The bodies of the dead soldiers and horses were also used outside to form a defensive circle.

In short, although he couldn't see it, Lun Cole knew deeply in his heart that this is definitely not a means that people can use.

Cheng Sanlang, nine times out of ten, it is really Cheng Sanlang who knows the magic tricks.

In the past, I heard that when Cheng Sanlang was fighting, he turned into a real body with three heads and six arms that was hundreds of feet tall.

It has sharp-billed monkey cheeks, wings growing from its ribs, and its eyes are radiating, and its mouth spits out thunder.

It seems that those rumors are all true, and this guy is actually able to swallow clouds.

These monstrous things, making countless people blind and making people's lungs feel like burning smoke, must be the method of this immortal chief Cheng.

"Da Lun, no matter how we call, the other party just doesn't respond. Could it be that Cheng Yao, cough...Cheng Xianchang has transformed into a real body, can't he understand the language of the world?"

The relatives around him coughed and reported in a low voice, mainly because they were afraid that if they spoke loudly, they would be struck by lightning again. Not far away, someone shouted for help.

As a result, a thunderbolt tore the man into pieces, why they knew so well.

Because there was a broken arm, it was thrown into the crowd, before Lun Cole's eyes.

"..." Hearing the words of his confidant, Lun Cole fell into a deep silence, as if a long time had passed.

Lun Cole tentatively whispered. "Who knows Jiannan Dao official dialect, or any other official dialect in the Tang Dynasty?"

"Dalun, I will know a little bit of Shuzhou official dialect at the end of the day." A very clever-looking soldier whispered.

Lun Cole wiped his face, his squinted eyes were full of bewitching pink.

At this moment, if I don't make a decision anymore, I am afraid that I will be suffocated to death in this **** yak road. I am still young, so I must not just die aggrieved like this.

The next moment, Lun Cole, who had made up his mind, ordered in a low voice.

"You yell in Shuzhou official dialect, saying that we are willing to surrender, and ask Cheng Xianchang to accept the magic power."

"good."

"Wait a minute, you go to the side first, at least five feet away from Da Lun before shouting, do you understand?"

"...I will understand in the end." The soldier smacked his mouth with a toothache. If he had known earlier, he would not have shown his ability.

But right now, after everything has been said, there is no way to turn back, so I can only bite the bullet and crawl towards the distance.

##### You can not only examine and look at the lanterns that are gradually rising in the peony garden, but also appreciate the young ladies and sisters on the flower boats.

Well, of course, you can also appreciate the lights on the south bank of Luoshui, but the population on the south bank of Luoyang is really withered, far inferior to the popularity of the north of Luoyang city.

However, in Luoyang, there are a lot of boats and boats, and there are quite a few boats that are mostly dignitaries who think they have little literary talent, or have tigers in their families, or rich gentry and wealthy businessmen.

They just came to see the fun, join in the fun, anyway, they will definitely not end up.

At this time, there are already some works that have been praised and applauded by poets and poets, and have been presented to the viewing platform.

However, in the eyes of Cui Luoyang and others, they are mostly **** full of flashy rhetoric, or some mediocre works.

More than a dozen pieces came one after another, and only one was selected in the end. When the poet who was over 40 years old heard that he had been selected.

He couldn't help laughing wildly among the crowd, and under the eyes of envy and hatred, he strode towards the wharf where the flower boats were docked.

And at this moment, after a sudden uproar from the crowd, another masterpiece appeared.

After yelling several times in a row, an attendant hurriedly shouted loudly. "My master, that is my master's masterpiece."

"Master, you have been selected..."

Many people's eyes followed the running attendant, and in the end, they all saw the attendant running to the bank of the Luo Zhishui.

Beside the shriveled old man with white beard and hair, who was hunched over with a cane, excitedly reported the good news.

"Old man, old man... Sure enough, hahaha... Unexpectedly, I have participated in the Luoyang Peony Festival for so many years, and finally waited for the day to board the ship.

Come on, hurry up and help the old man board the ship, the old man is going to this ship. "

"..." Countless talents from the Central Plains, poets and poets saw this grandpa's talent boarding the ship happily, and everyone worked harder.

Some people even started to modify the words and sentences in their works on the spot, trying to make their works more perfect.

And the captain of the flower boat chosen by this old talent with beard and hair like snow was full of horror.

Mother, you have to hold on to this old talent of the grandpa generation, don't be so happy that you are so excited on Lao Tzu's flower boat.

Thinking about this, I hurriedly warned all the gorgeous young ladies to be more reserved and not to play big tricks.

It is necessary to allow the elderly to receive meticulous care, and at the same time not to over-stimulate the old talents. We must let the old talents spend the day of the Luoyang Peony Festival in peace.

The old talented man finally came to the designated flower boat with the support of his entourage.

At this time, the two elders were serious, and the older lady hurried on board to greet her.

Unexpectedly, the old man with the stick suddenly became furious. "What do you mean, bullying the old man is not enough?"

"Captain, let those two pink and green ladies come over to serve this handsome man. The old man looks a little older, but he is actually very energetic. Don't bully the old man with his old age and decrepitude."

With a black line on his face, the captain could only let the two young ladies with dark complexions retreat back, and let the two most tender and green young ladies come over to help them.

Only then did the old talented man smile, and his hearty and cheerful laughter echoed by the banks of Luoshui.

"Hehe...man. Sure enough, as my aunt expected, even if she is old, she likes young girls who are green and tender."

"It's ~lightnovelpub.net~ Let's... Hey, wow, sisters, look over there, over there, that little brother with red lips and white teeth and a jade-like face is so cute."

Hearing the screams of the **** boats inside the flower boat, the thugs standing on the deck were full of disdain.

"Hehe...Women are really fickle. They said they like mature and stable ones before, but as a result, they started to go crazy when they saw the green and tender little white faces."

#####

Cui Luoyang watched dumbfoundedly as the bearded and haired man, who was in his seventies if not eighty, and shriveled to the point where only a handful of bones remained, walked into the room with the support of two green and tender young ladies. Flower boat.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw not far away, a ship slowly approaching here.

Cui Luoyang took a closer look, and immediately let out a small sigh. .

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