"Okay, I'll compare it to it!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

A look of surprise flashed on Butterfly Fairy's face, and she pulled her gaze off the back of Chu Yun's head and turned to look at Nangong Quexin.

Nangong Quexin had a light smile on her face, and looked at the Butterfly Fairy with a warm face and said: "It's a joke for the fairy, but I am really a little curious, how can this pig be said by Chu Yun to be so talented as a three-story building, I want to see what tricks he can play." ”

The crowd who originally thought they had heard it wrong swallowed a mouthful of saliva after hearing this.

This Nangong Sparrow is very upset, it can bend and stretch to such an extent, and the city government has surpassed everyone present.

No one would have thought that even Chu Yun himself would have thought that Nangong Quexin would really have to compete with a pig.

This matter is really full of twists and turns, Nangong Quexin dug a pit for Chu Yun, Chu Yun didn't jump in, and dug a bigger pit for Nangong Quexin with his backhand.

However, Nangong Quexin jumped directly into it, and smiled at Chu Yun, and gave Chu Yun a swing.

The ghost believes that a pig's talent can be compared to Nangong Quexin, and everyone understands in their hearts that this is just the beginning.

There must be more unimaginable scheming waiting for Chu Yun in the back.

Sure enough, after Nangong Qixin finished explaining to the Butterfly Mulberry Fairy, he turned to look at Chu Yun, there was no anger on his face, but he said with a smile: "Since it is a comparison, it is natural that it cannot only be superior." ”

Oh yo!

Chu Yun's eyes froze, and he asked, "Do you still want to divide life and death?"

Nangong Que smiled, shook his head and said: "Naturally, you can't distinguish between life and death, after all, the Water Stopping Poetry Club is an elegant and prosperous world, how can there be such a thing as life and death, it's just ......"

As he spoke, a cold look flashed in Nangong Que's eyes, and he said, "It's just that many of the cultivators present are witnessing, so I have to come up with some color to make this competition more lively." ”

At this time, many of the painting boats on the Changsheng River outside the Changsheng Pavilion had gradually stopped, and after hearing the competition on the Changsheng Pavilion, they spread one after another.

More and more people came to the Immortal Pavilion, and even those monks who were originally listening to the music in the Goulan also came to the outside of the Immortal Pavilion together, looking at the people in the Immortal Pavilion, talking and laughing.

"This is a strange thing, Nangong Quexin actually wants to compete with a pig?"

"I heard that on the surface, it is compared with a pig, but it is actually compared with a monk named Chu Yun Chu Tianxiu. ”

"Oh, what kind of origin is this Chu Yun Chu Tianxiu, so that Nangong Que wants to compare his literary talents?"

"I don't know, it seems to be a friend invited by Nangong Jin, but this Chu Yun's reputation doesn't seem to be very good. ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, more and more people are becoming interested.

Not very good?

Chu Yun was originally a guest, why didn't he have a good reputation?

It's only been a long time before he has left a bad impression, and he can really be regarded as a genius.

Everyone told Chu Yun about the name of piercing the intestines, and said some vulgar things about Chu Yun and the crowd competing for food, which caused bursts of laughter.

In the middle of a cloud-white painting boat, a little maid walked quickly towards the painting boat with a blank look on her face after listening to it.

In the painting boat, a young woman wearing a goose yellow dress and fiddling with the strings of the piano is painted with a light makeup on her face, graceful and graceful, and her hands are like condensed jade, and every movement is natural with a kind of woman's beauty and softness.

The woman in front of her is almost breathless, even if she moves and smiles, she can hook the minds of countless men.

When the little maid entered the painting boat, she had already digested all the things she had heard, and after telling the young woman about it with a smile, she asked with sparkling eyes: "Miss, is there really anyone who does not lose Nangong Quexin's talent?"

"The sky is endless, shake the flowers to send Yaoyao ......"

The young woman's cherry lips opened lightly, and she sang slowly, with a hint of smile and curiosity on her face, and said: "Nangong Quexin's state of mind has reached the limit, thinking that the sky is the sky, and referring to the flower as the boundary, such a realm has almost surpassed his peers too much." ”

Speaking of this, the young woman chuckled, and her voice was soft: "Even the Butterfly Mulberry Fairy is slightly inferior in this realm, although it is better than delicate, but it has lost its artistic conception...... I'm afraid that there are some real talents and real learning, but if you want to beat Nangong Quexin, it is not easy to ......"

The young woman put the guqin away, stood up, and walked out.

The little maid was taken aback and asked, "Miss, are you ...... Going too?"

The young woman smiled and said: "When did I encounter such an interesting thing, I naturally wanted to take a look, but I don't know if Nangong Bird's Heart, which can make such a poem as Tianfan Tianbian and Tiantian endless, shake Huahua and send Yaoyao, can go to the next level this time." ”

The little maid spit out the cloves and said, "Where is it so easy, even Miss You can't go to the next level in such a short time, let alone that Nangong Bird's Heart, just go and take a look, Huan'er is also interested in that gut-piercing alias, hey, what a weird nickname." ”

......

Jackpots?

Chu Yun had a playful look on his face.

Damn, Senior Brother Ben hasn't said it yet, you said it yourself first, so you can't blame Senior Brother Ben for digging a hole for you.

The Han pig on the side had a shy eagerness on his face, and said: "Boy, if you really want me to compare him, I am not good at poetry." ”

Chu Yun glanced at Han Zhu and said, "It's okay, if you're not good at composing poetry, then you can paint, although Senior Brother Ben is not very good at painting, but he still has the confidence to win him." ”

Paint?

Hearing Chu Yun's words, everyone around them had strange expressions on their faces.

Didn't Chu Yun know that Nangong Bird's heart was best at painting?

Sure enough, Nangong Quexin had a playful look on his face, stared at Chu Yun and asked, "Are you sure you want to compare it to painting?"

Chu Yun pouted and said, "What, don't you dare to compare?"

Nangong Quexin laughed, waved his hand, and said, "Say, how do you compare, what do you compare?"

Chu Yun took a deep breath, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and said, "What can you compare?"

Nangong Quexin sneered, flipped it over, and a crystal clear seed appeared in Nangong Finch's hand.

"Tianxin Flame Tinder?!"

At the sight of this, everyone around gasped.

Chu Yun was also stunned, but he didn't expect that in Nangong Quexin's hand, there was a seed of alien fire.

This is simply something tailor-made for Senior Brother Ben, but what should I compare with him?

"How about it, this Heavenly Heart Flame Seed, I haven't had time to refine it after I get it, you should be able to see it, right?"

Chu Yun nodded and said, "I'll use this to gamble." ”

As he spoke, Chu Yun took out a huge thing from his trouser pocket.