Feng Ya is an absolute admirer of the Xuanyuan body.

He has also copied countless times, and he still insists on it, because he dreams of one day being able to write Xuanyuan fonts that can be faked and real.

However, his goal has not yet been achieved.

But at this moment, when he looked at Long Yutian's words, it was as if he had seen the authentic handiwork of the Xuanyuan body that had been handed down thousands of years ago.

It's not that it's true, it's like it's true.

Feng Ya stood up involuntarily, carefully holding the word written by Long Yutian with both hands, and her eyes unconsciously revealed a strange brilliance.

It's incredible!

How did this kid do it?

Feng Ya was surprised, envious, and a trace of inexplicable jealousy......

Feng Qi stood on the side of the bookcase, looking a little confused, the master didn't hurry up to measure the words and then send this difficult god, but holding the words written by Long Yutian, his eyes lit up, what does this mean?

He couldn't help but glance at the rice paper, but saw that on the white rice paper, the word "wine" was written on the dragons and phoenixes.

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart.

This Long Yutian, he really didn't take their Fengyuan in his eyes, he pretended to enter Fengyuan in the name of divination, and asked him to write a word at will, and he actually wrote Xiaojiu'er's name straightforwardly.

It's not clear, is he here for the little wine?

Could it be that Master was so angry when he saw this word, so he became so strange?

However, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see that the master was angry, but seemed to be oversurprised......

Feng Qi couldn't help but reminded aloud: "Master, Commander Long is still waiting for you......"

Feng Qi's words made Feng Ya, who was immersed in admiration and envy, suddenly sober up.

He immediately stiffened his face, coughed lowly, sat back down, and carefully looked at the word "wine" on the rice paper.

I just just admired the font, so I ignored this word.

Seeing it clearly at this moment, Feng Ya couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it was really Sima Zhao's heart......

"Wine, that's a good word!" Feng Ya said with a smile, "Coincidentally, my little Liu'er's name is also this word." ”

Saying that, Feng Ya pretended to glance at Long Yutian inadvertently, thinking that only you would pretend to be stupid?

Long Yutian also glanced at him, thinking to himself, of course I know that your little Liu'er has this word in his name, otherwise how could I write this word?

Thinking in his heart, Long Yutian raised the corners of his mouth lightly, "Oh? Is it? It's really a coincidence, it seems that I have some fate with this little apprentice newly acquired by my husband, sir, do you say yes? ”

It's a fart!

Feng Qi on the side couldn't help but roll his eyes, but he couldn't help but be even more puzzled in his heart.

What the hell is this guy's idea? Since he has recognized Xiao Jiu'er as his fiancée who "fell into the water and died" three years ago, why didn't he just pick it up and take Xiao Jiu'er away and send it back to Bao's house?

At this time, Feng Ya seemed to be studying that word carefully, but in fact, she was also secretly thinking about this problem.

However, he couldn't figure out why Long Yutian didn't immediately reveal Fengjiu's identity.

Puzzled, Feng Ya decided not to think about it for the time being, no matter what he wanted to do, anyway, Xiao Liu'er was not in Fengyuan, and he should almost go to Jiangnan at this time, so he should deal with this kid first......

Thinking of this, Feng Ya bent the index finger of her right hand, tapped it lightly on the table, then raised her head to stare at Long Yutian, and said slowly: "Ah Yu, what do you want to measure?" ”