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Chapter 42 Flood Dragon

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    The clam girl neatly placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, bent over to study the ink.

    Red sleeves add fragrance and make you more comfortable.

    All the scholars looked rosy when they saw it.

    Gu Cheng entered the Water Mansion with the man transformed by Fahai, pretending to be a scholar, so he was naturally among them, but he was not very interested in poetry, and he knew it was tricky, so naturally he didn't pay attention.

    At this time, Zhang Wen said again in the hall: "Let's take this big river as the topic, and you can use your means."

    Shaking his head slightly, Gu Cheng didn't want to spoil the Fahai project, he made a random poem and put it on the rice paper.

    I don't know if it's the delicate clam girl beside her, the fragrant wind stirs the heartstrings, and the scholars write quickly, as if their thoughts are flowing like a spring.

    Not long after, they all put down their pens and inks, and some of them were quite complacent, thinking they played well.

    Gu Cheng didn't care about this, and handed the miscellaneous poems to the clam girl beside him.

    After taking the poems, all the women presented them to Zhang Wen's case.

    Zhang Wen took the poems to appreciate and comment. Gu Cheng originally thought that although the poems would be tricky, the form would have to go.

    ?Not to mention anything else, Zhang Wen is the head of the academy, and he must have participated in poetry meetings a lot. After all, there should be a comment. Unexpectedly, Zhang Wen read the poems of all the scholars without saying a word.

    All the scholars naturally felt strange, but Lord Long did not dare to act rashly.

    Everyone's eyes were on Zhang Wen for a while, that is, a group of monks. Although the matter had nothing to do with them, they still had some intentions to watch the excitement.

    Seeing the expressions of the scholars, Gu Cheng shook his head slightly. They still didn't know that a catastrophe was imminent.

    Before he knew it, the half stick of incense had passed.

    Zhang Wen thought that after reading the poems of all the scholars, he got up suddenly, took out three sheets of rice paper from the stack, and said to Long Jun, "Long Jun, these three people have the best literary talent."

    Such a scene is really confusing.

    Lord Long asked him to evaluate, but he didn't even say a word of comment, so he took out the poems of three people in such a dry manner, and that's it?

    Not to mention the comments, it is the Mortal Poetry Club. If there are excellent works, they must be circulated.

    Why did Zhang Wen act like this?

    Everyone was puzzled. After hearing Zhang Wen's report, Mr. Long was not surprised. With a big sleeve move, he took the three poems in Zhang Wen's hand.

    After a brief glance, I don't know what to see.

    Suddenly said: "Who are Zhang Zixing, Su Changyou, and Tao Liang? Come forward."

    Long Jun's tone was gentle, and there was nothing wrong with it, but Gu Cheng faintly saw the corner of the other party's eyes, and there was a flash of excitement.

    Lord Long called the roll call, and the three scholars looked around, stood up excitedly, and walked quickly to the center of the hall.

    ?Worshiped to Lord Long: "Lord Long is above, Xiaosheng is Zhang Zixing (Su Changyou, Tao Liang)."

    The three of them were of different ages, the oldest was only middle-aged, dressed in silk and satin, he looked wealthy, with an ordinary appearance and a big belly.

    The young one is about the same age as Gu Cheng, but his appearance is handsome, his plain color is faded and a little yellowish.

    "It's not bad, it's not bad, it's better if it's younger, it's just right for an appetizer."

    The three of them thought that Lord Long would bestow some kind of reward, or a chance, and they were a little excited, but suddenly they were startled when they heard such words.

    A little confused.

    What does this mean?

    Speaking slowly of these three people, everyone sitting in this hall also looked stunned, unable to understand what they meant.

    However, there are some monks who seem to understand, and even a few demon cultivators, who heard this, smiled strangely, poured a glass of golden dew, and looked at the three people in the field with interest.

    Gu Cheng naturally knew what Long Jun meant, appetizing, of course he wanted to eat it!

    Fa Hai made a point, he already knew what Long Jun was.

    Sure enough, when Long Jun said this, he looked like a young man, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a dragon with a head as big as a urn and a body dozens of girth.

    Jiaolong has a huge body, with two claws on its abdomen and a sharp horn on its head, which is no different from a real dragon.

    The whole body is blue and green, and the scales are like gold and iron, shining with mysterious light.

    Wherever it goes, the air of water mist spreads, shaking like a cloud soaring away.

    During the breath, the breath is like a cloud, and the mouth is full of blood, which makes people's hearts shake.

    If it weren't for the spaciousness of the Dragon Palace, it might not be enough for the dragon to shelter.

    Everyone saw the real body of the Dragon Lord, and they were all captured by it. They froze, took a breath, and couldn't move for a while.

    Gu Cheng Ye??So, seeing this huge flood dragon, I was also a little speechless.

    Although knowing the name of the dragon lord, I had some guesses, but I was somewhat surprised when I saw the real body of Jiaolong.

    Of course, he was already prepared in his heart, so he was not afraid.

    Just at this moment, the flood dragon opened its bloody mouth, and there was the sound of thunder.

    "Hmph! Scholars! What I hate the most are scholars!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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