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Zi Baifeng's gaze pierced through Lian Yunping's bluff and looked behind him.

The King of Zhongshan sat on a high seat, his face calm, his eyes deep, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

He definitely didn't know what Lu Daozi Baifeng did behind his back, if he knew Lu Dao, he would definitely not be as calm as he is now.

His gaze looked straight at the door of the main hall, and he also passed directly through Lian Yunping's figure, as if he didn't care about Lian Yunping's words.

It's just a small section, but it's just a small skill of carving insects.

In his opinion, all this is just a farce, a child who has not yet grown up, obsessed with proving himself in the wrong place, maybe still trying to prove himself for his sake.

All this was actually meaningless, how much he hoped that Lian Yunping would know this.

At that moment, Zi Baifeng seemed to have a heart with him, Zi Baifeng smiled at him slightly, and his attitude was very friendly.

Zi Baifeng's smile was so contagious, so that King Zhongshan couldn't help but smile at him, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to his serious face, he didn't like Zi Baifeng, but this young man, he was aura, he had an incomprehensible power to move people's hearts.

Maybe it's because he cares too much about Zi Baifeng, these days, all he thinks about day and night is Zi Baifeng, worried about what this young man will find.

But he didn't know what Lu Dao was for, he felt that this young man seemed to see through him.

The slight smile seemed to say, "Don't worry, I'll help you tell him that everything he desperately wants is meaningless." ”

Of course, he didn't know what to do, and Zi Baifeng was also telling him.

Everything he wanted didn't make sense.

Because, I will break it with my own hands and send you to hell.

Zi Baifeng grinned, revealing his white and neat teeth, and two small sharp tiger teeth flashed with light, as if he wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

Zi Baifeng took a step forward and looked at Master Chi.

"Pen and paper. Master Chi coughed and ordered.

Zi Baifeng and Lian Yunping are treated the same, and they can't favor one over the other.

Looking at the ink sent by the officials of the Ministry of Rites, Zi Baifeng shook his head slightly and said, "I have my own ink." ”

Zi Baifeng patted his shoulder, in the collar, Gui Bao's little guy was still sleeping, it was cold, he didn't like to wear clothes, so he liked to hide in Zi Baifeng's collar the most.

After a wild chase just now, he couldn't wake him up, and at this time, he was woken up by Zi Baifeng's slap, and he poked his head out of Zi Baifeng's collar very unhappily.

Seeing the inkstone refilled with clear water, he cheered, slipped off Zi Baifeng's shoulder, and jumped into the inkstone.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Guibao's body, and this was the first time Guibao appeared in front of everyone.

In fact, most people just think, "This little guy has a lot of toys." ”

In the eyes of many people, these unfashionable little demons are just playthings. A place like Xijing must not be like a poor country like Mengcheng, where you have to scream and chase for a long time when you see a monster.

It is nothing for a dignitary to raise one or two monsters to take care of the home and play with it.

Zi Baifeng has this status, he also has this qualification, and he has this ability, so it's not strange to raise a few more, but most of the monsters are dirty, smelly and fierce, and there are very few fun and good-looking little monsters like this.

The Wild Bull King also narrowed his eyes, looked at the little guy bathing in the inkstone, and showed a look of affection.

A finger-sized doll that many people will love.

Zi Baifeng didn't want to take him, but unfortunately he was born with Zi Baifeng's aura, and he was naturally close to Zi Baifeng, and he liked to be next to Zi Baifeng the most, so that Zi Baifeng felt that he was simply an extra son all day long.

After taking a bath in the inkstone, a pool of clear water turned into cinnamon-scented spiritual ink.

The vast majority of those present were well-educated people, and their faces changed when they saw such good ink.

Lianyun is not hesitant to be colored, Zi Baifeng is such a good ink, he is born to take advantage, this is not the key, the key is that he smelled this smell, and turned his Zhongshan Courtyard into the ink of the Ink Courtyard, which is this kind of ink.

Seeing that Zi Baifeng wanted to write, Xiao Guibao liked it very much, he ran over, stretched out his two arms, grabbed the brush, and handed it to Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng took it with a smile, stretched out his finger and touched his little face, Xiao Guibao cooed and laughed, and Sayazi ran to the pen stand, rode on it, pouting his little ass and watching Zi Baifeng adjust the ink.

Zi Baifeng took a deep breath with a pen in his hand, but there was an indescribable sense of peace in his heart.

The original arrogance and murderous intent are all gone.

But under this calm, there is a strange undercurrent surging, just like the current Xijing, which looks as calm as before, but it has reached the last moment before the outbreak.

"The Young Master's No. Huaisu ......" is a stroke down, and the pen is a dragon and snake, but it is on the plain side, just like a young man smiling and twisting the pen, waving it casually.

But from this point, he lost to Lian Yunping.

Zi Baifeng heard the sighs one after another.

But only a very small number of people saw the last word, the momentum that gradually rose.

Zi Baifeng's smiling face suddenly became hideous, as if a smile suddenly turned into a cruel smile, and the young man cruelly broke everything that had been peaceful before, and smashed everything to the ground without hesitation.

Without contrast, you will not find the value of calm.

When the word "cursive" appeared in Zibaifeng, the quiet artistic conception in front of it had been completely destroyed, and an unspeakable arrogance had been exhausted at the end of the pen, and this momentum was getting stronger and stronger, as if it had faintly broken through the shackles of paper and flew out.

"Cursive writing is unique in the world. ”

"The ink pool flew out of the Beiming fish," At this time, Zi Baifeng's arrogant intent suddenly turned into a hideous killing intent, "The pen blade killed the Zhongshan rabbit." ”

As soon as the killing word came out, a long stroke seemed to divide the paper into two sections, and in a trance, a saber hawker stood on the cliff, laughing wildly, and the long knife was unsheathed.

"Click...... Click...... "The killing intent gushing out frantically made the guards in the palace unexpectedly pull out their long knives, concentrate on vigilance, and with the young man as the center, there seemed to be a whirlpool of killing intent, and after the four sentences were written, Zi Baifeng looked at Lian Yunping.

One eye like a knife –

Lian Yunping staggered back, and at that moment, it seemed that Zi Baifeng had already handed him dozens of moves.

He's going to kill me......! Really want to kill me!

At this moment, Lian Yunping realized this.

Lian Yunping involuntarily retreated, making Zi Baifeng chuckle disdainfully, in an instant, the killing intent was gone, Zi Baifeng seemed to feel that this kind of person was not worthy of him to kill, and the pen instantly turned soft, like a cool breeze, extremely refreshing.

At this point, no one has spoken out.

Which is higher and which is lower is already in the moment.

This young man, four verses, can be calm and peaceful, can be arrogant, can be murderous, everything is just between four verses.

He's not repeating his previous self, he's showing off, showing off his abilities and showing his control.

A brush is like a soldier under his command, he can hit wherever he says, and no matter how incredible things are, he can do them.

The four lines of poetry have already suppressed everything that Lian Yunping's eight sentences could express before.

The boy seemed satisfied, and he smiled and continued: "The weather is cool in August and September, and the drunkards are full. The paper hemp is lined with silk and several boxes, and the Xuanzhou stone inkstone is ink-colored. ”

It's plain, like a breeze and water, but no one will sigh at this time.

The pen is like a mountain, there are peaks, there are naturally valleys, there are dull, and there are highs.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Zi Baifeng snorted, looked at the Wild Bull King, hooked his fingers, and said, "Bring the wine!"

The Bull King's eyes widened, like a copper bell, and he quickly shook his head.

"Bring it!" Zi Baifeng glared, "Otherwise, I won't have to drink it in the future." ”

Zi Baifeng smelled the Bull King, and he had his osmanthus wine, last time the Bull King just got a small bottle, and he hasn't drunk it yet, so he must have taken it with him and tasted it drop by drop.

The Bull King's entanglement, this guy said so, there must be this kind of wine, if you give it to him, maybe you can change a few more bottles? But if you give it to him like this, wouldn't it be too embarrassing, whether to give it or not.

"Bring it ......" Zi Baifeng stretched out his hand and begged.

"You can only take one sip. The Bull King poured it carefully, and the amber liquor floated in the air, flying in the direction of Zi Baifeng.

Well, one bite at a time, this stingy old monster!

Zi Baifeng rolled his eyes and slandered.

As soon as the wine came out of the bottle, it immediately attracted the attention of countless people, and at this moment, I don't know how many people's stomachs began to gurgle.

Zi Baifeng swallowed the wine in one gulp, burped, and a stream of wine gushed out.

It seems that one bite is already drunk.

His smile became fluttering, and his pen seemed to be completely disorganized, but it went up to the next level, and the ink soon filled a piece of paper with a casual stroke.

"When my master was drunk, he leaned on the rope bed and swept thousands of them in a moment. The wind and rain are frightening, and the falling flowers and snow are boundless. ”

In an instant, it seemed to be a storm, and suddenly the snow was drifting.

After the three words "He is boundless", the paper has reached the end, and there are already twelve sentences at this time.

But it's not over.

"Bring the paper again!" Zi Baifeng turned his head and shouted, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites panicked to get the paper, but Zi Baifeng could wait?

He was already on the side of the main hall, but at this time, he took two steps forward, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote directly on the wall of the main hall.

"Don't ......" The guards tried to stop it, but they were stopped by the king with his eyes.

"Get up and don't stop to the wall, a line of numbers is as big as a bucket. It was like hearing a ghost, and I saw the dragon and snake walking from time to time. The left and right sides were like shock, and they attacked and fought with Chu and Han. There are a few families in the seven counties of Hunan, and the title of the barrier book is all over the place. ”

The more Zi Baifeng wrote, the happier he became, the more excited he became, the madness that had just been reined in, but he could no longer suppress it, his demon raising trick, he was already proficient in spirituality and artistic conception, at this time through the pen, and when he wrote "I only saw the dragon and snake walking from time to time", the wall was already unable to restrain the words, and the handwriting flew out, like a dragon and snake coiling. Then, lightning and thunder roared, and the two armies were faintly seen facing each other, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Some people who had not cultivated were already so frightened that they almost fainted at this time, and King Zhen stood up and stood behind Zi Baifeng, trying his best to isolate Zi Baifeng's amazing momentum, but he heard Zi Baifeng laugh wildly. 20023490.html

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