Qin Yuan Spring, I am the only one!

This title alone is already full of overflowing domineering!

Everyone watching around gasped, and even Ye Feihong lifted his heart violently, holding his breath, waiting to see what kind of words Hong Xiaobao would write next.

Hong Xiaobao groaned slightly, picked up the pen, and quickly finished writing, Zuo Shixian waited for this paragraph to be written, and came out with a long groan-

"Magnificent mountains and rivers, purple and red, vast and styl. In the first sentence, Zuo Shixian's true qi erupted around him, condensing into a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers in the huge Xuanyang Palace. There are mountains and rivers in the picture. The mountains are red all over, and the rivers are flowing.

"Angry Ma Yunyang humiliated, plundered the islands, disgraced the country of Chijing, and trampled on the country. "In the second sentence, the whole body is full of true anger and riots, the rivers and mountains are shaken, and on some islands in the distance, the flames of war are raging, which is exactly the picture of Yunyang County on the coast of Chiyun Country being plundered by the people in the four demon caves. Soon, the picture turned, and it turned out to be in the palace of Chiyun Kingdom, and it was at this moment that Ye Feihong came to force the palace.

Hong Xiaobao worked hard to write, and soon, the third and fourth sentences jumped on the paper.

"Before the snow is revenged, a new hatred is added, and I want to swing the knife to level the projectile. The three armies roared, deterred the clown, who dared to say more. The mighty murderous aura spread, and the million-strong army lined up in front, vowing to set foot on the demon gate that invaded and plundered back then. The three armies roared together, and the wind and clouds changed!

Just in the first half of the run, Zuo Shixian felt that there were signs of an explosion of true qi in his body, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he took a deep breath to stabilize his mind.

The needle drop can be heard in the entire Xuanyang Palace.

Even the Qingqing and Qingqing in the trees outside held their breath, just waiting for the latter half of the dragon to appear.

Hong Xiaobao picked up the pen, frowned and thought for a moment, and worked hard to write!

"Gao Zhanyao pointed to a thousand sails, and the thieves who protected the treasure island were frightened. Zuo Shixian paused slightly, and immediately groaned loudly. After this sentence was sung, the three armies in the image lined up, strangled all the fierce demons, and the blood flowed like a river.

"Seeing the opening of the emperor's Yuanjing, turning around and snowing, the sky and clouds are forever, and the clouds are passing by. "Kaihuang Yuanjing, referring to Hong Yuanjing, the founding emperor of Chiyun Kingdom, is also a generation of Tianjiao. Tianyun Yongle refers to Hong Tianyun, the second emperor of the Chiyun Kingdom, who created the prosperous era of Yongle, and was a Ming monarch who has been famous for thousands of years.

As soon as these two sentences were written, everyone around them brushed up on a breath of cold air.

Hong Xiaobao's sentence means that the glory of the past has passed after all, and it has not had much impact now.

How will he write what will follow?

"It seems that the real meaning of the end is about to come out. Qingqing sighed lightly and said, "This Hong Xiaobao, my ambition is not small. ”

"Well, there are the last two sentences, it depends on how he writes them. The sword servant nodded in agreement.

This time, Hong Xiaobao paused for a stick of incense for about a moment before he finally put down his pen and wrote down the last two sentences-

"Work hard, only respect the universe, smile and knock on the face. The blood of the nation, casting red clouds like iron, is prosperous and prosperous!"

When you're done, put it away.

Zuo Shixian's true qi was suddenly uncontrollable, and he burst out violently, circling in the Xuanyang Palace, a rain of light, and fairies scattered flowers. The injuries he had suffered before healed in an instant, and there were faint signs of improvement in his realm.

Hong Wenqing gasped, read the last two sentences again, and said loudly: "Okay! Well written! Work hard, respect the world, smile and knock on the face." The blood of the nation casts red clouds like iron, and it is prosperous to the sky! As long as my family Bao'er has this ambition, why dare anyone dare to come to my Chiyun country to spread wildness!"

These two sentences are domineering at a glance, especially with Hong Xiaobao's cleverness and peerlessness, no one dares to say that he is a fool's dream.

"Brother Xiaobao......" Yun Caixiao smiled sweetly, and said softly: "I know that Brother Xiaobao is the most powerful! My sweetheart must be a hero of the world, I am not mistaken, I am not mistaken!"

Even Qingqing on the big tree outside was stunned by the last two words, and after a while, he exclaimed: "What a domineering two sentences." Work hard, only respect the universe, smile and accept all directions. The blood of the nation casts red clouds like iron, and it is prosperous to the sky! As soon as these two words come out, I am afraid that the head of the Holy Son School Palace will come to know about it, right?"

Sure enough, as soon as Qingqing finished saying this, there was a sudden surge in the sky, and an invisible force rushed straight into the sky from the top of the Xuanyang Palace, clearing the clouds, and at the same time, a low long whistle came from the Chijing City.

The voice came from far and near, and in a moment, it was close to me.

"Holy Son Academy Palace Sect Master Fang Xinghan? he actually came in person?" The sword servant was obviously taken aback, and then frowned and said, "Miss, if Fang Xinghan comes, we are afraid that we will not be able to hide it from him." ”

"Well, indeed," Qingqing nodded, and then smiled: "But forgive him for not daring to do anything, let's see ours." "Things have come to this point, this mysterious little girl is Qingqing, obviously reluctant to leave.

Soon, a middle-aged man in a white robe with three locks of long beard and fairy wind bones stepped on the roof and rushed over like lightning.

He has a kind of arrogance that looks down on the world, but it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

When the man arrived outside the Xuanyang Palace, he first said "Huh", then looked at the big tree where Qingqing and the two were hiding, frowned, and suddenly seemed to have found something, the pupils of his eyes closed suddenly, and then he turned around decisively and strode into the Xuanyang Palace.

As soon as he entered the store, Zuo Shixian hurriedly greeted him and said respectfully: "Zhangjiao, you have arrived." ”

"Well, I heard that you were injured and came as soon as I arrived, and I received the Wen Qi Transmission Order released by you, and I think there must be a good article coming out. Fang Xinghan, the head of the Holy Son Academy, only glanced at everyone present casually, and even Hong Wenqing, the master, didn't say hello, so he went straight to the poem written by Hong Xiaobao.

Picking up the rice paper carefully, Fang Xinghan carefully spelled it from beginning to end, the more he read, the brighter his eyes became, he read it three times in a row, and then praised it loudly: "Good words! Good words! Who made this word?!"

"Hehe, I wrote it," Hong Xiaobao didn't care that the person in front of him was the head of the Holy Son Academy, and his usual hippie smile said, "Not bad?"

"Not bad, quite good!" Fang Xinghan looked Hong Xiaobao up and down, touched his beard with satisfaction, and suddenly asked, "His Royal Highness the little prince, does he have a teacher?"

"No," Hong Xiaobao shook his head decisively.

"Then how about worshipping my disciples?" Hearing that Hong Xiaobao had not yet been a teacher, Fang Xinghan was obviously a little excited, and said hurriedly: "If the little brother is willing, I will accept you as my personal disciple, okay?"

The personal disciple of Fang Xinghan, the head of the Holy Son Academy!

What's that concept?

Once Hong Xiaobao nodded, not to mention that Ye Feihong wanted to force Yun Caixiao to withdraw from the marriage, I am afraid that even if he wanted to have a relationship with Hong Xiaobao at that time, he would have to be taught by Lei Yin Pavilion! After all, it is good to enjoy the shade with his back against a big tree, and Ye Jinning's backstage is his father Ye Feihong, who is just an elder of Lei Yin Pavilion. And Hong Xiaobao's backstage is the Supreme Sect of the Holy Son Academy, which is not a concept at all.

Originally, this was indeed a flying fortune, and anyone would agree on the spot if they were afraid, but they didn't want to, Hong Xiaobao shook his head decisively, and replied without thinking about it: "Not good!"

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