Wen Yiming heard this beautiful voice that trembled a little, the corners of his mouth naturally curled slightly, and a trace of mildness inexplicably appeared in his heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Turning around, Wen Yiming smiled slightly, looking at the fifth autumn girl in front of him, who was as elegant and quiet as ever, but there was a little more excitement in his emotions.

After not seeing her for half a year, Wen Yiming found that she had lost a lot of weight, and the two leaves of Daimei seemed to contain a little sorrow, but she couldn't help but not hide her stunning color, but had a faint melancholy beauty.

This woman is the fifth autumn girl, this is the second time she has seen Wen Yiming's true appearance head-on, but compared with the last time, the mood at this time is joy in addition to excitement.

As early as a month ago, she learned from Di Tianyu that the blind monk was wanted, and after Di Tianyu's analysis, her mood was much better, otherwise she would be even thinner.

And then, when Qiqingfang received the news of the test of the cabinet master candidates, it also brought a list of candidates. When she saw Shuangcheng Wen Yiming, she fainted instantly after being physically and mentally depressed for a long time.

Seven Sentiments Workshop rushed to the Chuangyi Pavilion almost ten days in advance, thanks to this girl, ten days of time, the fifth autumn girl really realized what it is to live like a year.

She no longer understands what she feels about Wen Yiming, she just wants to see Wen Yiming standing in front of her intact, hoping that he is well.

Today, she finally waited, as if there were many words but couldn't say it for a while, just looking at the man in front of her who was covered with snow, her eyes were full of crystals.

Wen Yiming was about to speak, but he saw Dongfang Zhiyu coming over, and the indifference emanating from his body seemed to be even stronger.

After Dongfang Zhiyu approached, she glanced at the Fifth Autumn Cross in a slightly surprised manner, and then turned to Wen Yiming, her tone suddenly became much colder, "This is the Pavilion Master candidate of the Seven Sentiments Workshop, you'd better not provoke!"

Wen Yiming opened his mouth, glanced at Dongfang Zhiyu, and was speechless.

Dongfang Zhiyu seemed to be very satisfied that Wen Yiming didn't compete with her, turned her head to look at Fifth Qiu Wan, and said, "I lost the two big matches last time, I hope you can go all out this time." ”

Fifth Qiu Wan pursed the corners of her mouth and said lightly: "Let it be!"

Dongfang Zhiyu looked at the wrist of the fifth autumn maid and said, "I heard that you got the still water bracelet of the ethereal suit in the ruins, and sure enough, congratulations!"

"He sent it!" Fifth Qiuwan looked at Wen Yiming's gaze calmly with a hint of memory, but her tone was still flat.

Wen Yiming didn't answer, but he secretly said in his heart, at first, listening to the tone of these two girls, it seemed that he didn't deal with it, but the fifth Qiuwan's words made it clear that he believed Dongfang Zhiyu, otherwise it would be impossible to tell the truth without a trace of hesitation, what is the relationship between these two people?

Dongfang Zhiyu was slightly stunned, looked at the two of them in surprise, and suddenly felt a trace of irritability in her heart, she had always been indifferent, her mood fluctuated a little, and she said without thinking: "Don't tell me that the dust bead was also given by him, right?"

Fifth Qiu Wan seemed to feel Dongfang Zhiyu's emotions, turned her head and frowned lightly, "Yes." ”

Fifth Qiuwan's language has always been very short and plain, which made Dongfang Zhiyu more and more irritable, and she blurted out a sentence.

"We will have a bet every time we compete, this time, I will use 'Dong Jian' to bet on your dust beads!"

The fifth autumn girl was finally moved, looked at the other party, and said for a long time: "Don't gamble." ”

Even Wen Yiming is a little inexplicable, in the face of 'Dong Jian', even Guan Xiao and Dongfang Rising Sun have to stand up, the importance is self-evident, this ice chick is actually used as a bargaining chip to gamble on a meaningless dust bead, and the fifth autumn girl is even more stupid, she doesn't even gamble.

Dongfang Zhiyu exuded a trace of coldness on her body, "Why?"

"There's no reason, except for the Dust Bead and the Still Water Bracelet, take your pick!" said Fifth Autumn Girl lightly.

Dongfang Zhiyu was about to speak, when she saw a few young people walking not far away, she had to give up, but her cold gaze kept looking at the fifth autumn girl.

Wen Yiming also saw a group of people who came over, and none of them knew anything except the familiar Di Tianyu.

"Senior Sister Dongfang, sister, what are you talking about? Who is this?" After a few people walked in, Di Tianyu first greeted the two girls who looked at each other, and then looked at Wen Yiming and asked.

Wen Yiming nodded, hugged his fists and said, "Wen Yiming!"

Di Tianyu suddenly said: "Oh, it turned out to be one of the candidates for the pavilion master, in the next Tianyu." ”

"You are Wen Yiming, how can you be a third-level warrior cultivator?" "You are a tall man in green clothes with a suspicious glint in his eyes, and he said.

Dongfang Zhiyu retracted her gaze, looked at Wen Yiming, and said, "I'll introduce you." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand to the man in Tsing Yi who had just spoken, and said, "This is one of the candidates recommended by the Creative Arts Pavilion, Wan Zhenghao." At the age of twenty-three, he is a martial artist with a fifth-level cultivation, fine calligraphy, and a good way to play. ”

Wen Yiming's hurtful Wan Zhenghao didn't even bother to pay his head, but he found that the look in the other party's eyes was quite dissatisfied with Dongfang Zhiyu. He also knows that this kind of revealing introduction can indeed make people unhappy.

Dongfang Zhiyu ignored it, and then pointed to an older blue-robed young man and said, "This is the candidate recommended by Qiqingfang, Mo Song." At the age of twenty-seven, he was a fourth-level martial artist and was good at music and calligraphy. ”

turned to point to Wen Yiming, "Moxiang Shuxuan recommends, Wen Yiming." Eighteen years old, good at writing. ”

The others Dongfang Zhiyu did not introduce them again, and after several people saluted each other, they quickly entered the topic, but no one talked to Wen Yiming, and there was a slight trace of contempt in the eyes that occasionally swept by.

Wen Yiming seemed to stand out from the crowd and was excluded from the circle, but he didn't care. This situation is also normal, in the eyes of a group of martial artists, the cultivation of the third layer of the samurai is indeed unflattering.

Only the fifth autumn girl was half a step behind, accompanied by him, and occasionally talked a few words, which made Di Tianyu a little puzzled, he could see that the fifth autumn girl was full of good feelings when she looked at Wen Yiming, which was like two people in the past.

Di Tianyu couldn't help but secretly say inexplicably, could this be the legendary empathy and don't love, isn't it?

While speaking, everyone found a stone table nearby, Mo Song, whose eyebrows were a little dark, swept the dust on the stone pier, and said to Dongfang Zhiyu with a graceful manner: "Dongfang girl, please take a seat." ”

Wen Yiming was secretly funny, and he was a person who liked the wrong object, so the admiration in Mo Song's eyes could be seen by people.

Dongfang Zhiyu nodded slightly in thanks, and sat down without refusing. And Di Tianyu also helped her sister find a seat.

Several people each found a stone pier to sit down, and when the last stone pier was left, Wan Zhenghao sat down first, and said: "Fortunately, the position is just enough!"

Dongfang Zhiyu and Fifth Qiu Wan's faces were a little unhappy, but the former was despised because of Moxiang Shuxuan, while the latter was out of natural maintenance.

Wen Yiming didn't bother to pay attention, paced small steps, and continued the five huge stone carvings that he had not finished admiring just now.

The fifth autumn girl got up and walked towards Wen Yiming, also looked up at the moment, and explained: "Young Master Wen, these are the five sages of the Creation Art Pavilion. From left to right, they have reached the pinnacle of calligraphy and painting in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the long stele below their statues can evaluate the grade of the work with magical induction in the corresponding field. ”

"Oh, it's really amazing!" Wen Yiming looked at the five-sided two-meter-high stone tablet at the foot of the statue, and saw that its morphological characteristics were exactly the same, and there was a wide and thick jade platform in front of the stone tablet.

The only difference is that the top of the stele has the imprint of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In the center of each stele is a vertical row of words, heaven and earth Xuanhuang!, and there are three scales next to each font.

The fifth autumn girl pointed to the words on the stone tablet and said: "If you stroke the qin on the creative platform in front of the qin stele, the qin stele will be rated according to the composition of the song, which word of heaven and earth Xuanhuang appears green luster, which represents the grade of the work, and those scales represent the upper, middle and lower three grades." ”

Wen Yiming was still quite surprised by this magical thing, and couldn't help but say with some itching: "This thing is mysterious, I really want to try it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard several sneers, and at the same time a sarcastic voice was heard.

"I already admire your courage when the third floor of the samurai dares to come to the Sage Square, it turns out that this is not courage, it is stupidity, haha"

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