With the last batch of wild bees and butterflies, under the scorching gaze of Yin Que Lao Ta Miao Da Meow Yuan Hou and the four of them, they couldn't talk to Qi Ming for a while, and they had to lose the battle and leave in a hurry...... Before leaving, he also cast a convincing gaze at the four super-high-power light bulbs. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The turmoil caused by a song "Yanqiu Ci" that is easy to ask finally calmed down temporarily.

"It's finally over......" Qi Ming slumped in his chair, clenched his fists, and looked indignant, "It's so annoying, these little goblins!"

"Then what's the matter with your unfinished face?" Miao Da Meow glanced at Qi Ming and snorted.

"You must be wrong!" Qi Ming explained solemnly, "In my opinion, dealing with women is much more troublesome than dealing with men! the latter only needs to fight and everything is over, while the former is more than just a fight......"

"How do I think there is anything else in this sentence......" Miao Dameow touched her chin, looking confused.

"I think so, too. Yuan Hou hurriedly responded, looking deeply sympathetic.

"Presumptuous! Adults speak, monkeys don't interject. Qi Ming glared at Yuan Hou.

"I'm an ape, not a ......"

"Huh?"

"Okay, good monkey monkey monkey ......" Yuan Hou shrank his neck and hurriedly closed his voice.

"A little kid, what kind of adult is he pretending to be?" Miao Dameow didn't buy Qi Ming's account, and retorted unceremoniously.

"Superficial. Qi Ming sneered and stopped answering her.

"I think Little Brother Qi has a lot of sense. Lao Ta said with a solemn face, "The ancient sages said that the age should be judged by the mind, not by the age. In my opinion, although Brother Qi does not look very old, he is far from being a fledgling rookie, and this alone is better than many monks who are hundreds of years old but no different from children, such as some cat demons who raise little ghosts. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, there's no need to beat around the bush!" Miao was furious.

"Isn't it?" Lao Ta glanced at Miao Da Meow with a strange expression, and said as a matter of course, "Can you write this poem of Yanqiu?"

"I ......" Miao Dameow just wanted to refute, paused, and choked speechlessly, "I can't write it...... This poem is a total of 116 words......"

You've exposed too many things, Miao Dameow!Besides, does this have anything to do with the number of words?

Qi Ming looked at Miao Da Meow and complained silently.

"Speaking of which......" Yin Que, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interrupted everyone's meaningless nonsense, his eyes fell on Qi Ming's body, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes softened a lot, "How did you do it?"

"What to do?" Qi Ming pretended to be stupid.

"As far as I know, you're only twelve...... No, after this year, you will be thirteen years old. Yin Que said with some amazement, "Not only is the cultivation not falling, but it is not an empty vase...... How did you manage to write these 116 words?"

Well...... Please don't stress the 116 words anymore.

"You must know that even if it is Xie Junxi, that poem is only eighty-three words, and you have forty-three more words than her!" Yin Que counted with his fingers, his eyes were very complicated, "But you are only thirteen years old......"

Is one hundred and sixteen minus eighty-three equal to forty......-three? You go on and say, I helped you hold down the math teacher's coffin board.

"It's nothing, you can do it by reading more books and newspapers. Qi Ming said humbly, "Besides, in terms of talent, I think there is still a certain gap between me and Sister Qingsi......"

"Who is Sister Qingsi?" asked Yuan Hou with some curiosity.

"Oh, by the way, you don't know ...... Yin Qingsi, she is a teacher in Zhu's harem, although she is not famous...... Qi Minghun said nonchalantly, "But when it comes to real skills, she is much more powerful than me......"

"Which Yin Qing silk are you talking about?" Yin Que's face was a little strange, "My Yin, the blue of the blue, the silk of the silk?"

"That's right, otherwise which Yin Qingsi could it be?" Qi Ming nodded as a matter of course, and suddenly looked at Yin Que with a curious expression, "Do you know?"

"I know ......," Yin Que's expression became more and more strange.

"That's a coincidence!" Qi Ming couldn't help but smile, "She seems to have come to Zhu's harem not long ago, and I also said that you shouldn't know her to ......"

"Not long ago?" Yin Que finally couldn't help it, and stood up suddenly, "This can't be!"

"What can't be?"

"Green Silk She ......"

"What's wrong with her?"

"She died ten years ago. ”

......

"Today, my Ten Thousand Demon Country, prosperous, talented, and ten thousand demon blood fighting elites, can be seen......"

At the end of the banquet, the Queen of Ten Thousand Demons appeared again like a finale, standing on the throne, closing her eyes and recuperating without speaking, letting a maid at the next place, holding the black holy decree in her hand, chanting as if she were reading a book.

A long opening sentence was read.

The maidservant closed the decree and read the last paragraph.

"Xuan: Qi Ming, Miao Dameow, Yuan Hou, Yan Qiu, Yin Que, Yue Moyun, Kong Wufu, come forward to meet you. ”

As the words fell, there was a commotion among the guests in the hall, and six people gradually came out from everywhere.

The maid nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say something when her eyes swept over the six of them, and she frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, the maidservant hurriedly opened the holy decree and looked at it carefully, and finally changed her face at this time.

The decree is clearly seven...... Where is the missing person?

Struggle and tangle for a moment.

The maidservant cleared her throat and was about to repeat it.

The Queen of Ten Thousand Demons suddenly raised her hand and said nonchalantly, "No need. ”

"This ......" The maid hesitated for a moment, and finally could only sigh in her heart, and obediently retreated to the side with the holy decree...... I don't know what to do!...... I just hope that Her Majesty will not be angry because of this......

Thinking so, the servant girl was a little gloating, but inevitably a little uneasy, and secretly glanced at Her Majesty the Queen, who was still moody and always calm, although the maid felt a little apprehensive, she still let go of a lot of heart......

"Just go, do you really think that my Ten Thousand Demon Palace is my own back garden......

The Queen of Ten Thousand Demons sat on the throne with a calm face, her gaze swept to the people below as usual, but she couldn't help muttering in her heart, "This family...... Why is there no reliable one? (To be continued.) )