Sheng Fu

Chapter 200 You are so rude
Yu Wenjun holds the white chess, because he is a junior, he takes the lead in making the chess.

Because he doesn't know how good Qiuqing's chess is, Yu Wenjun is extremely cautious in his moves today.

No matter how poor Qiu Qing's chess strength is, she is still above Murong Qiushui, so she can't be careless at all.

After half a stick of incense, Qiu Qing's chess strength gradually became prominent, not domineering, nor tricky, light and fluffy, like a woman's skirt, like flying clouds in the sky.

It seems to be uncivilized and unarmed, but it is like a boa constrictor entangled in him, nibbling Yu Wenjun step by step.

Yu Wenjun was also unambiguous, his chess strength was fierce and domineering, and he looked down on the direction, breaking the calamity one after another, surpassing Qiuqing for a time.

In this hands-on talk, Yu Wenjun's state is far better than before. First, he entered the big yellow court and his mood became more and more complete. Second, after experiencing many storms, his decisiveness and sensitivity are still at the peak.

It is the best state in recent years.

It's a pity that I met Qiu Qing, the prime minister's chess strength is definitely not softness to overcome strength, but softness with strength, Zhongzheng is peaceful, and has the tendency to push horizontally.

Beads of sweat gradually oozed from Yu Wenjun's forehead.

Qiu Qing still had a calm face, but he was never distracted. Yu Wenjun's chess strength was beyond his imagination, and if he was a little careless, he might be killed by this young man.

Slowly, Qiuqing gradually became better and better. He was trapped in the well, but he didn't try his best, and still chose to eat away at every step, to strengthen the wall and clear the country.

Yu Wenjun tried to counterattack several times, but all ended in failure, and gradually became powerless.

Qiuqing is about to slay the dragon!
After Yu Wenjun dropped a son, he said convincingly: "The situation is so far, I have no chance of turning around, so I admit defeat."

Qiu Qing said with a smirk: "Young people still need to sharpen a lot to become a tool."

Yu Wenjun said helplessly: "Uncle's teaching, this junior will take it to heart."

Qiu Qing proudly said: "You have something to do these days, so come and clean the yard for me when you have free time."

Yu Wenjun said gratefully: "Thank you uncle for your kindness."

Looking outside the hall, there is already a bright moon in the sky at this moment.

Yu Wenjun bid farewell: "I will go to the farmer's manor in the east first."

Qiuqing Nianxu smiled and said: "Go, don't be involuntary."

Yu Wenjun smiled without saying a word, turned around and left obediently, walked out of the prime minister's mansion, glanced at the prime minister's mansion opposite, the lights were brightly lit, Bai Xiaowei was probably drinking tea at the moment, maybe he was feeling the way of swordsmanship, thought about it, and didn't bother .

To the east of the imperial capital, there are many manors, most of which are owned by wealthy and idle people. Generally speaking, no one lives here. Most of them rent houses in the prosperous areas of the imperial capital, or live in restaurants and inns. a convenience.

In the night, a pair of eyes burning with golden red flames cast their gazes in search of light. Outside a manor, there is a towering banyan tree, the gate is closed, and the plaque says "House of Gathering Water". There are no stone statues at the entrance, which is very unusual. .

Not long after, Yu Wenjun came to the gate, slammed the knocker slightly, and waited for a response.

The surroundings were silent, as if a needle could be heard, and dogs barked occasionally in the distance.

After a long time, the door opened slowly, and a bloated young girl with a short stature appeared in front of Yu Wenjun. This girl had a big black birthmark on her right face.

The appearance is indescribable, and there is no beauty at all.

She said, "Who is the young master?"

Yu Wenjun smiled softly: "Passing by here, I came here to stay overnight, I wonder if it is possible?"

The girl seemed to have doubts, and after struggling for a while, she replied, "That's fine, come in."

After entering the manor, Yu Wenjun took a special look at the decorations in the garden. There are many potted plants and a grape trellis.

Delicate and undisciplined, it fits the place where an arty girl lives.

The young girl brought Yu Wenjun into a spacious wing room. The room was fully furnished, including benches, tables, chairs, wardrobes, and a spacious couch.

"That's it, my lord will be here for the night." The young girl said softly.

Yu Wenjun smiled gently: "In this huge manor, is the girl alone?"

The young girl replied softly: "My parents passed away early, and I am the only one left here. I am ugly, and I am not easy to marry. I will probably die alone in the future."

Yu Wenjun said gently: "Maybe one day someone will appear, he will like you very much, he doesn't mind your appearance and family background, and treats you tenderly for the rest of his life."

The young girl smiled shyly, and said a little embarrassedly: "These beautiful things should not fall on my head. I have three meals a day, and four seasons of clothes are enough."

Yu Wenjun said honestly: "People should yearn for beauty. It may not be love, power, or yellow and white things. It is just beauty itself."

After the young girl heard it, she smiled peacefully: "What the young master said is far from what I am. It is enough to be present and live out yourself. Some things cannot be forced."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, embarrassed by his appearance.

When she raised her head again, she suddenly felt a chill on her neck, and her thoughts were already on her neck.

Yu Wenjun smiled brightly and said: "The speech skills are good, as expected of a person who is an oiran."

The young girl was shocked and said: "Young master, what is the meaning of this, I kindly took you in for the night, how can you fight against me with a sword, this is too rude."

Yu Wenjun smiled softly: "Don't women just like rude men?"

"No, it's a vixen."

The young girl's expression changed dramatically, her whole body was full of radiance, and she transformed into a tall, exquisite and beautiful young woman.

A pair of almond eyes flowed with tenderness like water, and the snow-white skin made people feel elastic and supple just by looking at it.

This is an extremely beautiful face, with extremely delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the small cherry mouth is red, even Yu Wenjun has the urge to kiss Fangze at this moment.

Wearing a long snow-white dress, how can she be so fairy-like.

Yu Wenjun took a serious look, retracted his thoughts, and praised: "The storyteller always says that the fox is beautiful, but how beautiful is it, today is finally an eye-opener, so beautiful, enough to marry into the emperor's family."

Ling Yuqing's eyes flickered, her winking eyes were full of power, and she said angrily: "Young Master Yuwen is really sharp, but he broke into a good girl's house in the middle of the night, I don't know what to do?"

Yu Wenjun smiled softly: "I just want to make friends with you. I heard people say that it is difficult for ordinary people to see you, so I want to try to see if I can see you."

"Now you and I are alone in the same room, it's also very good."

Ling Yuqing smiled softly and said: "His Royal Highness Princess Qianling is so overwhelmed by the country and the city, does it mean that the young master doesn't like it?"

The only person in the imperial capital who can wield renunciation is Yu Wenjun, and Ling Yuqing knows that this person in front of him is the leader of Ba Gu.

Yu Wenjun said in a good manner: "There are too many red tapes in the royal family. I don't like it. On the contrary, the vixen keeps everything simple. Living in this farm manor makes me have some desires for human relations."

The three-born white fox is located on the snowy field at the northern end of the demon realm. After cultivating a human form, both men and women are extremely handsome and charming.

The corner of Ling Yuqing's mouth raised and said: "Young master has good eyesight, and he has a strong dragon spirit."

Yu Wenjun was not disturbed. The dragon aura on his body would naturally be invisible to the masters of the monster clan. Maybe it was because his current cultivation was not good enough to completely restrain the dragon aura.

"It seems that you and I can really be friends." Yu Wenjun said loudly.

Ling Yuqing's beautiful eyes were still alert, and she said sweetly: "It depends on what kind of friend you are..."

(End of this chapter)