Reciting Poetry Is Invincible

The spiritual energy is revived. In this world full of heroic spirits, Ye Chen's parents are dead and he is still a soulless person. He is a thorn in the eyes of his aunt and a soulless person in the eyes of his girlfriend, but he can recite poems, which is enough. (Although there are poems in the introduction, it is also the style of this novel that readers can understand. Don't limit my flow, the system is huge.) The enemy has met, oh no, Ye Chen is reciting a poem: Both his parents died and he was left alone. He was left under the fence and suffered deep humiliation. I'm a skinny man in iron clothes, eating scraps of soup, and my cousin bullies me like a dog. I met Xu Tongxin, my dear friend, in high school. I summoned my spirit to meet my dear friend and got my heroic soul. Laughing at my lack of energy and abandoning me like grass, I entered his door with my sleeves fluttered and my head held high. Angrily, I accidentally entered the Old Book Pavilion. Fortunately, Mr. Qin recognized me. The remaining ink posthumous chapter was given to me and told me, "Don't bury the firewood." The ghost of poetry knocked on the window in the middle of the night, and the ghost with a blue robe and a withered face replied with his eyes: "My poetry can be used as a sword to destroy the enemy, but it can be used as a platform for searching evil books and cutting off souls." One chant of Yanmen destroyed the martial saint, and half a sentence of resentful poem shattered the eyebrows. Seize hundreds of volumes of souls and step on the ninth level, and the flint fire burns away the haze of the world. In the past, I laughed at my muddy body, but now I am washing my old remains with lead and water. The poem becomes a storm when the pen is thrown, and a light turns on in the eternal night!