All the people in the audience, without exception, were shocked by the words of the fierce king.

Even the people of the Confucian Saint and the Six Great Yasheng families felt incredible when they heard this.

It was the business of a half-holy family.

Zong Wude muttered, "How did the Fierce Monarch become a Crazy Monarch?"

Li Fanming's eyes widened in the audience, it was hard to imagine that the fierce monarch would say this, and it was even more difficult to imagine that Fang Yun was worthy of the fierce monarch to say this!

The rabbit who had been sleeping was already awake, standing upright, looking at Fang Yun, looking at the fierce king, turning his head back and forth at the two people, as if asking: What is the situation?

The wolf demon marquis beside the fierce monarch blinked his eyes several times, and the ferocious intent dissipated, replaced by confusion.

The people of the Meng family are the most surprised, since the fierce monarch began to emerge, the Meng family is thriving, and there is a tendency to restore the glory of the past or even surpass, they now have blind trust in the fierce monarch, but even so, they can't understand the fierce monarch's approach.

Some of the guests suddenly stared at the Fierce King with great seriousness.

"This time, he's right. A great Confucian said slowly.

Fang Yun didn't seem to be able to guess the fierce king's intentions at all, and said, "Do you want to exchange these great joys for my next Mid-Autumn Festival poems?"

At the moment when Fang Yun opened his mouth, the master of ceremonies quickly took out a amplified conch from his arms and put it in front of Fang Yun, after Fang Yun's voice entered the amplified conch, it consumed the talent of the master of ceremonies, forming the sound of spring thunder in the tongue and spreading throughout the audience.

The originally tense atmosphere eased slightly, and everyone looked at the fierce king, waiting for his reply.

The fierce monarch said slowly: "As long as you are willing to join my Meng family and marry the woman of my Meng family as your wife, you will have what the Meng family has!"

"The fierce monarch said with a smile, I am engaged to Sister Yuhuan, and I will be officially married soon after. The smile on Fang Yun's face disappeared.

The Fierce One snorted softly. Showing disdain, he said: "What can a mere child bride bring you? My Meng family's woman's dowry is a family! What is your child daughter-in-law? Beautiful? Within ten countries, there are many people who are more beautiful than her, do you want a hundred or a thousand? I will let people choose! How can she compare with my Meng family's woman? To be a concubine is already to promote her!"

Fang Yunhe asked kindly, "Last year, could the woman of your Meng family send me a bowl of medicinal soup?"

The fierce king was silent and did not answer.

"Two years ago, could you hand me an egg?"

There was silence.

"Three years ago, the woman of your Meng family could cook a bowl of porridge for me?"

"Four years ago. Can you wash a piece of clothing for me?"

Fang Yun continued to talk year after year, and said coldly: "This can't be done, how can you compare with Sister Yuhuan? ”

"Oh, so you can give up the holy way for the sake of a mere child daughter-in-law?" the fierce king's chest rose and fell slightly, but his tone was still calm.

Fang Yun stared at the fierce monarch and said firmly: "The holy path of our Fang Yun. I'll take it myself, I don't need Sister Yuhuan to exchange it, and your Meng family won't be able to give me the Holy Dao! Your entire Meng family is not as good as my Sister Yuhuan's bowl of medicinal soup. ”

The Fierce Monarch slowly straightened up. The eyes like an eagle and a wolf stared at Fang Yun, and his right hand pressed on the armrest of Wuhou Che, and said sharply: "Fang Yun, I value you so much." I didn't expect you to insult my Meng family so much!"

"It's you who think too highly of the Meng family and yourself. Fang Yun said indifferently.

"Good, good, good, good, right, the erector insults my family, then I will not die! The day the holy ruins end. That's when the news of your death spreads to the world!" a strange blood-colored color appeared in the eyes of the fierce king, and the blood-colored meteor was no longer fleeting, as if it was constantly circling his eyes.

Fang Yun's eyes were cold, and he said, "Don't bother with the fierce monarch, on the day the holy ruins end, I will be able to return safely." Since the fierce monarch said that he will fight with me to the death, then dare to wait for me to become a Hanlin and have a life-and-death literary battle with you?"

"No, you won't have a chance to become a Hanlin, and I will never give you this opportunity, even if you come out of the holy ruins alive!" the fierce monarch suddenly smiled lightly, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, and his eyes were full of blood.

The four Wenbao pens on Wuhou's car suddenly moved, knocking on the inner wall of the pen holder, making a knocking sound, and the ink inkstone suddenly rose and fell, knocking on the desktop.

The intention to kill is in the heart, and the pen and ink are seeking to fight!

Liu Zizhi in the crowd smiled excitedly, with the words of the fierce king, Fang Yun would definitely die, and the Liu family would be safe.

Li Wenying stood up suddenly and said, "Listen to the meaning of the fierce king, is he going to kill me Jingguo Fangyun?"

The fierce monarch said: "I only said that Fang Yun would die, how could I have said that I would kill him with my own hands? How could I, Menglin Hall, not even understand such rules? The Eastern Sage Lord is sitting in the Holy Courtyard, how can I let him kill him!"

"Oh, the day Fang Yun dies is the time when I destroy the murderer of the ten clans!" Li Wenying said.

"Even if you become a great Confucian, you can't do it!"

"I know how to kill as many as I can. Li Wenying said and sat down and drank slowly.

A person not far away said with a smile: "Brother Wen Ying hasn't seen him for many days, and his talent is becoming more and more condensed. I don't like to fight and kill, I just completed a "Three Barbarian Expedition Map" a few days ago, and sent it to the house in a few days. ”

Everyone looked at the painter of one of the four great talents of the previous generation of Lu, he was a scholar, and he could only paint the demon king war painting at the same level as himself, but he painted the realm of the Tao very deeply, and he could draw a more powerful demon king, so the "Three Barbarian Expedition Map" is very likely to be the army led by the three great demon kings.

"Brother Xie, Wu. Li Wenying raised his glass to the painter.

How do you know that the painter took out a scroll of paintings and threw it to Fang Yun, and said: "This is the work of my early years of practicing brushwork, it is useless to keep it, you can watch it." Your three-sided theory of yin and yang has won my heart, so don't refuse. ”

Countless people's eyes are shining, Fang Yun must get the war painting of the painter, even if it is made by the painter in his early years, it is also the best of the best, the painter has entered the three realms of painting a few years ago, and is impacting the four realms of painting, and it is very likely to become the first master to enter the five realms of painting in his lifetime.

Fang Yun received the scroll into Hanhu Beizhong and said, "Thank you for the gift." ”

Suddenly, a book flew towards Fang Yun, and Fang Yun looked in the direction where the book flew from one after another.

The person who threw the book was Shi Jun, who had been to the Yuhai Academy that day.

Shi Jun nodded and said, "This is the "Historical Records" that I personally copied a few days ago, and I will give it to you as a send-off." ”

Fang Yun was about to say thank you, when two books flew from the seat of the Bing Saint Family, and Fang Yun didn't have time to thank Shijun, so he hurriedly caught them.

The old man who threw the book said: "This is the "Art of War" and "The Art of War" that I copied back then. ”

"I picked up an ink ingot a few days ago, so I'll give it to you. "Yesterday, the Confucian scholar who presided over the Mid-Autumn Festival in Confucius City threw out an ink ingot, and the ink ingot flew in the air with a slight dragon roar, and the blood-colored lines on the surface of the ink ingot were like dragon patterns.

Fang Yun has Li Wenying's dragon blood ink ingot, which is made of the dragon blood of the demon king, and this ink ingot is even better, it must be made of the dragon blood of the great demon king.

"Our public loser is good at doing some small things, this clairvoyant mirror will be given to you as your big wedding gift!"

A Wenbao clairvoyant mirror flew from the seat of the Luban family, Fang Yun reached out to catch it, and put it in Hanhu Bei.

"I heard that you have also made a slight achievement in the piano road, this is the "Guangling San" written by the great Confucian Ji Kang, I am reluctant to give it to you, I will lend you three years!" A wooden box flew towards Fang Yun.

Fang Yun caught it, remembering the man.

Then, several things flew up one after another.

Fang Yun was moved in his heart, he didn't expect that he was hostile to the people of the Demi-Saint Family, and there were so many people to help him. It is true that some of these people hate the murderous king, but doing this in front of the murderous monarch is definitely not just disgust, there must be a righteous heart.

Fang Yun, who was originally at a disadvantage in the situation, was like a rainbow at the moment, and many people even saw their blood boiling, but they didn't have enough money, so from time to time someone shouted hello, or praised Fang Yun, not afraid of the presence of the fierce monarch.

At this moment, no one directly accuses the murderer, but everyone can see what Qianfu is pointing at, and everyone can hear the scolding of everyone!

Countless people have the same thought: the fierce monarch actually wants to kill the genius of the human race, it is unforgivable!

More and more people are angry at the fierce king, and an invisible heroic righteousness emerges in everyone's heart.

Suddenly, a young scholar scolded: "Shameless murderer, scum of the human race!"

No one responded, and after a few breaths, someone suddenly said: "Good scolding! If the fierce king kills Fang Yun, everyone will be punished!"

"I'm waiting for the people of Kong City to bathe in the kindness of Kong Sheng, how can I be afraid of such a small night!

"Shameless!"

"Despicable!"

At first, there were not many people shouting, but soon more and more people shouted, forming wave after wave of shouting.

There is a huge force condensing in the sky above Kong City, and all those who dare to resist this force will be crushed.

United, thousands of people!

Liu Zizhi's smile froze on his face, and even showed a look of horror.

The faces of the Meng family are as black as the bottom of a pot, many people hate to die headlong, and the dignified half-saint family was actually pointed out by thousands of people, and even Meng Sheng had never encountered it back then.

Even if his heart is as firm as a fierce king, he gritted his teeth at this moment, clutching the handrail with both hands, and the anger in his chest could almost burn the dragon scale armor on his body.

At this moment, the courage of the fierce monarch became slightly blurred, not as crystal clear as before, as if dust had fallen on it.

"Incite the people to kill me with a thousand fingers, and I will kill you!" the fierce king roared in his heart.

Shi Jun took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and "muttered" with his tongue while writing: "The Ten Kingdoms Holy Ruins Literary Meeting actually happened to be pointed out by thousands of people, and it will definitely go down in history." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more happy, and the Meng family was even more desperate.

Li Fanming couldn't help but slam the table, startling the big rabbit, and the people on the side also looked at him.

Li Fanming explained: "Shi Jun had already served in the 'Academy of History' a few days ago and had obtained the title of 'pen official', and since he had recorded this matter, then the history books of the Ten Kingdoms in later generations must not fail to include this matter, and it is a full history of faith! Not to mention the semi-saint family, even a higher family cannot be erased. ”

"I see!" said many with happy faces. (To be continued......)