Horror Resurgence: Ma’am, Please Respect My Profession

A zombie came to Song Sangong's side and whispered.

Other zombies have arrived.

Naturally, these zombies did not take the players with them this time.

Then, Third Young Master Song saw Nangong Wan'er, and Su Bai beside Nangong Wan'er.

"Miss Nangong, why did you bring him here?"

The third son of Song Dynasty was displeased.

"Mr. Su is my friend, why can't I bring Mr. Su?"

Nangong Wan'er said without showing any weakness.

The third son of Song snorted softly: "There are many people with mixed hands, Miss Nangong should take good care of him."

Nangong Wan'er said indifferently: "Anyone who dares to touch Mr. Su can give it a try."

After her words fell, Song Sangong really didn't dare to continue.

The Nangong family itself is not weak, and Nangong Wan'er is still a born resentful, no one wants to provoke her.

But Third Young Master Song was also very puzzled, Nangong Wan'er was so attached to him before, why does she look like a different person now?

"Wow, Mr. Su is here~"

"Mr. Su, teach me how to compose poetry~"

"And me and me~"

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At this time, the zombie girls who participated in the poetry meeting also came with their entourage. After seeing Su Bai, their eyes lit up and they all surrounded Su Bai.

Seeing this scene, Song Sangong's eyelids were jumping!

Tolerate!

He took a deep breath.

Soon, all the zombie boys and girls came, and everyone boarded a painting boat.

The painting boat started slowly and headed towards Yunxi.

"The night is as cool as water, and the river breeze blows gently.ˇ."

On the boat, the third son of Song Dynasty started to write poems.

This night tour, he is naturally ready to show off.

"Okay~"

After a poem was over, the other zombies all cheered.

Immediately, other zombie sons also wrote poems one after another, which received some applause.

The painting boat began to go deep into Yunxi.

The location of the mission this time is the Yunxi Poetry Club, for Su Bai, it is not out of the scope of the mission.

"Mr. Su, in this situation, don't you have the grace to compose poems?"

At this time, a cold voice sounded.

Su Bai saw that it was Situ Mingyue who spoke!

"hateful!"

Seeing that Situ Mingyue actually took the initiative to talk to Su Bai, the mood that Third Young Master Song had finally brought up sank to the bottom in an instant.

"Yes, Mr. Su, we are all looking forward to your poem~"

The other zombie girls all spoke up.

Some zombie sons also booed.

Seeing that Third Young Master Song was in a bad mood, these guys didn't mind making Third Young Master Song even more unhappy.

"when~"

At this time, a bell rang from a building by the river.

After the bell rang, Su Bai finally spoke:

"The moon sets, the crows cry, and the sky is full of frost."

The first line of the poem made the eyes of Situ Mingyue and the other zombie ladies light up.

"it is good!"

Some zombie sons are also applauding.

"Jiang Feng Yuhuo is facing Mianmian. The Yunxi meeting outside Guyang City, the bell rings at midnight to the passenger ship."

Su Bai read the next three lines of the poem at once.

Guyang City, that is, the city controlled by the Song family.

"Good poetry!"

The applause immediately rang out.

The other zombie masters and young masters applauded one after another.

Song Sangongzi's expression was terribly gloomy.

He had a hunch.

This poetry meeting is going to become Su Bai's personal show!

Damn it!

This was supposed to be his show!

as predicted.

In the early morning of the next day, Nangong Wan'er easily won the top poem on the sixth floor with a song "Sunrise river flowers are red than fire, spring comes and river water is as green as blue"!

"These first two lines are absolutely perfect!"

"That's right, although Mr. Song's poem has a good intention, it pales in comparison to Mr. Su's poem."

"Among the poems describing the sunrise, these two lines are rare in the world."

The zombies commented.

Song Sangongzi's expressionless face looked particularly ugly.

A poem he had carefully prepared was suppressed again!

"hateful!"

This guy is about to explode on the spot.

However, last night Nangong Wan'er was by Su Bai's side all the time, never leaving him, his people couldn't find a chance to attack!

Then, the seventh floor arrived.

The title of the poem written by Mr. Song at this level is Yongmei. Not surprisingly, as soon as Nangong Wan'er opened her mouth, there was a lot of praise.

Song Sangongzi's premonition was correct.

This poetry meeting has indeed become Su Bai's personal show.

From the first floor to the present, his poems have been suppressed!

Although the poems of other zombie sons were also suppressed, it would be difficult for these zombie sons to stand out even without Su Bai.

These zombie sons have been suppressed by Mr. Song for too long before, and now they are happy to see Mr. Song being angry.

Although these zombie sons are zombies, in essence, they are similar to some dudes from rich and noble families in ancient times.

"I'm going to go, this hatred value is going to be full!"

Li Guo was a little dumbfounded.

He had already noticed that the third son of Song wished to tear Su Bai apart.

At the same time, he didn't understand what Su Bai wanted to do.

"These guys are thanks to Su Bai again."

Li Guo thought.

Because Su Bai attracted a lot of attention this time, some zombie boys and girls didn't care about the players they selected.

Only one of these players has died so far.

The cause of death is unknown, and no one has said it.

For these zombie masters, the death of one or two ordinary people is just a matter not worth mentioning.

This day, until night, from the sixth floor of Yunxi Tower to the tenth floor.

Song Sangongzi's poems were all suppressed by Su Bai.

The third son of Song Dynasty was also very depressed. Now he looked at Su Bai with not only anger and hatred, but also helpless anger!

Almost turned into a doormat!

Perhaps it was too depressing, but this evening, the third son of the Song Dynasty had no intention of organizing a boat trip to Yunxi.

"You all keep your spirits up at night and don't give his people a chance."

After night fell, Nangong Wan'er guarded the two bronze corpses in the small courtyard.

"Miss, don't worry, with us here, not even a fly can fly in."

The two copper corpse guards assured.

Nangong Wan'er let out a "hmm" and wasn't too worried.

Although Song Sangong hated Su Bai, but before he knew the relationship between Su Bai and Ying Rui, he couldn't take the risk of offending Nangong Wan'er to death to take action against Su Bai.

At such a poetry meeting, it is impossible for him to use too much force.

Once other zombie boys and girls find out, do you want his face?

If you can't compare to others in poetry, you will use dirty tricks, and then don't even think about raising your head in front of other zombie boys.

Not to mention, the third son of the Song Dynasty was very afraid of Nangong Wan'er.

Therefore, as long as Nangong Wan'er doesn't give the other party a chance, the other party can only suffer.

Become a doormat!

"Sir, please rest assured."

Nangong Wan'er said.

Su Bai returned to the bedroom.

Not long after returning to the bedroom, Su Bai felt that his mouth was a little hot.

The change of the lips let Su Bai know that it must be Hong Luo Nu sending the message through the imprint, and wanted Su Bai to summon her.

So, Su Bai initiated the summoning through the imprint.

Although the imprint was left by Nu Luo, if Su Bai doesn't summon it, she won't be able to get through.

Following Su Bai's call, soon, Hong Luo Nu appeared in the bedroom.

". "Honey, do you miss me~"

As soon as the red girl came, she spoke.

This Bai Luo girl's side came out again?

"Hee hee, why don't you just call me your husband, don't make your expression so funny~"

Immediately, her tone changed again.

Su Bai was a little uncertain about her current state.

"Have you returned to the world of evil spirits?"

Su Bai asked.