Mu Bingyue raised his eyebrows and looked at him, just now when he discussed the time of the game, he obstructed him a lot, what tricks did he come up with this time?

Under Mu Bingyue's gaze, Xuanyuan Yi said slowly: ". ＥＴ”

When Mu Bingyue wanted to defend herself, Nangong Chen unexpectedly complied with Xuanyuan Yi's intentions, "That is, the girl has been divided into three parts, how about we draw lots?" ”

Seeing the haze in her ruthless eyes, Mu Bingyue noticed that something was wrong, and before she had time to think deeply, the Empress Dowager on the side had ordered the guards to make bamboo sticks and send them over.

couldn't Mu Bingyue only obeyed, and the three of them quickly drew lots and got a 'test question'.

Looking at the eyebrows raised by several people almost at the same time, Mu Bingyue's tight eyebrows relaxed.

The time is still half a pillar of incense, Mu Bingyue looked at the back of the scroll held by several people, and knew that Nangong Chen had chosen the most difficult volume this time, the Temple in the Painting.

The scroll was a half-finished product that she had made in advance, a stretch of mountains, above which were endless clouds, below which were flowers growing on the slopes, and a clear lake that stretched across most of the field.

The whole painting does not leave a single blank space, but it requires him to draw the temple on it, and it must be integrated with the whole painting, without appearing abrupt, which can be called the most difficult.

Although he had heard that Nangong Chen's painter was the most powerful one in Quan Chiyan, Mu Bingyue was still confident that in such a short period of time, he should not be able to think of a solution.

But there was a pity in her heart that the most difficult painting did not fall into the hands of that person.

Sweeping his eyes, he saw that the remaining two were showing down the scroll in their hands with black faces.

The two white scrolls were incomparably long, because the previous few people were all pretending to be gentlemen, and they didn't even look at it when Mu Bingyue was preparing, and just saw Nangong Chen, who was in the middle of them, get the inscription scroll that was obviously more than one circle of them, and the two of them felt uncomfortable in their hearts, and the paper scroll in their hands that was more than twice as fat as others still didn't stretch to their heads and couldn't help but have a black face.

Even the Queen Mother, who was sitting in a high position, was shocked in her heart.

This little woman impressed her before, but I don't know what kind of crooked problem came out at this time?!

Seeing that Nangong Chen laid out the title paper, the pen was in the air for a long time, and her handsome eyebrows were folded tightly, she couldn't help but glance at Mu Bingyue, who was standing quietly, but there was a terrifying wave in her heart.

can make Chen'er at a loss, and I'm afraid that it will be really difficult to make a pen.

In a hurry, she swept to the other two people who had just spread out the question paper, and stared at each other.

Mu Bingyue looked at the length of the scroll in the hands of the two, and knew that it was the nine-foot Guanyin in the ruthless hand.

Nine-foot Guanyin, title, drawing a nine-foot person with five-foot drawing paper. It's not hard to say, but it's not easy to say.

Mu Bingyue looked at the other one with heavy eyebrows, and saw that Xuanyuan Yi immediately picked up the pen after unfolding it, and Mu Bingyue's heart couldn't help but hang.

These questions are not some eternal mystery, and she doesn't expect to be able to stump them, but she can only meet them with no way out, and what makes her desperate is only the pitiful amount of time.

Seeing Xuanyuan Yi lifting the pen, she was in a hurry, Mu Bingyue's heart was hard to pull up, just when her face was pale, and she saw that Xuanyuan Yi continued to write down, so she breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and secretly blamed herself for being too nervous.

Sima Han couldn't help but squint when he saw it. Could it be that it is so difficult that his master draws the easiest?!

Xuanyuan Yi didn't notice this, and he was in a hurry, but he didn't even have time to scold in his heart.

This Red Flame can't compete with him, and since he came to Red Flame, he hasn't had a day of disobedience.

Let him write 10,000 words in such a short time, when he is a god?!

At this time, except for Xuanyuan Yi, who was in a hurry to write, the other two were still standing there without a clue, and the two of them were also shocked when they saw Xuanyuan Yi start writing, but they saw that his single action continued, and it seemed that the time was not enough, so they knew that it was not that simple, so they put their minds down and concentrated on studying their own problems.

Mu Bingyue looked sideways at the timekeeping funnel, and once again sighed that today was slower than a year.

After a short while, Nangong Chen moved, and seeing that he was confident, Mu Bingyue stood up with a rare calm.

After a while, Ruthless also moved, but Mu Bingyue couldn't say what she felt in her heart, and sat down slowly, her eyes only glanced at Nangong Chen and Ruthless.

There was no trace at that glance, but it sounded the alarm in the heart of Sima Han, who had been paying attention to her behavior.

Seeing that there was only a handful left in the funnel, and Xuanyuan Yi seemed to have a large length that had not been done, in a flash of light, he remembered that Mu Bingyue became nervous when Xuanyuan Yi only wrote a few words, and then saw that when Xuanyuan Yi continued to write, he relaxed again.

"Uh-huh......" Sima Han cleared his throat.

Xuanyuan Yi, who was buried in the case, seemed to be unconscious.

"Uh-huh......" Xuanyuan Yi coughed loudly.

Xuanyuan Yi looked at him, but with one hand still mechanically drawing a bar on the paper.

Mu Bingyue also looked at Sima Han suspiciously.

At this time, Sima Han ignored all the eyes around him, looked at Xuanyuan Yi from afar, stretched out a hand, and bent back two fingers in turn.

Xuanyuan Yi didn't know why, but Mu Bingyue's face darkened for the first time, this person hadn't seen the subject, how could he know that the answer was only three words, although he was extremely demonic, but could he still become a sperm?

Seeing that Xuanyuan Yi was stunned and saw Sima Han open his mouth to speak, Mu Bingyue blocked on the side, "Don't make a sound, otherwise you will be eliminated from the reference qualification." ”

Although the rest of the people were puzzled by Sima Han's various actions, when they saw Mu Bingyue's reaction, they immediately knew that something was wrong and spoke out to stop them.

Seeing what Sima Han was thinking, Mu Bingyue said again: "The little woman really didn't say that she was not allowed to help, but since she was in the land of Red Flame, she had to follow the rules known to the Red Flame people. ”

Over there, Nangong Chen and Ruthless had stopped writing, seeing that the sand was about to leak out, Xuanyuan Yi, who knew that he could no longer finish it, couldn't help but ruthlessly pick up Sima Han, but after thinking about it, Sima Han was not a reckless person, and he would not disturb him at this critical moment, and he couldn't help but think of the way he was holding his hand in his mind.

Obsidian-like eyes lit up, and Xuanyuan Yi brushed several strokes on the paper like lightning.

Mu Bingyue's heart couldn't help but tighten when she saw it, and she turned her eyes to look at the hourglass, but saw that it had just been leaked.

The hall was full of amazement! Both of these times are thrilling!

Looking at the person who couldn't hide her smile, Mu Bingyue's heart sank, she really didn't expect that the three people who had never been in contact with sharp turns in ancient times would get out of the misunderstanding so quickly, and they all completed it before the time was up.

Mu Bingyue didn't know that if it weren't for the wonderful show skills before, the three of them would not have opened their minds so quickly.

Mu Bingyue was silent, and under the repeated urging of the crowd, she first came to Xuanyuan Yi on the far right.

This move made Nangong Chen's happy expression suddenly closed, but Sima Han, who was still smiling before, was also closed.

This woman's heart is most displeasing to his master!

Sima Han thought in his heart, and the corners of his mouth pursed coldly, and he glanced at the ruthlessness on Nangong Chen's right.

It seems that she has to leave her own way back.

The evil general saw Sima Han's sneer on the side, and the evil smile whispered: "What? Didn't you say you didn't want that woman to fall into the hands of your master? ”

"Only what you can't get will make you a demon." At that time, he didn't know that she was so good, and he underestimated her weight in his heart.

The evil general hears this unbelieving pout.

Sima Han saw it but did not argue.

Mu Bingyue looked down and saw that the three words '10,000 words' that were particularly prominent fell horizontally on the three-foot-long white canvas, and the three words on the paper were unbridled and wanton, galloping freely, showing that the author was in a happy mood.

It seems that this manuscript paper that is taller than a person did not mislead the person, Mu Bingyue saw that he completed it accurately, regardless of winning or losing, and hurriedly walked to Nangong Chen in the middle.

She swept over the monks who were obviously extra on the painting to wash and draw water, and the pilgrims who were carrying incense candles in the mountains, and then under the instructions of Nangong Chen, she saw the eaves of the temple hidden in the mountains and clouds.

Although there are only a few figures added to the painting, there are thousands of hidden fronts, there are hidden fronts, there are lifting fronts, and several elements of the abrupt insertion of many changing brushstrokes are harmonious and mixed into one.

Those corners of the temple eaves are even more miraculous, and Mu Bingyue can only sigh that they complement each other, at this time, she can't say in her heart that Nangong Chen won this game, whether she is worried or happy.

With an incomparably heavy step, Mu Bingyue walked towards the ruthlessness without a trace of expression on her face, and hurriedly glanced at the five-foot bodhisattva who bent down to help the mortals, and knew that several of them had won.

After Mu Bingyue announced the results in the hall, there was an uproar, but the three of them won together first, and at this time, it was also to check the questions of several people.

"In the ......" "In the ......"

Suggestions arose, and Mu Bingyue's eyes sank.

She really didn't expect the current result, seeing the expressions of the crowd, she knew that she had no other way today, and her eyes swept over the silent Queen Mother, so she had to speak: "Okay." In the race. ”

When everyone saw Mu Bingyue speak, they all fell silent.

Mu Bingyue looked around and said, "I will use this house as the theme, and no one is allowed to help during this period......"

As he spoke, he glanced at Sima Han meaningfully, and then said, "In my count, no matter what kind of stuff is used, this room must be filled. ”

"Ten ......" and "How can it be ......" are all discussed.

Without giving everyone a chance to refute and obstruct, Mu Bingyue simply counted it neatly, "Ten ......"

This ruthless first action, I saw him take off the black armor on his body, and the black coat covered the only two windows in the hall, and the room fell into darkness for a moment.

The darkness in front of them was extremely short-lived, and everyone was stunned, and the room quickly returned to light.

The crowd swept towards the fire that was burning in Nangong Chen's hand.

The two of the "four ......" moved fast enough, but the counting was also coming to an end, and only Xuanyuan Yi had not moved at this time.

"Boom...... Boom ......" Before everyone had time to come back to their senses and worry, two booms sounded in the hall one after another.

There was no pause, and the successive sounds made Mu Bingyue's second never have a chance to shout again.

I saw that the wooden window in the hall was still hung with two ruthless clothes, and was shaken out by Xuanyuan Yi with one foot and one hand, and then smashed to the ground with a crackle, suggesting the weight of the man's shot just now.

There was an eerie silence in the hall again.

Three games in a row, three people won one after another, what a coincidence!

Everyone muttered in their hearts.

Could it be that she wants to marry this fairy-like woman, even at the level of a heavenly king, she has to pass five levels and kill six generals?!

Or should this flower that fell to the dust by mistake not fall in the emperor's house?