"Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty hangs itself in the southeast branch!"

Mars stood in the field, facing the attention of everyone, and mustered up the courage to recite the first poem, Mr. Mu and Mr. Huang were still talking and laughing as before.

Chi Longtai lived in the chief banquet with his right hand. He listened to the guest whisper and nodded slightly. He had the confidence to humiliate Mars again at this banquet so that he would not dare to fight with him.

"I suddenly dreamed of a boy late at night, and I woke up from hanging from the southeast branch."

"I will never regret it when my clothes are getting wider. I will hang my own branches in the southeast."

Mars read two more lines of poetry, but his tone became trembling, because Mars suddenly discovered that the young talents present looked at him with disdain.

The peerless beauty Lotus Fairy sitting upright on the two old people also smiled faintly, which made Mars feel a little panicked. Could it be that something was wrong with his poem?

"Hey, Mars, why do you have so many poems hanging on the southeast branch?" Chi Longtai saw Mars stop and spoke at the right time, which immediately caused everyone to laugh.

"Hmph, what's wrong with the Southeast branches?" Mars was agitated and immediately shouted.

"So many Southeast branches, are they still poetry?" Chi Longtai said disdainfully, then stood up: "If you can't continue, go down quickly, don't be embarrassed."

"If you can't go on, just finish reading soon!"

"Damn Chilongtai, you guy!"

Mars was in trouble, but suddenly felt a red message flashing in front of his eyes, and ecstasy surged in his heart.

That’s right, this is someone’s response from the Secret Word Channel. It’s Brother Lin Han, who finally caught up!

After contacting Lin Han, Mars told him about the situation in front of him. Lin Han suddenly understood most of the time. Thinking of the trouble caused by the funny poems he made casually, Lin Han was also a little disgusted, so he decided to help Mars.

And Mars, when he heard Lin Han's suggestion, his courage increased and his spirit became energetic.

"I am a new poem. You have no level and don't know how to appreciate it. I will read the following poem."

Mars glanced at Chi Longtai. After he became full of confidence, he actually made Chi Longtai a little cramped.

"There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and once they hang their own southeast branches. After the east fence puts wine at dusk, they hang their southeast branches with me!"

"Wei Si people, who will hang the southeast branch with me?"

Mars read the last three sentences of this play in one breath. Chi Longtai thought there would be some gods to unfold later, but he didn't expect that he would still hang himself in the southeast branch and couldn't help but sneer. Is Mars so arrogant, so he feels embarrassing enough?

"you……"

"Good sentence!"

Chi Longtai was about to speak, but he heard the full of pride Huang's shout. He immediately closed his mouth and looked at Huang's old man.

Wearing a simple light yellow robe, the kind-eyed old man Huang was smiling and said, "Life is not satisfactory in the world. I suddenly dreamed of a young man late at night. After the Dongli wine at dusk, and even the last question, although it is not like a poem, it is... all good sentences!"

"The article is natural, and I got it by hand." Old Huang looked at Mars and nodded slightly: "The poems are not good, but the wonderful sentences are not bad."

"Good sentences...wonderful sentences?" Chi Longtai rolled his eyes, and instructed a young talent who was dependent on him in secret, and stood up and spoke respectfully: "Although the sentences are wonderful, it's a pity that the preface is wrong, but the last sentence is wrong. It's a pity."

"Well, it's a pity." Old Huang nodded and looked at Mars: "You can have so many good sentences, which shows that you are still very talented in ancient Chinese style. Unfortunately, you are not good at studying poetry, so you still need to learn more."

"Okay, Mars, you go back for the time being." Old Huang didn't want Mars, the junior, to continue to be ridiculed. After the smoothing, he looked up at the bright moon and smiled and said, "The moonlight tonight is moving. The moonlight in the capital of the Flowers is several times more moving than in the Wanluo Federation. It's not as good as our last final program tonight. Let's write poems with this month."

"good!"

Everyone below quickly echoed.

However, the title of the moon is actually not considered a real success. After all, those who have studied ancient styles can do some poems related to the moonlight. I think it is also Huang Laomu who thinks that the good poems in the previous scene are different, so he took advantage of this topic. I hope that this style conference will have a good result.

Mars glanced at Chi Longtai, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, but was the first to walk to the front desk and handed a roll of parchment in Huang Lao's hand.

This parchment is a blank scroll in the city. It can be used as a note or to convey information and can be mailed to other players.

Mars wrote the real poem that Lin Han told him, and then handed it over to Huang Lao. Chi Longtai saw this action and was secretly told by a fool.

Xueyue also quietly talked to Mars. After learning about the original author of the poem, Xueyue should not widen her beautiful eyes, and turned her head to look at the moonlight outside the venue, but also spoke to Lin Han in secret.

At this time, Lin Han had just come out of the magic tower of the Hundred Flowers Capital. After taking the Tianxin Pill, he obtained 2 skill points, and his physical strength and mental power limits were also increased by at least one third, which was almost as good as the basic qualities of level 21 players who completed level 20 level tasks.

Lin Han, who was wearing a gray cloak and seemed ordinary under the night sky, but was actually looking for clues to the demonic mission hidden in the dark of the legendary mission, also noticed Xueyue's secret words. While walking, he connected the secret words channel.

"Why don't you come to Baihua Capital to participate in the literary conference?"

"Not interested." Lin Han replied directly.

"Not interested? You are so literary, how could you not be interested?" Xue Yue didn't believe that a literati who could write good poems would not be interested in the literary conference. This is like a famous musician who has no interest in the opera house, which is completely inconsistent with ordinary logic.

"Literature? It's just a casual poem. I hope it can help Mars." Lin Han smiled faintly, and his steps accelerated on the somewhat quiet path in the suburbs of the Capital of Flowers.

According to the prompts of the task system, Lin Han discovered a flower bed and a farmhouse that manages this flower bed.

"Apology." Lin Han stopped and said gently in the Secret Word Channel: "Let's continue chatting next time, I'll find the mission goal."

"Mission goal? Do you... need help?" Xueyue asked curiously and with a hint of worry.

"Help?" Lin Han shook his head gently, pulled out the poisonous sea blue dagger, lurked down, and whispered: "No need, I can still solve the difficulty of this task alone."

After saying that, Lin Han, who had closed the Secret Word Channel, quietly approached the flowerbed located in the outskirts of the Hundred Flowers Capital with the help of lurking techniques.

"It's the intimate flower, but..." Lin Han swept across the flowers and recognized these purple flowers. Most of them were very common ornamental flowers, but!

"There is a mixture of the Fallen Grass used to make the Demon Fallen Potion!" Lin Han looked at the Fallen Grass, which was hidden in the sea of ​​flowers, and was inconspicuous, like weeds, and knew in his heart that he had not found the wrong place this time. This is the place where the task system prompts the most likely place to find the task clues!

"Hmm? This breath!"

Lin Han approached the farmhouse and noticed the dark aura in the hut. He was shocked and immediately chose to add a little skill point to the lurking technique, which was immediately promoted to level 2. Combined with Lin Han's current hidden state, it perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment, causing the dark creature in the house to let out a confused cry.

"What's wrong?" A low man's voice came from the room.

"Bang." The wooden door was pushed open by a one-eyed bald man, and then the one-eyed bald man dressed in a torn garbled coat and swept across the flowerbed, shook his head and said, "Nothing, sir, maybe I'm too sensitive."

"Is that true?" Then a male mage shrouded in a black robe came out of the room. His breath was so strong that it was intimidating. The level was displayed in Lin Han's eyes, which was as high as level 29!

And the one-eyed man also reached as many as 24 levels.

It’s no wonder that such an elite enemy is a legendary difficulty for the city master entrusted by level 20 players.

Fortunately, Lin Han was reborn. Through the analysis of mission intelligence, he also knew that the requirements of this mission were not to challenge themselves and collided with elite enemies stupidly, but to obtain intelligence. As for killing those high-level enemies, generally speaking, other facilitators will appear.

"Maybe it's just a field mouse in the field." The one-eyed man retreated and whispered respectfully beside the mage.

"Well, okay, I'm leaving too soon." The male mage shook his robe and took out a wooden staff and said, "Remember to give the potion to No. 7, and then your mission will be completed. You can leave the city first."

"Yes, sir." The one-eyed man nodded repeatedly with a hint of joy.

"Yeah!" After the male mage nodded, a magic circle appeared at his feet and immediately teleported out in space.

After confirming that there was no one, the one-eyed man also entered the house and took out a small cloth bag, then quickly left the flower garden and walked towards the direction of the Capital of Flowers.

Lin Han was about to come out, but suddenly thought of a possibility and continued to stay in the flower garden. After the lurking technique cooled down, he continued to release a lurking technique.

After 2 minutes, sure enough, the figure of the male mage stepped out of the void, and then waved his hand to make a poisonous fog ignite around him. As the poisonous fog spread, the flowers and plants in the flowerbed gradually withered, and it is unlikely that there will be no evidence to stay. He was satisfied that no one followed him and he really disappeared here.

Lin Han lay on the ground, enduring the continuous blood loss caused by the poisonous fog, and said intimidatingly, then got up, drank a bottle of primary antidote, and accelerated his pace and chased the one-eyed bald man.

At this time, in Baihua Island, the literary style conference was in the final chapter.

Mr. Mu looked at Mr. Huang who had been stunned for more than ten seconds after opening the scroll, and finally couldn't help it. He coughed and took the scroll from Mr. Huang's hand, and opened it and took a look.
Chapter completed!