1 Two heads. Ji Haoyue, www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion, was a smart person, and immediately understood who Tang Feng was referring to, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, senior, it's a trivial matter." ”

Tang Feng took a sip, smiled silently, and returned to the banquet.

Liu Chuanzhi didn't know the real situation yet, and Wang Yan was sneering: "Brother Hua, it's too unwise for you to make enemies with us for the sake of an ordinary person." ”

"Hehe, Tang Feng, just a mortal, Brother Hua has a good heart, but Brother Haoyue is firm-hearted, and he will definitely not allow a mortal to cross the line. Liu Changzhi was in a happy mood.

The two sang and harmonized, their eyes were full of mockery, and their eyes looked at Tang Feng coldly, as if Tang Feng was already based on a dead corpse.

Ji Haoyue also returned to the banquet at this time, and the two Liu Wang hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother Haoyue is very bright, I believe that a mortal will definitely not be allowed to ......."

It's just that before the words were finished, Ji Haoyue snorted coldly: "Shut up, ignorant people, it's really a disappointment!"

Liu Changzhi and Wang Yan were stunned, why did Ji Haoyue's attitude change?

Hua Yunfei looked at Tang Feng, who was smiling lightly, and secretly said that he was really a senior, and even Ji Haoyue, who was a god, could be cleaned up and admired.

The rest of the young men also became more and more in awe of Tang Feng, and looked at Liu Wang and the others with pity who had not yet figured out the situation.

"You regard human life as a mustard, it can be seen that the Dao heart has fallen into the devil, and today I will eliminate the harm for the Dao system of the world. ”

Ji Haoyue said coldly, but a bright moon had already risen from behind him, accompanied by the sound of waves whistling.

Vision, the moon rises in the sea.

"It's just a humble mortal, Brother Haoyue, you can't ......" Wang Yan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him when he was dying, but he looked at Tang Feng's eyes with extreme resentment.

Rumble.

The bright moon turned, and the two Liu Wang instantly turned into ashes.

Tang Feng watched all this calmly, without any waves in his heart. These two people despise human life and should have been killed.

"Haoyue is here, a glass to Brother Tang. ”

Ji Haoyue's sleeve robe was flicked, and the dust turned into by the two Liu Wang suddenly dispersed with the wind, and many people present were shocked, and then when they thought of Ji Haoyue's attitude towards Tang Feng, they couldn't help but respect Tang Feng to the extreme.

"You're welcome, it's an honor for Tang Feng to be here to drink with you. ”

Tang Feng got up, his left hand behind him, his right hand held the wine bottle high, and his white clothes fluttered lightly, and there seemed to be an immortal aura circulating!

"Drop, the reward is over, the return channel is built, and the return journey is about to begin. “

The mechanical sound of the system sounded, Tang Feng felt a little sorry, but he was not depressed, he only hoped that he would have another chance to come to this world, and he would personally protect An Miaoyi, and take An Miaoyi to see the prosperity of the world.

The white light flashed, and Tang Feng disappeared.

"This ...... Sure enough, it's the power of the seniors!"

Hua Yunfei, Ji Haoyue and a group of heroes were shocked, Ye Fan and Ji Haoyue were also shocked, guessing whether Tang Feng was really an immortal?

It's a pity that Tang Feng has returned to the house and can't pretend to be another wave.

"Hopefully there's a chance. ”

Tang Feng sighed lightly, An Miaoyi's ending in the original book was too bleak, tugging at the heartstrings of many readers, and now that he has this ability, he must change this tragedy and promise An Miaoyi a splendid life.

After resting for a while, when Tang Feng pushed the door out again, it was already noon the next day.

"Hey, is it so lively?"

Seeing that the maids and servants up and down the Lianghuang Palace were busy, and the palace was also dressed up a little solemn and solemn, Tang Feng couldn't help but be a little puzzled, what day is this coming?

"Yo, Your Royal Highness, you can be regarded as showing up, the door has been locked, I thought that the golden house was busy. ”

Xue Wenjin's lupine scarf revealed more and more bookish aura, but his gaze at Tang Feng was very cold.

"Your Royal Highness, go and play with those warblers and Yanyan, today is the day of the Chongyang Festival to worship the ancestors, and I don't have time to play with you. ”

Xue Wenjin sneered, and between the shaking of the folding fan, he staggered with Tang Feng.

It's just that when he and Tang Feng's body were staggered, Xue Wenjin teased:

"Your Royal Highness, you are ascending today, but it is very lively on Fuyao Mountain, if you are interested, you can also go and have fun. ”

Tang Feng frowned, looking at Xue Wenjin's back, his eyes were full of frost.

"Oh, I forgot one thing, today is the Fuyao Poetry Club, the entire Lianghuang City will go to Fuyao Mountain, His Royal Highness has no ink on his chest, but it is not suitable to go to Fuyao Mountain, after all, he can't make poems at that time, but it is very embarrassing. ”

Before leaving, Xue Wenjin deliberately turned around again and made an exaggerated expression, trying his best to humiliate Tang Feng.

Tang Feng's past subordinates also covered their mouths and smiled, this prince of the world is known as the name of straw bales, although he has a good skin, but he can't do it, although he has shown some on the way to practice in recent days, but the article is not a surprise can get up, without more than ten years of long-term training, it is impossible to write good poems.

"Poetry articles?"

Tang Feng smiled and shook his head, although the Yunqin Empire established the country with force and advocated force, the literati line has never declined, on the contrary, there is a faint tendency to overpower martial arts practitioners.

The reason is also very simple, there are too many legends left by the power of Confucianism and Taoism in this world.

When a literati reach a certain level and are able to enter the Tao with literature and achieve something, they are often more terrible than the practitioners of other schools in the same realm, because they can reach the terrifying point of saying the Dharma and becoming a world of their own.

There is no doubt that Xue Wenjin was a Confucian and Taoist monk.

Tang Feng was not interested in these things, although Xue Wenjin provoked him many times, but the coming day was long, and he had the opportunity to teach this person a lesson.

Back in the house, Tang Feng continued to practice the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, this is a inheritance left by a ruthless man, it is extremely terrifying, if Hua Yunfei hadn't fully mastered it, he wouldn't necessarily lose to Ye Fan.

"Poof. ”

Tang Feng's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, but it was this cultivation that was too hasty and hurt his qi and blood.

"The spiritual veins are too weak, the exercises are too strong, and the progress can't be improved. ”

After some sighing, Tang Feng picked up the pen and ink. Anyway, I can't practice now, so it's good to write poems to pass the time.

Moreover, today is the Double Ninth Festival, and he also has a sense of sorrow in his heart, and he misses the earth.

Fortunately, although the original owner is not able to write martial arts, but the calligraphy is in the hall, after a large amount of ink is splashed, there is a rhetoric on the rice paper.

Who remembers each other in late autumn, Konoha Xiaoxiao. The countryside is a long way. Liuqu Pingshan and Mengyao.

When it is good, it is a pity to say goodbye to the scenery, not to ascend. I only feel that my soul is gone. When the southern goose returned, it was even more lonely.

The payment of rice paper is only two simple words - Tang Feng.

pursed his lips, and added a word card at the beginning - "Picking Mulberries - Nine Days", Tang Feng was satisfied and went to bed.

On Fuyao Mountain, the lights are brilliant.

Tang Feng didn't notice it, and a dark shadow quietly entered his room.