Chapter 475: The Writing Is Too Ugly

"Red and pink skeleton, white flesh and bones!" Zhao Ying'er's face turned pale with fright, she never thought that Xue Mo would write such words, the whole person was like a lightning strike, especially the handwriting that was like a blade, like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into her chest.

Feng Qingge couldn't help but be secretly frightened, subconsciously took a breath of cold air, looked at the handwriting on it and smiled softly, with the Spring Palace as the title, but to write such a shocking sentence, it was only the snow ink in front of him. Laughing, Feng Qingge didn't dare to hold the pen to write, just stood with her hands in her hands, countless poems crossed in her mind, and she read calmly: "Last night, the wind opened the peaches, and the moon wheel in the front hall of Weiyang was high." Pingyang singing and dancing is newly favored, and the spring cold outside the curtain gives brocade robes. ”

"Huh?" He Lanbo looked at Feng Qingge first, puzzled, and asked a little puzzled: "Pingyang singing and dancing is a new favor...... Who is Binh Duong?"

......The corners of Feng Qingge's mouth twitched fiercely, his brain was running rapidly, and he said calmly: "The concubine of the emperor's new favorite, I am just a fictitious character at will, after all, how can the affairs of the emperor's family be taken out at will." Spring PalaceSpring Palace, a spring dream in the palace, drunk and dreaming of death, but after waking up, it is cold palace and cold water, this topic is on the palace word, not on the woman. However, the red face is also a curse, and it is just a skeleton with flesh and skin. The eight words of Xue Mo Gongzi vented your feelings of not being close to women and hating women. ”

His face changed slightly, Xue Mo clenched his fingers violently, and turned his head coldly, for some reason, when he saw this question, all he thought of was these words, and he couldn't write anything else. What is the use of a woman, it is just something that gets in the way, what he is pursuing is the supreme honorary position and becoming the strongest on this continent. Woman, only hinders him.

Gu Shen smiled, this question was not within the scope of the review, and it needed to be commented on by the elders and the sect master, and he didn't answer it much. Zhao Ying'er didn't even enter the fourth level, and when she saw this question, she was red-faced, she didn't know how to answer at all, and there was no comparison at all.

Subsequently, He Lanbo's question was released, which stumped a group of people, and even when Xuemo saw the long couplet, the whole person's face changed even more, he didn't expect that there would be an answer, and he was answered like this. It's just that as the problem of the fourth level unfolds, Feng Qingge also sees what is the thing that stumps Helan Bo.

"What is filial piety!" The cold light in front of Xue Mo's eyes suddenly appeared, and he said coldly: "I see, no wonder you are trapped in this level." Filial piety is really difficult for you. ”

"What do you mean?" Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, looked at what He Lanbo answered, and whispered: "The body is skinny, and the parents who receive it dare not destroy it, and the beginning of filial piety is also." Standing up and doing the way, making a name for yourself in future generations, in order to show your parents, and the end of filial piety. Standing up and doing the way, making a name for yourself in future generations, in order to show your parents, and the end of filial piety. Husband filial piety, starting from the family, in the matter of the king, and finally standing. ”

She is very familiar with these words, this is a sentence in the Book of Filial Piety, I didn't expect He Lanbo to write it. Looking at that familiar face, Feng Qingge couldn't help but panic, quickly looked away, took a deep breath and said, "The answer is perfect, you ......"

"It's okay, my parents died a long time ago, and I followed my grandfather after I was born, so this filial piety is of little use to me, even if I return this body of flesh and blood to them, they can't come back. The sadness under the black eyes suddenly appeared, but He Lanbo adjusted his mentality as quickly as possible, stretched out his hand and patted Feng Qingge's shoulder and said, "It's nothing, isn't it over anyway?" Let me see your answers, what does it feel like to turn over the clouds and rain...... Well...... I'll go, this old rascal of the Chaoyang Sect is still as shameless as ever, you see that my brother hasn't even grown up with the yolk on his buttocks, so he will harm her life, and come up with some eighteen forbidden topics, it is simply madness, loss of conscience, loss of humanity, whoever made the question, I will definitely cripple him today!"

Knowing that He Lanbo deliberately forked and opened the topic, Feng Qingge didn't say much.

Everyone ignored the first few questions in front of Feng Qingge, and looked at the fourth one, especially Zhao Ying'er, when she saw the words that were the same as ghost paintings, her eyes lit up, and she laughed: "What Chaoyang Sect, it's just a group of blind people, and such an ugly word dares to show off." It's still a full score, just for this word, I'm the first to disagree!"

"yes, what kind of font is this, it's so ugly. ”

"It's like cursive, but it's not, it's too sloppy, it's completely arbitrary, it's not like words. ”

"That's right, look at it, the answer pays attention to the neat font, and the words on her are big and small, irregular, how can they get a full score?"

The voices of doubt are constant, and people who have never seen such a font do not know that this is a wild grass that was popular in everyone's faction tens of thousands of years ago, and no one in the world today can imitate it. The appearance of such handwriting, let alone poetry, is a good work for this handwriting.

"Hey, can you do it, Ershui, your word, no matter how I look at it, it feels ......" Holding his chin, He Lanbo looked at the wild grass on the rice paper, and said with some confusion: "I have seen your words, it is indeed ugly and ugly." But the words you write on rice paper now are really ugly in a new continent, and even I can't recognize them. ”

...... "Are you a boast or a loss, Feng Qingge glanced at He Lanbo."

However, He Lanbo admired the words on it, and frowned: "Strange, how do I think the style of this word, I seem to have seen it somewhere, why can't I remember." Most of the fonts I've seen are very amazing people's factions, and you can't get their inheritance. ”

With a cold snort, Gu Shen glanced at the people in front of him and said coldly: "If you follow the previous exam rules of the Chaoyang Sect, all of you will fail. I don't even know such a famous font, and it's a shame that you've been reading for so many years. ”

"Famous, Grandpa Gu, you are deliberately biased towards this cook, where is this font famous, pull out a random person, and the handwriting is better than hers. Looking at Feng Qingge with disdain, Zhao Ying'er said coldly, this font is really ugly, no one wants to believe it at all, this character is a famous font.

Feng Rebellion, who had been quiet for a while, just shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Even Helan Gongzi, don't you know what font this is?"

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm