Chapter 594: Good poetry (2/2)
Ning Qi stunned. When he determined that the stall owner had not said anything wrong, his heart would inevitably get up, and a group of dragons actually learned to write poetry?
This is really... ridiculous, just like a monkey and a crown!
However, since there is a chance to see the wild dragons there, Ning Qi has to go to the top. Whenever he finds a reason to let them send a message, he does not believe that the ancients will not fight.
After thanking the stall owner, Ning Qi went to the canal.
At this time, the three people of Chu Xian just saw the back of Ning Qi.
”is it him?”
The oriental spirit frowned.
”It is indeed him. I know it when I turn it into gray.”
Yu Wen hurts the cold channel.
”Since he is still here, indicating that the contest has not yet begun, I will call them, and you will follow him.”
Chu Xiandao.
”Well, let's go.”
Oriental Smart and Yu Wen nodded, and they followed Ning Qi, and Chu Xian returned to the original road.
Thirty miles away.
Ning Qi saw a big river with a turbulent wave. The length of the river is unknown. The wide and wide-ranging Tongtian River that has no need to be banned is still vast. With the naked eye, it is estimated that there are two or three thousand feet!
Next to the river, there is a park with a lot of people. Ning Qi saw at a glance that there is a stone pavilion in the center of the park, where there are more than ten young men and women wearing white robes.
After sweeping away their attributes, Ning Qi determined that this group of people was the degenerate ancient dragons. Seeing that they were shaking their heads and shaking their heads, it was really right in the poems. Ning Qi smiled and walked directly toward them.
”Who is this person?”
”Don't he know where the stone pavilion is, can't I wait for the Terran to step?”
”Is it estimated to be new?”
When other people in the park saw Ningqi walked to Shiting, they could not help but show the gloating effect. No one went up to remind Ningqi.
As soon as he was approaching Shiting, Ning Qi heard the poems of this group of literary and literary dragons.
”This is the end of the Galaxy.”
“Heng Gu Handong left the reflection.”
”The fire burns the river and lightens you.”
”Everything is turned into nothingness.”
”Good! Good poem!”
”Abandoned ancient times, your poem is about our canal. It is boundless. When the winter is cold, people can freeze the reflections of people. Then, as soon as the wild dragons spurt out, they all turn into nothingness. It is.”
”I see that there are fewer people in the Terran than in the wild!”
A group of guys praised the ridiculous ancient dragons who sang the poems.
Ning Qi couldn't help but laugh.
Hey, everyone’s eyes suddenly turned to Ningqi’s side and it was extremely bad.