"Yes, yes, yes, that's this song, that's this song!" The Rat King was so excited that his body trembled. This was something I could not have imagined. This Rat King was actually a literary monster.

"There is one more sentence, and the last sentence!" The Rat King looked at me tightly, and his sharp ears stood up.

I looked back at the famous building that has been standing on the Xijiang River for a thousand years, then looked back at the Yangtze River flowing downstairs, and recited with emotion: "Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now?

The Yangtze River flows outside the threshold by itself.”

"Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now..." When I recited here, the Rat King repeated my poem, tears flowed down, muttering to himself.

He said, "Mr. Bo, where are you? I miss you!"

It turns out that this Rat King is actually Wang Bo’s admirer!

Seeing the sad look on the face of the Rat King, I was actually very touched.

But I also know that monsters are monsters, and even if they are cultured, they are extremely terrifying.

While the Rat King was still in a daze, I walked to Zhao Caiman. Because the Rat King said before that as long as I helped him remember the forgotten poem, he would let us go, so the ones surrounding Zhao Caiman

The huge rats did not stop them at all and made way for a road.

The moment I grabbed Zhao Caiman's arm, Zhao Caiman cast a very admiring look at me and said, "Brother, it turns out that you are really well-versed in the past."

"Walk!"

Only by rescuing Zhao Caiman can I deal with this demon king with confidence. After I caught Zhao Caiman, I said and left, I pulled her into the attic.

"etc!"

Just as we two walked into the attic, the Rat King suddenly called us.

"What's wrong?"

I protected Zhao Caiman behind me, looked at Zhao Caiman in confusion, and asked, "Is there anything else that the king has to do?"

What worries me still happened. The Rat King stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Caiman and said, "You can leave, she can't leave."

"Why?" I was a little confused, looked at the Rat King in great confusion and said, "Didn't you say that, I helped you remember the poems you forgotten, and did you release Zhao Caiman?"

The Rat King's small eyes were filled with two red brilliances, staring at Zhao Caiman. From his fierce eyes, I could tell that this guy would not be alive today and let Zhao Caiman leave here.

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After a while of silence, the Rat King said, "The poem you read is not the one I want!"

I was stunned for a moment, but I didn't expect that the Rat King was so helpless. Looking at his extremely excited appearance just now, the poem I read was right, but my mouth was on him, and the answer was on him, even if I was

By the way, he can deny it.

"You, you, you rogue, Wang Bo did not have any other poems in Teng Pavilion except for these two poems.

Other poems are there,” Zhao Caiman said.

The Rat King narrowed his small eyes, showed a shrewd expression, and said, "Who said I forgot the lyrics of Bo Lang? I said it wasn't this one, it wasn't this one!"

"So shameless!"

When Zhao Caiman heard the Rat King's words, he cursed angrily.

Although I was very angry, my mind was extremely clear. I looked at the Rat King and deliberately angered him and said, "It turns out that in this Teng Pavilion, there are people who do better than Wang Bo's lyrics, and Wang Bo is not
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