"Little brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing Hua Long get up, several people beside Hua Long showed puzzled expressions?

What are you doing when you get up?

This isn't the job of our dragon counterpart.

"Naturally, the skills are overwhelming and winning the hearts of beauties. If you want me to say, brothers, you have time to learn more culture, wealth alone can certainly attract women to give them arms, but the women who are attracted in this way only want to take, and want them to really pay, and be with you, it is even more difficult. And talent can even make people abandon their parents and elope. Hua Long shook his head slightly.

"What are you doing with all this trouble? Besides, you know this? This real dragon said with a puzzled face, they are not too familiar with Hualong, but because Ying Long was born, the dragon clan elected the four dragon monarchs, so the water system dragon clan in the world is here.

A group of relatives who haven't seen each other for hundreds of years get together.

The descendants of the dragon monarchs of the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, the Huai River, and the Jishui River continued to envelop these descendants in an attempt to expand the relationship.

"Of course, there is only one stone in the world, the Emperor of Donghua has five buckets, I have four buckets, and there is one bucket since ancient times and today." With an arrogant face, Hua Long strode out and stepped into the clouds.

When many Confucian scholars who were in the couplet heard Hualong's arrogant words, their faces suddenly turned gloomy, and they glared angrily, and said in their hearts, which madman is so profligate?

Hualong turned a blind eye, went his own way, saw the changes in the surrounding wind and clouds, there was a wide range of weather, all-encompassing, and there were eighteen hot gold characters imprinted in the void.

"Qiangossip, Kun gossip, eight-eight sixty-four trigrams, hexagram Qiankun has been decided."

Hualong smiled slightly, took a volley in the air, picked up the pen and wrote, the aura around him surged, and he heard a high-pitched phoenix roar, which shook the nine heavens and spread all over the world.

Then, there are two gorgeous and extraordinary phoenixes flying out from the pen of the flower dragon, the wings vibrate, the phoenix eyes are beautiful, looking at all directions, full of self-respecting arrogance, cutting through the sky, in the void, leaving eighteen big characters

"Luan nine sounds, phoenix nine sounds, nine hundred and eighty-one sounds, sound Luan Feng and Ming."

"Huh? Is it really right? A group of dragons looked surprised.

"Pediatric means,"

Hualong's posture is even more casual, step by step, casually on the couplet, in the surprised and envious eyes of the Confucian students, strode forward, and said: "In the past ten thousand years, the romance returned to the emperor of Donghua, and after today, the romance returned to me." ”

In the private room, the Jade Emperor changed color slightly, and said: "What a madman, but in the realm of four grades, he dares to compare himself with Donghua." ”

"It's inevitable to be young and frivolous. But what is the identity of this person? Jiang Shan asked, looking at this young man, he felt some inexplicable familiarity.

"Hualong, the son of the dragon in the twelve earthly branches, is also noble in the dragon clan, his real name is unknown, but he has always been romantic, obsessed with the affairs of men and women, and is affectionate, so he is called the prince of Hualong, and he is cultivated in the realm of the four grades." The Jade Emperor explained that after sensing Ying Long's intentions, the Jade Emperor cared about the younger generation of the Dragon Clan's noble and extraordinary cultivators.

Prince Hualong is one of them.

After all, his father, Chenlong, is ranked among the twelve earthly branches, and he is considered a number one.

"There is no real name left in the world, only a nickname?" Jiang Shan raised his eyebrows, this way is a bit like he came out of Fang Cun Mountain.

"That's right, but the cultivation of your vein shouldn't be only four grades." Jade Emperor Road.

For this reason, Prince Hualong is not on his list of suspicions.

"Normally, this is the case, but our lineage is best at hiding, so it is not ruled out that he deliberately hides the realm. But what is more confusing is that being so showy doesn't seem to be in our vein. Jiang Shan frowned.

"Not like yours? Wenchang was the leader in the award ceremony that year, and became famous for a while. Not to mention, more than half a step to cut Wuying, Xiniu Hezhou Zhu 28 Su, South Zhan Buzhou cut off an arm of Qingxu, and North Ju Luzhou resisted 100,000 to Yuan, famous in the Three Realms. The Jade Emperor wondered.

Are you all low-key in your line?

Isn't there a lot of movement one by one?

Like Erlang, after going down the mountain, the first thing he did was to sweep Xiniu Hezhou, and after coming to Nanzhan Buzhou, he didn't stop.

In terms of being in the limelight, the Jade Emperor really didn't think that the two in front of him were qualified to comment on the following.

After all, Hualong is just making a name for himself in the Qinglou, what is this?

"It's different." Jiang Shan said, Wenchang wanted to change the world, Jiang Shan wanted to go ashore at first, and then he was destined to bring turmoil.

"Isn't it different?" Jade Emperor Road.

"It shouldn't be the same, but it's not necessarily my senior brother who is in the limelight." Jiang Shan nodded, looked at Emperor Wenchang and said, "Third Senior Brother, is this the Fifth Senior Brother below?" "Emperor Wenchang looked at Jiang Shan with the eyes of a fool, do you think I will tell you?

Jiang Shan looked at Emperor Wenchang, thinking in his heart, there were no special fluctuations in his expression, Yuan Shen, and body, it should be said that he was worthy of his own senior brother, if he didn't take precautions against being beaten by himself, it would be really difficult to catch.

"You West Lake, tin pot, tin kettle, down West Lake, pity tin pot"

"Viewing the Imperial Monument Holding the Jade Cup, the Jade Cup Touching the Imperial Monument, and the Yu Bei Jade Cup"

……

Jiang Shan was still researching on this side, and the flower dragon on the other side strode upwards and easily broke the game.

To put it mildly, he successfully broke several couplets and stepped forward step by step.

came to the last poetry level, Hualong carried the pen in his hand, and it was another beautiful chapter.

Miss Zhenzhen, who had just presided over the meeting, immediately had a look of amazement on her face, and there was a faint admiration in her eyes, and said: "This gentleman is really extraordinary, and this poem should be respected by Mr." ”

In the high-rise building, an elegant woman wearing a cloud bun and wearing fairy clothes saw that Hualong looked handsome, and her literary brilliance was extraordinary.

Hua Long looked up and a smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, a brush suddenly fell from the sky, and a young man with a cold face flew out of thin air, writing a poem in mid-air.

"The imperial capital knows what the night is. The scenery is particularly beautiful. The golden silk jade tube swallows the spring sky, and the wax torch orchid lamp burns the dawn. Fenglou Twelve Immortal Mansion. Three thousand eagles and herons. Jin Wu couldn't help but wander the six streets, killing the clouds and rain. ”

Suddenly, the fairy light surged, and the light burst out, revealing countless phantoms, which suddenly overwhelmed Fang Caihualong's poems.

The smile on Hua Long's face immediately froze, he had just come out of the limelight, and someone here was going to slap him in the face?

The woman on the stage who was about to meet with the flower dragon and the host Zhenzhen's face changed.

This is not in the plan.

And those Confucian scholars who lost to Hualong suddenly showed appreciation on their faces, and said, "Good words." ”

A Confucian student wearing a Confucian scarf saw this scene, his face showed a look of amazement, and said: "Good words, no less than the poems of the Emperor of Donghua back then, the past 10,000 years have been in the Emperor of Donghua, but I am afraid that the future will be like this." ”

"That's right." There were a few Confucian scholars next to him who sighed, but it was the other party's arrogant words that were dissatisfied.

In the private room, he was still thinking about whether Hualong was Jiang Shan, who was his senior brother, and when he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly widened, wait, isn't this Liu Sanchang's Yulouchun?

How could it be at this time?

As a result of the continuous reincarnation of heaven and earth, Liu Sanchang also cultivated immortals?

Wait, this person's breath is a little familiar.

Jiang Shan's eyes moved slightly, and the phantom of the sun and the moon appeared in his eyes, seeing through the illusion, perceiving time and space, watching the face of the cold-faced young man below change, and finally forcibly changed into Yang Jian's appearance.

Jiang Shan's eyes widened even more, what the hell?

(End of chapter)