"Hahaha, as expected, Bokang is a blessed man, and he can see such a magnificent phenomenon after following you." Cao Cao looked at Long Hang, stroked his beard and sighed in admiration.
It was also the first time for Xu Ding to nod slightly, lamenting the magic of nature.
At this time, Cao Cao pointed at the dragon hanging and said, "Does Bokang know the changes of the dragon?"
Xu Ding said: "Meng De knows!"
Cao Cao shook his head, and then said: "I only know that dragons can be big or small, they can ascend or hide; the big ones make clouds and fog, and the small ones hide their shapes;
Ascension means soaring among the universe, while hidden means lurking in the waves.
It is now deep in spring, and the dragons change with the times, and the people have their ambitions and travel across the world.
As a thing, the dragon is comparable to the heroes of the world. "
Forehead!
Why do these words sound so familiar.
Soon Xu Ding remembered that this was a quote from Zhujiulun Heroes, so he said with a smile: "Meng De is really a high-level theory."
Then Cao Cao drank the wine in his glass and said with a smile: "A real hero must have great ambitions, have a good plan, have the opportunity to hide the universe, and the one who has the ambition to swallow the world. The real heroes in the world today are only Bokang and Cao Er!" Lonely, really lonely..."
"..." Xu Ding.
Do you want to nod your face? Praising yourself is not like that.
Xu Ding smiled and said, "Meng De, do you know that only the dead can become true heroes, but I still want to live for 500 years!"
Forehead!
Cao Cao was taken aback.
This is the aftertaste of reading Xu Ding's meaning.
It seems that what Xu Ding said makes sense.
All heroes have died since ancient times.
I want to borrow another five hundred years from the sky.
Mu Ran, Long Hang who was approaching gradually, suddenly exploded with a bang, turned into countless raindrops and shot away, and then the vision ended, and the sky also gave birth to colorful rays of light...
The expressions on the faces of Cao Cao and Xu Ding seemed to be frozen, and they were shocked to see this miraculous Yimu.
After a long time, Xu Ding closed his eyes and softly sang when he opened them:
"Eternal hatred cannot be blown away by the wind, and nostalgia cannot be dyed by flowers;
Snow cannot reflect mountains and rivers, and the full moon cannot reflect ancient dreams.
Burn the night along the palm lines, sober up tonight without dreams;
Walk into myths along fate, and return to the Three Kingdoms in dreams.
The human face doesn't know where to go, the peach blossom is still smiling at the spring breeze..."
"Good! Good poem, well sung, Bokang is talented, I respect you." Cao Cao applauded loudly, and turned back to the pavilion.
Holding the two ears of the wine jar with both hands, and then lifted it, ignoring the heat in his hands, he stretched out his mouth to the edge of the wine jar, and poured the wine directly into his mouth.
One sip, so proud.
After drinking a third of it, Cao Cao put it down, wiped his mouth and said, "It's cool! It's so cool, good wine and good poetry!"
Xu Ding was also affected by Cao Cao's arrogance, snatched the wine cup from his hand, raised one hand above his head, and poured the wine inside into his mouth drop by drop.
At this time Cao Cao burped and said:
"Wine and song, life geometry?
For example, the morning dew has a lot of suffering.
Generosity should be regarded as generosity, unforgettable worry.
How to relieve worries, only Du Kang..."
"Only...Du Kang!" After reading this, Cao Cao collapsed.
Seeing Cao Cao fall down, Xu Ding smiled knowingly, and threw the wine bottle in his hand directly into the lake.
The wine pot caused huge ripples in the lake, and Xu Ding continued to read:
"Qingqing Zijin, caress my heart. But for the sake of the king, I have pondered it so far.
Yo-yo Luming, the apple of the wild food.I have guests, harp blowing Sheng.
It's like a moon, when can I stop.Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.
The more you pass through the mountains, the uselessness exists.Qikuo talks about banquet, thinking about old grace.
The moon is scarce, and the black magpie flies south.Three turns around the tree, where is the branch to rely on?
The mountains never get too high, and the sea never gets too deep.Duke Zhou vomits and feeds, the world..."
Chapter 127 Bian Linglong
Chapter 127 Bian Linglong
who am I?
This is where?
What am I going to do?
Cao Cao, who was a little drunk, woke up leisurely.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Cao Hong walked in.
"Brother, you are awake, do you want to drink some sober porridge, this is prepared by Bokang for you."
"Bircon!"
Only then did the memories of yesterday emerge bit by bit, Cao Cao patted his forehead and said: "Hey, I drank too much, I have to pay attention in the future, I forgot to be in shape for a while, it made Bokang laugh."
Cao Cao got up, drank a bowl of porridge, and asked, "What happened after I passed out yesterday?"
Cao Hong then gave a detailed account of what happened later.
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