Chapter 68: The Old Man Meets

There was light snow in the sky, some people were holding umbrellas, and some were using something to cover up on the side of the road, and in the crowd, the word 'slut' kept echoing in everyone's minds as if they had magical powers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Shangguan Ji was scolded as a slut?"

"That's what makes it really interesting!"

"A son of the Shangguan family, a second son of a hundred battles, one article and one martial arts, it's really interesting. ā€

Shangguan Ji's expression remained unchanged, he looked like a handsome son, but when he heard the words, he sneered, "I heard that the second son of the Hou of Baizhan is brilliant, but now it seems that he is both civil and military, but the dignified Hou Gongzi does not win with strength, but borrows the 'Shang Fang Sword' given by the first emperor, you really lose the face of the hundred battles." ā€

A word by word, cynicism.

Fang Xiaoli still smiled, the cloud was light and light, "Slut." ā€

Shangguan Ji's face changed, "Fang Xiaoli, since you are a scholar, how can you be full of swearing?

Fang Xiaoli replied again, "Slut." ā€

Let you insult in every way, and only fight back with a slut!

Shangguan Ji's face immediately changed drastically, and he couldn't wait to step forward and fight with Fang Xiaoli for 300 rounds, are you so scolding? Anyway, everyone is a scholar, how can you be like this? You don't talk about any rules, don't you talk about any reasoning?

You are not only concerned about your identity, but also insult me as a sinful seed, so how can I disobey your wishes?

This is really interesting, if the two of them are arguing, how boring, so that the people can look at it.

I'm afraid that it won't be long before Shangguan Ji will have an extra nickname - slut.

"Fang Xiaoli, I know that you are powerful now, but you only rely on the prestige of the Hundred Battles, if there is no him, you are also a clown who jumps off the beam, and soon, it will be the spring test, at that time, you will definitely participate, do you dare to compete with me?" Shangguan Ji looked at Fang Xiaoli and said.

"Than what?"

"Ranking, if you are ranked after me, you will take a detour when you see me in the future, do you dare?" Shangguan Ji said.

Fang Xiaoli smiled slightly, "The bet is a little lighter, right?"

"Then what do you want to bet on?" Shangguan Ji asked.

"If anyone loses, they will break their hearts, can they dare?" The tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and Fang Xiaoli's words were beady, making Shangguan Ji's face pale.

In the crowd, hearing Fang Xiaoli's words, many people were deeply taken aback, and many people looked at him with strange eyes.

"Self-shattering Wenxin, this bet is big enough, once you lose your Wenxin, you can't write war poems in the future, and you almost become a waster, although I Kaiyuan Dynasty admires academics, but it is built on the basis of destroying demons, if you don't have the ability to destroy demons, once Wenxin is broken, the highest realm in your life can only be Xiucai, no real skills, you can only talk on paper!"

"Regardless of whether Fang Xiaoli is sure or not, when this sentence comes out, he is already in the upper hand, you can see Shangguan Ji's face that this bet is not a small pressure on him, but Fang Xiaoli is light and light, and he is not nervous at all, as if he is ......"

"There are only less than three months to go before the spring exam, and Shangguan Jiruo has always had this attitude, but he is afraid that not only will he not get the ranking, but he will lose his name to Sun Shan. ā€

"This is not necessarily, Shangguan Jinghong is the prince and the prince, his knowledge is not weaker than the Taixue Palace, and even the Dongshu Mansion, and his son, no matter how stupid he is, will not be bad, not to mention that Bianjing is a holy place for learning, although the second son of the Hundred Battles Marquis is Wen Taowu, he can grow up in a small place since he was a child, this knowledge must not be compared, who wins and who loses is not certain. ā€

"Yes, in this way, it depends on Shangguan Ji's response...... If he retreats, he won't be much stronger in the future, and if it's a battle, it's really interesting. ā€

ā€œ......ā€

Shangguan Ji never thought that Fang Xiaoli would be so sharp-toothed and almost broke his realm, but now it is obviously impossible to regress, so there is only one battle.

"Okay, promise you, if anyone loses, they will break their hearts, heaven and earth can be learned, and the sun and moon can be expressed. ā€

Fang Xiaoli also said, "Heaven and earth can be learned, and the sun and moon can be expressed." ā€

At this time, a bright light appeared above the heads of the two of them, and then submerged into the bodies of the two of them.

Fang Xiaoli was slightly stunned, what is this? He was puzzled in his heart, and quickly checked himself, and found that it was not inappropriate, the only difference was that there was an extra shackle in his thoughts, which seemed to be set for the previous gambling contract, and no one else was allowed to violate it.

Interesting~

"Let's go!" Shangguan Ji finished speaking, and then turned to leave.

"Go slowly, don't send it~" Fang Xiaoli said.

"Second Master, did you just promise him?" Gu Shuangyu looked at Fang Xiaoli worriedly.

Fang Xiaoli smiled slightly, and said loudly, "Are you stupid to be the second master? You forgot? Even if Wen's heart is broken, but the second master, I still have a martial arts cultivation, and if I can't become a civil official, I will become a military general......"

Shangguan Ji, who had just walked not far away, almost stumbled, his face was indignant, and finally snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and got into the carriage.

On top of the carriage.

Shangguan Ji clenched his gums, "Fang Xiaoli!

......

......

"Let's go back to ...... too" Fang Xiaoli's words about to go back suddenly stopped, he was stunned and watched a figure slowly walking away not far away, as if he had been hit hard by something in his heart, "You go back to the house first, and I'll go back." ā€

"Second master, umbrella!"

"No need......

After speaking, Fang Xiaoli's figure had already disappeared.

In the past, Yiren sharpened his ink for himself when he was writing, and helped to take care of everything when he went out, so that the 'Mingyuan Private School' became orderly.

but parted ways because they took the wrong path.

Now, is she okay?

Unfamiliar street, a familiar figure, a pink skirt covering the graceful figure, even if it is not face-to-face, all this is still so familiar, this taste is unique to her.

"Pu Jia. ā€

The figure not far away trembled slightly, and only turned around after half a sound, "Sir." ā€

Looking at the person in front of him, as well as the slightly bulging lower abdomen, Fang Xiaoli showed a faint smile on his face, "Are you okay?"