Tianxiang Pavilion.

Hu Yufeng sat on the platform, lightly swept his eyebrows, his face was beautiful, and he looked down at the stage under the clear light. Under the illumination of candlelight, the whole person is like a white jade statue, so beautiful that people are suffocated.

Hu Yufeng lazily half-crouched on the table, and the mature and charming style that inadvertently exuded attracted many greedy and obsessive eyes below, and he couldn't wait to set his eyes on Hu Yufeng's fiery figure. Hu Yufeng felt the gazes below, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking a little disdainful, and a trace of green light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

The next moment, in the invisible sight of ordinary people, I saw that there were wisps of white gas rising downstairs, lingering, like falling bright light, which was the literary aura emanating from the bodies of many scholars downstairs.

Although these literary tones have not yet reached the point of being visible and formally condensed, (that is, the legendary comprehension of literary atmosphere), they should not be underestimated. Just by the gathering of so many literati and the aura emanating from their bodies, they can make ordinary demons and ghosts avoid them.

But Hu Yufeng was not afraid of these, and there was coveting in the depths of his eyes.

"It's really worthy of being a county town, and it's really a prosperous literary style!"

At this time, a slightly cold voice sounded in the pavilion: "Sister, isn't it too risky for us to do this." After all, this is the county town of the human race, and the hidden masters and masters are unknown......"

As the voice sounded, a slender figure walked into the Tianxiang Pavilion. This woman is dressed in a white dress, her skin is like snow, extremely beautiful, her eyes are dark, and her expression is as cold as frost, but she still can't hide a trace of charm from her bones.

"It's okay." Hu Yufeng said lazily, a fine light flashed in her charming eyes. "We have the spells of the Divine Monarch on our bodies, and ordinary martial artists and immortal cultivators can't see through it at all. Only the kind of Confucian who has been poor all his life can see through us...... Hehe, do you think those great Confucians will come here? ”

The cold woman's voice was suffocated, and she said softly after a while: "Then you have to be careful, after all, the strength of the human race is too great...... Sister, it seems that your methods during this period of time have been a little excessive, and it is easy to show your feet. ”

"I know." Hu Yufeng said a little irritably, so that the cold woman didn't say anything more. Immediately, she thought that the other party was her only relative, and finally suppressed the evil fire in her heart, and said to the cold woman with a wry smile: "This is the order of the Divine Monarch, our two sisters are sheltered under the wings of the Divine Monarch, and they are no longer as free and easy as before." ”

The cold woman didn't make a sound, obviously knowing the current situation and had nothing to say.

"Now the only way out for our sisters is to follow the Divine Monarch, and there is no other way." Hu Yufeng stood up and looked downstairs with a hint of hope in his eyes. "The Divine Monarch has promised us that as long as we complete the task, the Divine Monarch will set us free, and will teach us the secrets of divine skills. At that time, the sacrifices of our sisters and people will not be in vain......"

"Huh!"

Hu Yufeng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly found an awe-inspiring upright, pillar-like aura of light came into view, bright light like rain, revealing an astonishing vision. This kind of observation just passed in a flash, and the next moment, Wen Qi automatically counterattacked, only to see a flash of white light on the pillar of light, Hu Yufeng suddenly only felt that his eyes were dark, his eyes were stinging and burning, as if he had been burned by fire, and the two lines of tears fell unconsciously, which made people feel pity for a while.

"This is a reader who truly understands the tone of literature! There is this one man, worthy of a ship full of soldiers. Hu Yufeng's pupils shrank, and a hint of ecstasy flashed in his expression while being vigilant. She looked closely and saw the figure of a teenager appear in front of her. The young man is not very old, and there is still childishness on his face, but his posture is like a pine, solid as a rock, and there is an indescribable calm and majestic aura between his eyebrows.

This person is Qin Yun who was pulled in by Liu Duqiang.

"A real reader?" The cold woman is no better than Hu Yufeng with the magical powers bestowed by the Divine Monarch, although she feels that Qin Yun's temperament is extraordinary, but she never imagined that Qin Yun actually comprehended the literary temperament. In her mind, she couldn't confuse Qin Yun's immature figure with those forty or fifty-year-old scholars in her impression.

"Sister, could it be a mistake? Although I don't understand, as far as I know, it takes at least decades of hard work to comprehend the literary tone. This young man looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, how could he comprehend the temperament. The cold woman said hesitantly.

"That's not wrong, I see it clearly. The tone is like a pillar, and the white light is like rain, which is the vision of comprehending the tone. Hu Yufeng said with some excitement. The fact that the other party can comprehend the literary atmosphere at such an age shows that the other party is not only not simple in family background, but also a real seed of reading and a natural reader. Such a person reads the seed of reading, which is rare to see in a thousand years, and is a person who is very likely to embark on the path of sub-sainthood in the future! ”

"Yasheng!" The cold woman's eyes were round, and her little hand covered her mouth, obviously frightened.

"It's just a possibility." Hu Yufeng had recovered at this time, and her expression gradually turned calm, but the glint in her eyes proved that her heart was not as calm as she appeared on the outside. "Since ancient times, no one has achieved sub-sainthood, but this son will at least be a great master in the future."

Even so, the cold woman still felt shocked, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Qin Yun's figure tightly.

"Qingfeng, you go and invite the future and his friends to come up. Remember, quietly break his friend's spell. Hu Yufeng looked at Qin Yun's figure as if he was looking at a rare treasure, and he was reluctant to leave at all.

"Sister, will that alarm the other party? After all, the other party is a person who has truly comprehended the tone of culture! Hu Qingfeng's experience was a little shallow, and he said with some concern.

"Rest assured, there are also high and low levels of comprehension. If it's that kind of Confucian, I'll pull you as far as you can hide from the moment the other party appears. As for the other party, although he is a reading seed, he is still young after all, and he has just comprehended the literary qi, and he can't see through the spells of you and my sister. Hu Yufeng said confidently.

Hu Qingfeng left with peace of mind.

Liu Du pulled Qin Yunyi into the Tianxiang Pavilion, and suddenly the scene changed greatly. Compared with the obscenity outside, the inside of Tianxiang Pavilion seemed a little elegant, and although the group of people were dull-eyed, they didn't make any 'uncovered assembly' scenes, which made Qin Yun's heart can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If the situation really came to that point, Qin Yun didn't know whether he was going crazy on the spot, or whether he was temporarily blending in to deceive the other party. It's easy for him to do it alone, although he has no cultivation now, Qin Yun still has a certain amount of self-preservation. But now there is one more Liu Du, which makes Qin Yun restrain his hands and feet, and at the same time, he also has a lot of scruples.