"Brother Bao, this punch is really good. ”

Someone in the back clapped his hands and admired, and the second word on the narrow list was so hung that he flattened his tongue and smiled at Baoyu freely.

He already has a bachelor's degree, but by the flesh alone,

fear

No, it must be,

Definitely can't take Baoyu's punch.

"One pole stands in the world, who has a wonderful pen?"

Baoyu crushed Xiao Leng's pen and swallowed it for Huo Wu Chihao, he didn't care what kind of pen Xiao Leng used, what characteristics he had, or what special power he had, he couldn't compare to Huo Wu Chi Hao, just the kind of emotion and skill that he had used for a long time couldn't compare.

Xiao Leng was still thinking about what to use to 'redeem himself' with his pen, and when he saw this, there was a sound in his throat, and he groaned: "The method of refining the pen?"

The Confucian yamen has nine uninhibited, eight merry streams, seven drunken songs, six floating slaughters, five pastoral fields, four divine winds, three emotions and double dragon slashing, plus the word 'kill', a total of 45 kinds of secret learning.

Although the method of refining the pen is only ranked eighth in the 'Nine Unruly', it costs too much, he is a person from Yamen, and his teacher is still a scholar Meng Haoran, but no one taught him the method of refining the pen, such a precious inheritance, Jia Baoyu, he, he actually understands?

In an instant, Xiao Leng flashed countless thoughts, all kinds of thoughts coiled in his mind, all of which made him give up and give up again, he couldn't provoke Jia Baoyu, and he couldn't afford to provoke Jia Baoyu more and more.

The speed of his thoughts was very fast, and when Xiao Leng smiled at Baoyu and wanted to show goodwill, he hadn't even walked in front of Baoyu......

"It's like it. ”

Baoyu expressed his admiration for Xiao Leng's flattering smile, he is not a fool, a resolute literati suddenly changed his attitude, it was definitely a change in the sense of gain and loss, and there was absolutely no change in the background.

He lowered his head and whispered: "Keep your humility well, if you have the slightest killing intent towards the Venerable, the Venerable has the opportunity, and he will definitely kill you." ”

"No, I, Xiao Leng, was born in the country of the Buddha family, and if I don't know how to advance or retreat, I won't be able to live today. ”

Xiao Leng didn't have the slightest expression of humiliation, smiled, controlled his injuries, and gradually retreated to the crowd of literati, and when he was about to arrive, he was gently thrown back with one hand.

The jade-faced god Wen Ruo'an didn't like killing and blood, so he took a hand, threw Xiao Leng to the rear, and also walked towards Baoyu.

He smiled at each other with the oncoming Yiziwen, in front of Baoyu, the two put their palms together, and the two who had fought in the top five of the narrow list were in harmony and friendship at this time.

"Isn't there a contradiction?"

Baoyu was thoughtful.

"There may be in the future, but not now. ”

Yiziwen looked at Baoyu's hair that was more than three feet on the floor, and praised again: "Brother Bao, you are really good!"

Wen Ruoan pointed to the word and smiled softly: "He and I used to fight back and forth, and we have long cherished each other, but now that there is no conflict, I naturally want to make a friend." Brother Bao, do you want to come along?"

"Me?together"

Baoyu was particularly surprised, Yiziwen and Wen Ruoan had already achieved a bachelor's degree, much higher than his status, and they wanted to make friends with him?

This kind of friend is not a friend of wine and meat in the 21st century, 'From the mouth of people like Yiziwen and Wen Ruoan, it is a certainty, there may not be good wine on weekdays, and the critical moment is countless sharp blades falling from the sky!

Seeing Baoyu hesitate, Yiziwen smiled and said, "You have this qualification." ”

"Is there one?" asked Baoyu softly.

Wen Wenyan and Wen Ruoan glanced at each other helplessly, they all saw Baoyu's punch, there was no paper talk, no export chapters, and no words, it was just an ordinary punch under the righteousness.

This punch carried five million catties of terrifying power, and it could actually crush the truth of nature and crush space?

Yiziwen nodded and said: "Why not? Bachelor's degree, divided into five levels: heart casting, body melting, bone refining, tendon full and network into five levels, Brother Ruo'an and I are both heart-casting level bachelors, how strong do you think, you must be able to beat you? Brother Bao'er, the bachelor can crush the truth of Jinshi's condensation, with your current strength, do you think you can do it?"

"If you say what you say, you should be able to do it. ”

Baoyu nodded.

"Then you won't lose to ordinary bachelors, maybe not as good as me and Brother Ruoan, but not much worse. ”

Yiziwen grabbed Wen Ruoan's hand, and the two palms shook in front of Baoyu, Baoyu was stunned again, and then, laughing, put his palm up.

The three of them raised their heads and laughed, and then, Yiziwen and Wen Ruoan's figures turned into smoke and dissipated......

"Brother Bao'er, Brother Ruo'an and I are waiting for you! It won't take too long, you will be promoted to a bachelor soon, and when the time comes, I will wait for the three of us to fight side by side!"

Fighting side by side? Where do you need to fight?

Baoyu got a trace of information very subtly, laughed, and didn't care much, just like Kong Sheng said, there are some things he is not qualified to know, and he is not in his position or politics, and he is too lazy to care.

One step out, instantly to the west of the clearing, this clearing is surrounded by fine ripples of flowing water, penetrating it as if through a thin film, and then, what I saw was the pretty face of Sister Lin's pear blossom with rain.

Sister Lin saw that he was not injured, and couldn't help it, her beautiful eyes stared at his hair that was more than three feet long on the floor, and her slender jade hand stroked it......

"Husband, your hair is more beautiful than the body of a concubine. ”

"......" Baoyu.

...

In the south of the Tang Dynasty, in the deep mountain stream of 100,000 mountains.

Originally, it was the territory of a few demon emperor dragons, the overlord of tens of thousands of miles, and no one dared to provoke it, but at this time, those domineering dragons poked their heads out of the fog of the mountain stream, and the demon blood that they had worked hard to condense swallowed the aura of heaven and earth, and then burned into a long lantern floating in the air.

In the deepest part of the mountain stream, in a thatched hut that shone with a glittering light, there was a triumphant groan with laughter......

"The mountain is not high, but the name of the immortal.

The water is not deep, and if there is a dragon, it will be spiritual.

Si is a burrow, but Wu Dexin.

The moss marks are green, and the grass is green.

There is a lot of talk and laughter, and there is no white ding.

You can tune the piano and read the Golden Sutra.

There is no silk and bamboo, and there is no case.

Nanyang Zhuge Lu, West Shuzi Cloud Pavilion.

The man: What's ugly?"

As soon as the chant fell, someone praised loudly: "What a little bright, but a good article is anticlimactic, who is the 'person' you are talking about?"

"A great sage who says his name, and we are about to be taken away by a great hand from heaven. ”

Zhuge Liang was dressed in white, holding a feather fan, standing in the courtyard of the thatched hut.

He raised his head and smiled: "Yangziyun, I have this Nanyang Zhuge Lu, where is your Xishu Ziyun Pavilion?"