"Who is this guy?" Xu Zhihu and Lv Feng after they looked at each other.

"Yin and Yang French king? Are you a king of Yin and Yang? " Su Daji, the makeup remover in the background, had already heard the news and arrived. After seeing the dark figure of Confucian robe in the middle school, he suddenly changed his color slightly and opened his arms to signal a group of fox demon sisters to retreat into the Thousand Fox Mausoleum.
"Tut tut, it’s just that he deserves to be honored for the time being." The dark figure of Confucian robe hangs its head slightly, but suddenly it raises the jar in its hand and takes a sip. "Let’s just let you die. A white statue of poetry is famous for its Taoist number, and it’s also called a poet and a fallen fairy!"
After this self-introduction, he proudly looked up to heaven and waited for a pot of wine, and a group of Uber stood in awe.
The problem is that Qiao is also for blind viewing Lv Fenghou and Huang Paoguai. They are obviously uneducated and at a loss. Look at me. I don’t think you can finish seeing violet laymen, poetry immortals and fallen immortals.
It is Xu Zhihu’s startled language that suddenly raised his hand with a strange and weak face. "Er, wait a minute. I heard that there was a famous poet who was addicted to alcohol and had amazing talent in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. His surname was Li Shan-ming …"
"That’s right!" The dark figure of the Confucian robe was holding the altar of wine and surrounded by black gas. At this moment, the black gas soared a little. "You have some insight and have heard your name … Yes, the name of the poet in the Tang Dynasty was too black!"
"Uh …" Xu Zhihu is really awe-inspiring. "It’s really really Li Bai and Li Taibai … poof! Wait a minute? Li hei? Li Taihei? "
"What Li Bai?" The eccentric guy who claimed to be too black Li snorted and looked down at everyone. "Don’t change your name, don’t change your name, it’s been this name since birth. What corner of Li Bai and Li Taibai is an impostor?"
Stop it! Who is the impostor?
Xu Zhihu couldn’t help but roll their eyes desperately, but before he came to vomit, Su Daji had leaned in with a strange face and whispered, "Something’s wrong. The poet of the Tang Dynasty is indeed called Li Taibai, but this is called Li Taihei … Er, is it that Li Taibai’s soul has been rebuilt into a ghost road and has been possessed in practice?"
You ask me, who am I asking? Xu Zhihu is also stunned. Two people are confused. You look at me, I look at you, and then I almost turn my head and look at Lv Feng with complicated eyes.
In fact, at this moment, after Lv Feng, he has already raised his horse and raised his hand to draw a halberd. "Get off my back! A family cares whether you are Li Taihei or Li Taibai. If you don’t want to die, go away and ask the bastard of Yin and Yang behind you to come to a family in person. There is still an account to be settled with him! "
"Tut tut rude guy!" In the middle school, Li Tai-hei gently shook the jar like an ant and looked at the queen of Lv Feng. "It’s just that I’m quite poetic today and I’m too lazy to wave kung fu with you …"
Boom
The slightest sign suddenly sneers at Li Taihei, who seems to be proudly lazy at first glance, but this moment turns dark and empty, and the ghost fog behind him is like a stormy wave!
The turbulent fog of the poor wretch swooped down from the middle with the horrible potential of covering the sun, and even the water vapor in the virtual space condensed into ice and roared down like a storm.
"Bastard!" After Lu Feng’s ferocious roar, a company of people took Ma Hua’s flaming fire and ran into it.
Crashing a raging blood flame frenzy coming out of his whole body in generate will roar in and the dark ghost fog will be burned to ashes, but with a more horrible momentum, it will sweep away directly towards Li Taihei in the ghost fog as if it were going to burn hot for most of the day.
"rude! Stupid! " Hiding in the ghost fog, Mrs. Li’s dark expression is like this, facing the raging blood flame frenzy, leisurely drinking wine and singing a long song-
"The old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower fireworks. In March, Yangzhou’s lonely sails and distant shadows and blue mountains only saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky!"
What the hell? I’m still in the mood to sing poetry at this time, but I’m still dazed in the blood flame frenzy after Lv Feng’s death, but I’m still murderously sweeping the square, painting a halberd and bringing up a raging flame. "The blood flame of the double serpent is like a lotus to a family … what?"
After the milli-symptom moment, Lu Feng suddenly looked up in disbelief and horror.
It’s this moment that accompanied by Li Taihei’s strange chanting of a large piece of dark ghost fog that quickly condensed behind him but was extremely strange and distorted-
In the middle of the moment, a dark ghost fog enveloped me. It was really because of the illusion of the Yangtze River that the river surged across thousands of miles. As described in the poem, a boat really rose and the blue sail gradually disappeared along the river …
What’s this? Looking at the illusion of the Yangtze River in the middle of the middle school, Lu Feng almost gasped at the back of consciousness, but Su Daji has already reacted and suddenly became slightly discolored and exclaimed, "Be careful! This is a rare avatar palace in Ningshi, which was seen hundreds of years ago … "
I haven’t finished yet. The illusion of the Yangtze River, which has just condensed and formed, suddenly surged and roared. The roaring waves came with the strength of the cracked cliff and directly swallowed up the people and horses after Lv Feng.
After the roots were not guarded against the poor Lv Feng, even if the enemy was rolling in front of the Yangtze River, there was no resistance. In an instant, it was rushed out by the river for hundreds of feet, and then it merged into the nearby river, and even the red hare was swallowed up by the river directly.
"A certain family won’t …" Lv Feng struggled to stretch out a hand in the back river and suddenly drank a belly of river water and couldn’t even speak.
Stunned, Princess Baihua of Huang Paoguai, they were still stunned. In the eerie silence, the black wind monster trembled uncontrollably and suddenly roared homicidal. "You big ye! Side by side! Chop that bastard to death! "
In an instant, the demon king’s ferocious roar suddenly drew out the weapon instrument like a cruel herd, and roared and roared through the long weapon instrument, and the cold light gathered together was like an ice storm and snow shining almost blindingly.
"rude! Stupid! " Li Taihei lifted the jar and gulped like a whale, but suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed the wine like a fog-
"Birds are flying high and lonely, and they are not tired of seeing Jingting Mountain!"
Chapter 12 This is the real kneeling
After coming to Xuanyuan Tomb, Xu Zhihu fully understood two reasons-the first is that singing can kill people; The second poem can also be sung to death!
It was dark and foggy, and Li Tai-hei drank the wine leisurely, as if he hadn’t seen the evil pouncing on the lich king until the sharp axe had been cut down.
"Birds are flying high and lonely, and they are not tired of seeing Jingting Mountain!"
Boom
Instantly, with the violent vibration of the dark fog, several peaks were condensed and formed in the middle, and they screamed and fell!
"no!" They were surprised by the black wind coming to Huang Paoguai. They were almost conscious of panic and evasion, but even when they escaped, the several peaks were ruthlessly suppressed, and suddenly they blew several lich kings into the hard ground with two legs left and twitched outside.
It’s just that Li Taihei has swallowed a mouthful of wine again before the lich king can get up from the smoke and dust, and he sings a long song with the help of strong alcohol.
"Li Hei is about to go by boat, and suddenly he hears that the peach blossom pool is deep and thousands of feet doesn’t want Wang Lun to send me love!"
What the hell? Huang Paoguai just struggled to get up. They looked at each other in a state of illiteracy. They simply couldn’t understand this meaning. But Su Daji suddenly changed color next to him and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Be careful with your feet … er, I didn’t say it at the palace!"
Haven’t come to say that finish, the seemingly hard ground outside the Thousand Fox Mausoleum suddenly shows signs of collapse and flutters with the petals of peach blossoms. thousands of feet Deep Pool is so magical that except for a few lucky escape guys, most of the lich kings exclaimed and smashed into the deep pool.
"Hang it all! How dare you! " Mrs. Diyong rose from the deep pool without thinking of being wet and embarrassed. Suddenly, she pulled out two slices of thorns. "Aunt, I can’t believe that so many of us can’t deal with you, a poetry-singing bastard!"
Instantly accompanied by her exasperated whistling, all the lich kings rushed out of the deep pool with water waves, and the black wind monster roared and roared as high as dozens of feet. The horrible black bear Huang Paoguai danced in yellow robes and the yellow sand hurricane swept through, and even after being washed away by the river, Lv Feng also instigated the wet red hare to rush and charge with flames!
On group fighting! Who are we afraid of in Xuanyuan Tombs?
Roaring and roaring, the lich king on all sides swallowed Li Taihei like a dark and turbulent wave, and all kinds of means were poured out. Red sister just didn’t show up, but even directly cold-snorted, jumped up high and half, and exploded. The little spider with red blood poured like a storm.
But no, even so, it’s still nothing!
Surrounded by several evil spirits, Li Taihei is still leisurely drinking wine, while constantly spouting diffuse wine mist from his mouth, and slowly chanting five words, seven words and seven words are long poems-
"Dragon, Horse, Flower, Snow, Hair, Gold Saddle, Five Mausoleums, Haoqiu Frost, Jade Sword, Sunset Bead robe"
"Tianmen interrupted the flow of clear water from the Chu River to the east, and this time the green hills on both sides of the strait are facing a lonely sail."
"There are six dragons returning to the sun, high standards, and rushing back to Sichuan, Huang Hefei can’t pass so pity the poor monkeys who have only paws to use."
"Have you noticed that the Yellow River comes to entering the ocean, never to return every day! You don’t see the high hall mirror sad and white hair though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow! "
"Take Jin Weishan flute from Yumen Road, play plum blossom music, and the moon rings and drums, and the soldiers are willing to fight against the clouds."
A steady stream of back and forth accompanied by his unhurriedly singing half-dark ghost fog combined with poetic illusion, which was continuously suppressed. First, the surging mountains and rivers were surging, then the horses and long knives were cut off, and then the fierce beasts and birds came from nowhere. Finally, accompanied by a song "Join the Army", several foot soldiers turned out from behind the valley and directly sent a thousand arrows!
Damn it! Damn it!
Is difficult to resist all kinds of vision attack when the lich king to react by storm arrows shot into a hedgehog, Lv Feng don’t know how many arrows in the body after watching the front is a mountain with fierce hit down can’t help but go on the rampage "motherfucker! If you have something to do with a family, it will be such a strange means … Oh, strange means? "
Well, when it comes to weird means, the word is burning, and all of a sudden, the lich king looks weird and turns his head to look at the truth, eat melon, make Zhihu.
Chijie was overjoyed when she was stupefied. "Zhihu, be quick! You solved that guy by strange means!"
"well? Weird means? " Li Tai-hei, an ancient poem that is an understatement, turned his head when he saw a full face of Xu Zhihu, and suddenly he was sarcastic and pulled his mouth.
Instantly, as the dark fog suddenly shook his body slightly, if it appeared in front of Xu Zhihu like a ghost, then he opened his mouth and sprayed it again, and there was a large piece of wine fog whistling out. "Rizhao incense burner gave birth to purple smoke and saw the waterfall hanging in front of Sichuan. thousands of feet suspected it was …"