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Chapter 64 Holding a grudge

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    The annual poetry conference finally started on the banks of Chunxi River in Pingjiang City.

    here.

    Gathered together young talents from the entire Pingjiang City.

    ??Here, we don¡¯t judge by strength or family background, but only by literature.

    Of course, it is said to be a mortal activity, but not only mortals can participate, monks can also participate, but even if the monks are here, you will still be looked down upon if you do not have good literary accomplishment.

    That¡¯s what it means to be a literati!

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

    In the conference, many people were fiddling with their poems and their literary talent, but none of them aroused Yi Feng's interest.

    He grew up under the influence of five thousand years of culture. He had long understood how many poems and poems had been passed down through the ages. These poems, which seemed to have a lot of charm on the surface, but actually had no intention at all, were really attractive.  Not interested in him.

    Even the three hundred Tang poems he recited in his novels were enough to crush these people.

    but.

    In the crowded crowd, there were two eyes always watching him.

    One is Yao Linger.

    The other one is Mao Yuner.

    Finally, Yao Ling'er took a deep breath and walked towards Yifeng.

    "oops!"

    As soon as she approached Yi Feng, Yao Ling'er staggered.

    However, Yi Feng didn't even look at her and walked past her. Just like that, Yao Ling'er fell down in vain!

    "Are you okay, miss?"

    "Girl, how are you?"

    " For a moment, seeing such a stunning beauty like Yao Ling'er fall to the ground, countless literati rushed over to help Yao Ling'er, trying to help Yao Ling'er up, and sent gentle concern to Yao Ling'er.

    "Get out of here."

    Yao Ling'er's face darkened.

    These ants, like mortals, are not worthy of touching her.

    It¡¯s just him, why does he turn a blind eye to himself?

    Could it be that I really couldn¡¯t attract his attention?

    There was a hint of worry in Yao Ling'er's eyes unconsciously.

    "Hello, sir."

    At this moment, Mao Yun'er walked towards Yifeng at the right time, with a blushing face, and said hello to Yi Feng.

    "It is you¡­¡­"

    After all, I have seen Mao Yuner and Yi Feng, but their faces are not that good-looking.

    When he saw Mao Yun'er, he thought of Mao Yun'er's father Mao Lin. He had not forgotten the humiliation he had given him that day, so Yi Feng simply said hello and passed her by.

    For a while, Mao Yun'er was left alone and secretly sad.

    "How could you, a little mortal, attract Sir's attention? It's really ridiculous." At this moment, Yao Ling'er walked to Mao Yuner's side and said coldly.

    "Who are you?" Mao Yun'er frowned, feeling an absolute crisis in this woman, especially her figure like a water snake, which gave her a great sense of crisis.

    "I?"

    Yao Linger sneered.

    "I am someone beyond your reach. If you want to refer to me as sir, you are not worthy!"

    Yao Ling'er sneered, then stared at Yi Feng's back and continued to follow.

    Mao Yun'er gritted her teeth secretly. Although this woman's beauty made her feel absolutely threatened, but thinking about it, she was definitely not bad.

    Involuntarily, Mao Yuner, who was unwilling to admit defeat, also chased after Yi Feng.

    "Yi Feng."

    Yi Feng was walking among the crowd, watching the poems written by literati from other worlds, when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

    Turning his head, a complex expression suddenly appeared on his face.

    The person calling him was Peng Ying.

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect to see you here.¡±

    Peng Ying said coldly, her posture was not the same as before, and her tone of voice seemed to be full of hatred.

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

    Yi Feng felt quite complicated.

    He is not a heartless person, but he is not a saintly person either.

    Peng Ying left cruelly that day. Although Yi Feng was sad, he was also clean and crossed out Peng Ying in his heart.

    He has long lost any sympathy for this woman.The fluctuation of ??.

    "Yi Feng, I have inquired clearly. Don't think that you have written a good book and it will be okay if Luo Lanxue of Qingshan Gate covers you. You must understand that you are a mortal after all." Peng Ying  He said rudely and mockingly: "Although I was expelled from the Qingshan Gate, brother Wu Jie has already sent me a letter. It won't be long before I return to the Qingshan Gate."

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

    Peng Ying sneered coldly.

    She holds a grudge for what happened that day, especially being kicked out of Qingshan Gate, which she can't let go of.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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