Dream Chaser Love Fly about the Battle of Star Venerable Jia Baoyu, and then, defeated in an instant!

The news spread from the Yin Yamen of Chang'an Mansion, and it was rare that the matter of the Eight Thousand Countries caused a storm in Chang'an......

"I'm going, I'm going to go!"

Xiao Leng pushed open the window, took a look, went out of the window, passed by the lotus pond, he submerged himself under the water, and walked towards the water step by step.

"I have to go, what level was Jia Baoyu when he fought against Wanli Silver Star? What level is it now? How much time has it been?"

Xiao Leng grinded his teeth underwater, not daring to give Baoyu any more time.

If he wants to be ranked at the rank of 80 Venerable, he has to take advantage of Baoyu's weakness to take a slap, and his teacher doesn't allow him to find Jia Baoyu, he can, well, slip away......

The water is a little cold, it doesn't matter, Xiao Leng can freeze thousands of miles, I don't care about this cold temperature, it's a little wet under my feet, it's okay, just go out and dry. Xiao Leng was afraid that Meng Haoran would find out, so he went up step by step, and after passing through the courtyard waterway, he felt almost like this, and his head emerged from the water.

Then, with one hand, he pressed his head down again......

"Who? Gollum, which one is not dead, Gollum~!~"

Xiao Leng locked his talent tightly, this time it was okay, he was blocked by someone with very little strength, he is now a mortal, he doesn't need strength in the water, he is pressed by someone, pressed again, and poured a stomach of water......

Lone knew that he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to go to Da Zhou to find trouble with Brother Bao. ”

Zhang Bairen is wearing gorgeous and beautiful armor, and he can't wear too good armor with his strength.

The immeasurable catastrophe is not a joke, Zhang Bai endured the benefits of Baoyu and cast a good tire, but his qualifications are useless, until now, he is still a martial artist who has just had true qi, which is equivalent to the strength of a martial artist who is a talented person.

However, how to say that he is also a martial artist, and his strength is three thousand catties under the blessing of true qi, Xiao Leng was blocked by him with the unique method of the Yuwen family, and he is just a literati with two thousand catties of strength, and he is underwater......

The tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and Xiao Leng, the venerable man in Jinshi, was dragged by Zhang Bairen with his hair bun and pressed to the bottom of the water.

[Who?

Xiao Leng's eyes rolled up, he drank a stomach of water, and his brain began to fog.

Through the splashing water, he could see nothing but the gorgeous armor in the moonlight, and nothing else could be seen, and what he could see was blurred, and he was about to drown.

"Fourth son, I'm just an errand runner. ”

Someone next to him couldn't stand still, he was a great Confucian strength, it was very simple to find Xiao Leng, and he also told Zhang Bairen, but if Xiao Leng was drowned, he would have more power as an errand runner, and Yu Wenhua would have to trouble him.

Zhang Bairen rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, God knows that you know and I know, if something happens, carry it alone and drown him!"

"God knows, you know, I know, Fourth Prince, if you really want to do this, you have to kill Meng Haoran?"

"Ahem, cough, cough~~"

Hearing this, someone couldn't hide it, Meng Haoran showed his incarnation, and said: "Fourth son, this little disciple of the old man didn't provoke you. ”

"It turns out that there are still people hiding, scholar Meng Haoran?

Zhang Bairen asked the literati around him very seriously.

The literati shook his head more seriously, and said in an aggravated tone: "Meng Haoran is a member of Yamen, that's all, he is still an elder respected by Li Taibai, although Li Taibai is also a scholar, but he is crazy......

Fourth son, do you want to be within the master's three zhang for the rest of your life?"

Literati like to hide a sentence when they speak, which has something to do with their personal cultivation, and for Confucianism, a sentence that is very clear and clear is likely to be the experience and knowledge that others need to study for a lifetime.

Zhang Bairen is also a smart person, hiding the heart of an old fox, and he understands it with a turn of his brain, which means that if Li Taibai goes crazy, he will stay away from Yu Wenhua and be killed by Li Taibai by finding a chance.

This Li Taibai seems to be more terrifying than the legend......

"Li Taibai, Gu remember, this guy is really that powerful?"

Zhang Bairen was a little unwilling, raised his little face and asked.

The Great Confucian nodded seriously, "Li Taibai forcibly killed the Great Confucian with the rank of a scholar, and if the Buddha made a move, he would not be able to catch him within 30 million miles." Fourth son, do you want to provoke him?"

"Then it's not worth it. ”

Zhang Bairen pressed his hand down again, and then let Xiao Leng out.

He saw that Xiao Leng still had a breath left, muttering 'I should talk more' or something, sang a big song with Meng Haoran, turned around and left.

Meng Haoran bowed down to see them off, his face was elegant, his face was not impatient, and when he couldn't see anyone, he hurriedly pulled up Xiao Leng's body, slapped it a few times, and shot a large piece of water.

I saw Xiao Leng's bulging belly shriveled down, and finally wowed, rolling his eyelids and retching......

"Teacher, disciple, disciple has suffered great calamity and humiliation in vain!"

Xiao Leng cried as soon as he opened his mouth.

Meng Haoran looked at his favorite little disciple coldly, and suddenly flicked his sleeves, snapped, and called Xiao Leng's face like a boiled eggplant......

"Teacher?"

Xiao Leng frowned, Meng Haoran had never beaten him.

"This slap is a slap that you didn't listen to the teacher's admonition and slipped out to find Jia Baoyu without permission. ”

Meng Haoran's voice was even colder, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't want to go to Jia Baoyu for your teacher, you just can't go to find it! Do you have to explain things clearly for your teacher? Do you have to tear off this old face of your teacher?"

"Teacher, apprentice doesn't understand!" Xiao Leng said in surprise.

Meng Haoran sighed and shook his head: "Okay, the real reason why the teacher didn't let you go to Jia Baoyu is still on Wang Lun's body." Wang Lun looked for a teacher, and he said that Jia Baoyu was the one he found to give Taibai the mantle of inheritance!

For the teacher, for the teacher, for the teacher to rely on Li Taibai too much!"

"This ......"

Xiao Leng hurriedly bowed his head: "The disciple won't go to the Star Picking Venerable, the disciple knows his mistake!"

"No, you're looking for it!"

Meng Haoran smiled coldly: "Defeat Jia Baoyu, it is best to kill Jia Baoyu! If the countries defeat the subject country, the Great Zhou will be crowned as a subject country, and it will be a Confucian subject country......

Jia Baoyu wants to come to Sheng Tang to thank Long En, and you will kill him when he comes!"

"Teacher?" Xiao Leng didn't understand even more.

"Just listen to what the teacher says!"

Meng Haoran didn't explain, there were some things that Jinshi was not qualified to know.

Xiao Leng was even more confused, he didn't know how his teacher changed his tone, it stands to reason that few people can not give Li Taibai's face, Wang Lun wants Jia Baoyu to be Li Taibai's disciple, then, no one can take Jia Baoyu's life......

"I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, how Jia Baoyu defeated Qingfei in an instant!"

Xiao Leng is stupid and stupid, with his strength, he may not be able to fly in an instant......

...

Not to mention that Sheng Tang, who was thousands of miles away, was surprised, even Baoyu himself felt inexplicable.

He saw Qing Fei pull out his waist knife, the knife was so sharp, as if it could cut off all the rules and principles between heaven and earth, and it could cut off three thousand zhang of red dust.

I saw that Qing Fei's talent illuminated the boundless sky, and the sword was even more terrifying, with the power of exporting chapters, breaking the void......

"The blade is like a knife, and it is bent freely and exquisitely;

Breaking gold and breaking iron is an ordinary thing, slaying the dragon, winning, like, the wind is ~~~~!!"

The tone of the love flying oh is very strange, tangled, tactful, and whistling!

The power of poetry seems to be much stronger, which inspires Baoyu to fight all over his body!

Baoyu felt that the bone marrow was surging and the blood was burning, so he suddenly stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "In the realm of true literati, the burrow is not stained with dust!"

He raised his eyelids, his pupils shrunk into needles, and he stared at the knife of Love Fei......

Qing Fei just said that he only needs one knife, one knife, that is, he is seriously injured, Qing Fei wins, he doesn't believe it, so he must also use his strongest sword!

First of all, the realm of true literati, and then the fragmented "Remembering Qin'e and Loushanguan" in the realm of true literati, even if it will fail, it is impossible, it will only be such a mere knife!

But, suddenly!

Qing Fei looked at him blankly;

Qingfei looked at him stupidly;

Qingfei's handsome face seemed to have been punched to death, and the whole person was stunned.

His talent was scattered, his exit was scattered, and he was stupid for a moment, and then suddenly put away his knife and went back......

Boom!

The scattered talent was withdrawn in a hurry, and Qing Fei's hand that put the knife into the sheath trembled, and the emerald jade scabbard crackled and shattered.

He was blown back by his talent, and said with a wry smile: "Jia Baoyu, I am in love with you, I dare not fight with you!"

Belch?

Well?

What's the situation?

Baoyu looked at Qing Fei's serious face in amazement, his whole brain was completely confused, and he couldn't even care about the consumption of his talent in the realm of true literati.

He took back the poem he was about to export and asked in amazement, "Stop fighting?"

"If I don't fight, it's because I'm in love and I'm defeated. ”

Qingfei looked at Baoyu very affectionately, and said earnestly: "Brother Bao'er, no, Venerable Bao, you must practice hard, and when you achieve a bachelor's degree, I will worship you as a teacher?"

"What?"

Baoyu was even more confused, he felt that he couldn't beat Qing Fei, but at this time, Qing Fei wanted to worship him as a teacher?

The apprentice has to be at least one higher degree, so what Qingfei means is that he will stay in the realm of Jinshi and wait for Baoyu to achieve a bachelor's degree?

These, just for apprenticeship?

Speechless, helpless, bored, Baoyu was completely dumbfounded, couldn't tell what the hell Qingfei was fighting, as the saying goes, nothing to offer hospitality is a traitor or a thief, he felt that Qingfei had bad intentions!

"If nothing else......"

Baoyu lengthened his tone, giving himself time to think, he felt that Qing Fei must be carrying elusive thoughts, a powder keg that would explode at any time, blinked his eyes, and smiled: "If there is nothing else, you can go." ”

"You're going to let me go?"

Qingfei maintained a respectful salutation, with a look of disbelief: "You really let me go?"

"What's the matter?

With such a person, Baoyu didn't dare to stay by his side.

Qing Fei smiled heartily, more respectful, more reverent, extremely admired fists, and made a gesture to the end: "Venerable Bao, Qing Fei admires! You can rest assured, Qing Fei will bite his mouth tightly and not tell your secret!"

Secret?

What secrets do I have?

Baoyu pursed his lips and put the gentleman's sword back, and when Baoyu raised his head to look at Qing Fei again, he found that Qing Fei had become a point of light on the horizon, and that speed, that appearance, was absolutely not looking back.

"Is this guy crazy? Or did he break his brain during the epiphany?"

This is the most inexplicable battle Baoyu has ever experienced, and his head is still confused. He gathered the black fox and wanted to take back the realm of true literati who consumed a lot, and turned around while collecting it.

He had already rushed out some distance just now, so the vision of the True Literati realm was still behind him......

Dot!

Across!

Vertical!

Discard!

Punch!

Raise!

Fold!

Hook!

It's all radicals of words.

And unlike before, it is not a radical of traditional characters, but a simpler one that looks more comfortable......

Simplified radicals!

Simplified characters!

Simplified characters!

Simplified characters!

Baoyu's head rumbled, and he knew what the secret of Qingfei was?

Think back then, Li Si became the prime minister of Qin in the martial saint period as a literati, and only then did he dare to get the small seal characters out, he was just a jinshi, and the matter of improving the font was known?

[Kill him!]

Baoyu suddenly became ruthless, turned around instantly, and opened his mouth......

"Love Fei, don't go!"

The voice swirled in his throat, but it still didn't come out.

He stood at the head of the Xiangjiang River, looking at the love flying that had disappeared in the air,

In the wind,

Utterly messy.