is the demon spirit.

The other is Mao Yuner.

Finally, the demon ling'er took a deep breath and walked towards Yi Feng.

"Oh!"

As soon as he approached Yi Feng, the demon ling'er stumbled.

However, Yi Feng didn't even look at her and walked directly past her. In this way, the demon Ling Er fell in vain!

"Girl, are you okay?"

"How are you, girl?"

For a time, seeing such a beautiful thing as demon ling'er fell to the ground, countless scholars flocked to help him. They wanted to help demon ling'er and sent him gentle concern.

"Go away."

The demon spirit son's face sank.

These mortal mole ants don't deserve to touch her at all.

Just him, why turn a blind eye to himself?

Can't you really attract his attention?

In the eyes of demon ling'er, a touch of anxiety appeared unconsciously.

"Hello, sir."

At this time, Mao Yuner timely walked towards Yi Feng, blushed and greeted Yi Feng.

"It's you..."

After all, Mao Yuner and Yi Feng have seen it, but his face is not so good-looking.

Seeing Mao Yuner, he thought of Mao Lin, Mao Yuner's father. He didn't forget the humiliation to him that day, so Yi Feng just said hello and passed by her.

For a time, Mao Yuner was left alone in situ.

"Are you a little mortal who may attract your husband's attention? It's ridiculous." At this time, the demon ling'er came to Mao Yuner and said coldly.

"Who are you?" Mao Yuner frowned and felt an absolute crisis in this woman. In particular, her figure like a water snake gave her a great sense of crisis.

"Me?"

The demon ling'er sneered.

"I'm someone you can't reach. If you want Mr. rRAN, you don't deserve it!"

The demon ling'er sneered, then stared at Yi Feng's back and continued to follow.

Mao Yuner secretly gnawed his teeth. Although the woman's beauty made her feel an absolute threat, she was definitely not bad.

Can't help but, unwilling to admit defeat, Mao Yuner also chased Yi Feng.

"Yi Feng."

Yi Feng, who was shuttling through the crowd and watching the poems written by foreign scholars, suddenly heard someone calling him.

Turning his head, his face suddenly showed a complex color.

It was Peng Ying who shouted for him.

"Unexpectedly, I saw you here."

Peng Ying said coldly. Her posture was not like before. It seemed that her voice was full of hatred.

"Yes, I didn't expect to see you here again."

Yi Feng is quite complicated.

He is not a ruthless man, but he is not the heart of the virgin.

Peng Ying left ruthlessly that day. Although Yi Feng was sad, he also crossed Peng Ying directly in his heart.

For this woman, he had not fluctuated at all.

"Yi Feng, I've inquired clearly. Don't think you've written a good book. You can do what if you let the Luolan snow at the green mountain gate cover you. You have to understand that you are a mortal after all." Peng Ying said impolitely, "although I was expelled from the Castle Peak gate, brother Wu Jie has written to me. I will return to the Castle Peak gate soon."

"In my eyes, you are a mortal and an ant after all."

Peng Ying sneered coldly.

She held a grudge against what happened that day, especially when she was expelled from the Castle Peak gate.