"It's insidious!"

"Whose bad idea is this?"

"Wang Zhengbei, who else can there be!"

"Alas, I originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune, but this time it's over, it's all fucking wasted! I said a few days ago that it would be easy to make money behind Wang Zheng's little ancestor's ass. ”

"You make some money, this is a piece of! My little junior sister who hasn't even held my hand is completely out of play!"

"What the hell do you think he's trying to do? He doesn't want to show us after filming, does he?"

"Well, I'd like to see it even more. The ancestor in the sect gave me a death order, and I had to get a picture stone to go back. ”

"The elders in your sect want to figure out the reasoning, artistic conception and thinking of the Taoist magic power or magic weapon in Shu Mountain, I can understand this, if you do this well, it will be a great achievement!

MD, what about me? Those mothers-in-law in my family make trouble with me every day! I have to watch the legend of the Shushan Swordsman, and they also say that they want to stimulate their cultivation enthusiasm through this.

Isn't it just that I want to see Li Ruofeng, Wang Zheng, and Gao Yun!"

"Then what can you do, of course you choose to forgive them!"

The whole world is scolding Wang Zheng, making Wang Zheng seem to be a heinous villain. But because of such a scolding battle, the legend of Shushan Swordsman has become incredibly popular.

The demand for the Legend of the Swordsmen of Shushan in the entire Northern Region is unprecedentedly strong, and those who are lucky enough to see the Legend of the Swordsmen of Shushan are the first to hide the Shadow Stone as a treasure.

When I meet people, I brag about how shocking the plot picture of the Legend of Shushan Swordsman is, and how many magic weapons and artistic conceptions there are.

In the powerful public opinion effect of the Legend of the Swordsmen of Shushan, the so-called four famous works of the Northern Regions were directly suspended.

Xiang Tianyou completely stopped the legend of Long Aotian in grief and anger.

The little sister in the story of me and the little sister is even more unprofessionally discussing the story of the Shushan Swordsman with the little sister all day long.

The legend of Zhang Daaxe still continued to shoot tepidly, and because the legend of Zhang Daaxe spared no effort to advertise for the swordsmen of Shushan, he gained a wave of goodwill, and he did not pounce so thoroughly.

As for the merry man, it can only be said to be desolate.

In a mountain village with beautiful mountains and rivers, a man dressed as a monk with a beautiful face, but who was definitely not handsome, was surrounded by a group of girls with an angry face.

"TMD, don't shoot, don't shoot!" the man muttered all the time.

"Deng Gongzi, it's human nature to be inferior to Wang's predecessors, there is no need to be so angry. ”

Faced with the man's indignant look, the girls opened their mouths to persuade them.

And it seems that girls are the best medicine in the world for men, and as soon as the girls spoke, the men's mood suddenly improved a lot.

Glancing around, the man's voice was soft, and his eyes seemed to overflow with water, and he said to the girls:

"The Merry Flower Man is a playful work, I can't shoot it, I just don't shoot it. Deng Mou was angry not that Deng was not as good as Wang's predecessors, but that Deng Mou would never have the opportunity to get along with the girls day and night. ”

"Alas. ”

As he spoke, the man sighed deeply, and that look made people feel as distressed as they looked.

Where did the beautiful girls in the mountain village go through such a battle, and immediately a girl grabbed the man's arm and said softly:

"Deng Gongzi doesn't need to be too sad, the sisters are just waiting for Deng Gongzi here. If Deng Gongzi doesn't dislike it, the slave family will also ......"

The girl did not finish her words, for her face was already flushed, and even tears began to appear faintly.

Obviously, the girl had been infected by the atmosphere, immersed in the atmosphere created by the man.

When the man heard this, he stretched out his other hand with a doting face, and gently wiped it on the girl's eyes:

"The tears of my daughter's family are the most precious thing in the world, don't let them be lost like this. ”

"What's the matter, it's not for Deng Gongzi. When the girl heard this, her face blushed even more, but the joy and shyness in her heart diluted the original sorrow.

Seeing the girl burst into tears and laughed, the man seemed to be relieved, looked at the surrounding crowd, the man shook his head, and said with a smile:

"Go ahead, I'll be here and watch you go back. Don't look back at me, I'll bear the melancholy of parting alone. ”

"Deng Gongzi ......"

"Go, don't be that little boy again. ”

"Alas, Deng Gongzi. If you will come back, if you don't marry me......"

I didn't finish the sentence, because the girls saw the eyes of men that I understood and I understood everything.

In the end, they could only turn away in the man's loving eyes.

Of course, they also kept the man's words in mind and did not look back at him.

The road was not far, but the girls walked a long way, but in the end they disappeared into the peaceful mountain village.

At this time, the man suddenly retracted the expression on his face, put the arm that was held in the girl's arms in front of his nose suddenly, and inhaled hard:

"Ahh

At this moment, the man's face is completely lascivious and intoxicated, where is the affectionate look before?

After immersing himself in the lingering fragrance on his arm for a while, the man suddenly gave himself a big mouth, and said to himself with a look of hatred:

"Deng Feng, why are you so useless! Do you want to be a flower thief with ideals, culture and connotation?

This beauty is in front of you, and you can't do it? Do you still have some of the principles of a lewd thief?"

“TMD！”

Deng Feng cursed fiercely: "Don't you have a little loyalty to the ideal principle!"

"How many times?"

"When I was fifteen years old, I peeked at Widow Li in the village, and after being discovered by Widow Li, Widow Li's eyes lit up, and at that time I was actually cowardly?"

"Okay! At that time, I was young and ignorant, so why were you still cowardly when Miss Gao was attracted by your literary talent?

Isn't it a normal rhythm, even after being deceived and protected? The little hands have been pinched, how can they be cowardly again!"

"Okay! Miss Gao is a lady after all, even if she is a flower thief, she can't make her family shameless.

Why did you get scared again when you plucked up the courage to go to the Qinglou last time? The two big beauties who are so good and not clingy are starting to take off there, and I ran away?"

"And this time, I finally got inspiration from Wang Zheng's predecessors and found a new opportunity, I thought I could finally officially embark on the bright road of flower thieves?

Deng Feng, Deng Feng, can you have some interest!"

In the midst of frustration and regret, Deng Feng constantly condemned himself for his failures on the road of flower pickers.

He was desperate to find that as a man who was inspired to become a flower thief and a beautiful man, he was still a chick!

"No! I'm going to make it this time!"

"There must be a lot of young girls in the Three Kingdoms Cultural Conference! This time, I must succeed!"

Immersed in despair for a long time, Deng Feng once again packed up his mood and strengthened the belief in his heart!

Thinking of the girls who were ignorant of the world at the Three Kingdoms Cultural Conference, but who had an extraordinary appreciation for men with extraordinary literary talents, Deng Feng's eyes burst into a burst of light.

At the same time, a lewd smile also hung on his face: "Little beauty, I'm Deng Feng here!"

As he spoke, the aura of Wenhua on Deng Feng's body was vigorous, and the milky white aura of Wenhua turned into small golden characters.

Those small words form a psalm, which is a psalm describing the immortal pilgrimage to the northern underworld.

The psalm seemed to be filled with mystical power, and the small golden characters surrounded Deng Feng and Feng Fei.

Deng Feng's whole person relied on the void and flew quickly in the direction of a nearby big city.

Flying out of thin air with poetry and song as the qi of *** Hua as the bone, such a means is equivalent to the skill of flying the imperial weapon of the cultivator.

It's just that there is no magic weapon to carry it, and whether it is consumption or speed, it is far inferior to that of a cultivator.

But even so, being able to stimulate the power of literature and Taoism in a single movement of his heart is enough to prove that Deng Feng has understood that poem to the bones.

And if he can fly out of thin air, then his cultivation will at least have the strength of the late second-order stage!

At such a young age, in the late stage of the second order of Wendao, it can be said that he is a genius.

It's a pity that he is a genius with three wrong views!