Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Surrounded by many talented men and beauties, once they heard that sentence, they laughed out loud at the same time, pointing at the young man in yellow shirt, making sarcastic comments...

Someone even shouted to the young man in the yellow shirt: "Young man, look for it again, the girls on this boat are not easy to fool."

When Feng Jueyu was just looking at the scenery along the road, he grabbed two poems out of a thousand poems, just for boarding the boat. Seeing that the young man in yellow shirt was stunned, he rushed over and shouted: "I want this boat. I'll make one."

Everyone looked at him...

Misty clouds and smoke lock the lake,

It was when Xi Lin was sleeping peacefully,

want……

Just as Young Master Feng was shaking his head and preparing to impress the two young girls on board with a poem he just copied, another woman suddenly interrupted: "You two young masters, don't you have something new?"

"Gah?"

Feng Jueyu was also stunned. A moment later, thunderous laughter resounded from the shore of the lake...

"Haha, these two idiots are ridiculously tight. They copied poems from books and used them as treasures..."

"You two, take out the "One Thousand Songs of the Book of Songs" and look for it again. If you recite a song that the two girls have never heard before, you may be able to pass the test."

"I'll wipe..." Feng Jueyu's sweat dripped down, and when she turned her head, the young man in yellow was staring at her with a "you and I are very pitiful" eyes, what does this mean.

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, the woman on the boat said disgustedly: "You two gentlemen, if you don't have a good work, why don't you think about it again and let the people behind go first."

"Yeah, I have one." Someone in the crowd immediately began to compose poems.

When Feng Jueyu heard this, how does this make it easy for a buddy to find a boat?

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu stopped drinking and said: "Wait a minute..."

The voices overlapped, but he wasn't the only one shouting out, the other voice was that young man in yellow shirt.

Hearing the two speak out in unison, the surrounding crowd was taken aback. Looking back, the eyes of Feng Jueyu and Mr. Huang Shirt had already met, like swords and swords, full of sparks, and full of fighting spirit...

Next, the two of them simultaneously made an action that stunned everyone...

Stretching his hand into his bosom, he quickly took out two books...

Uh, no, it should be one, because these two books are the dream version of "A Thousand Poems", flipping through quickly...

The surrounding audience were sweating profusely, and they scolded the two of them as a group in their hearts: Nima, where are these two live treasures?Plagiarism is fine, but it's so blatant...

"I have..."

There was another heart-stopping shout, and the eyes of Young Master Feng and Mr. Huang Shirt clashed again, but...

When they were about to compose poems, they saw the two girls on the boat each holding a sleepy version of "A Thousand Poems", holding them up in their hands with extreme contempt and shaking them at them, does that mean you say more?If you say it again, I won't let you board the boat...

"The bird..."

Young Master Feng and Young Master Huang lowered their heads like two roosters who had been defeated in a fight. The Young Master in Yellow was even more stalwart, and directly tore the dream version of "A Thousand Poems" into pieces, and said plausibly: I love him Grandma, I bought this junk book for ten taels of silver...

Everyone: "..."

Feng Jueyu: "..."

This product is worse than me, we were given by someone, and this product actually cost ten taels of silver, awesome...

The two clowns caused the surrounding crowd to roar with laughter, and the two girls also bent over laughing. I have seen such an interesting one, but I have never seen such an interesting one.

One of the green-shirted girls smiled sweetly and said, "My lords, why don't you compose your own poem, even doggerel."

Hearing this, Feng Jueyu's affection for the woman in the green shirt immediately increased greatly. She guessed that the girl saw that she and the young man in the yellow shirt really couldn't come up with any good words, so she deliberately lowered the passing line and wanted to give herself a second chance. It is convenient for people to walk.

The young man in the yellow shirt was overjoyed, glanced at Feng Jueyu, and said, "Really, doggerel is fine too?"

The woman in Huang Chang nodded and said with a chuckle, "Of course."

"That's great." The young man in yellow shirt happily rolled up his sleeves and stood up straight, pointing his finger at the sky... After holding back for a long time, he said, "Damn, I don't know doggerel either, is there anything simpler? It's a little bit."

Everyone: "..."

The two girls had already climbed onto the boat with smiles, their little faces blushing, and Feng Jueyu finally realized that when it comes to the thickness of his skin, he is not second to none, and this one in front of him has clearly reached the realm of returning to basics, really Great talent.

"Why don't you guess an anagram." The woman in the green shirt laughed and leaned back and forth, she was really bored, and she lowered the difficulty by one more point.

"The dragon boat is rippling and the water is rippling. Type a word, and if you guess correctly, the two gentlemen can get on the boat." The woman in green shirt smiled and covered her mouth.

This is an anagram, and it is to guess the poetry and understand the shape of the characters. It is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say.

Most of the talent clubs are anagrams and poetry miscellaneous meetings. It is not too much to use anagrams to test people who board boats and swim in the lake.

Hearing the girl's crossword puzzle, everyone bowed their heads in thought.

Crossword riddles are not the same as composing poems. If you don't have a flash of understanding, you won't be able to guess even if you're exhausted.

And this anagram immediately stumped many people.

Looking at the boy in the yellow shirt again, his face was red and his neck was thick, he stared straight at the woman in the green shirt, he couldn't think of a reason for it after pondering for a long time, and then he said without hesitation: "I don't know how to do this, can I change it. "

Ya too shameless.Feng Jueyu spat, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such shameless ones, why change?Just let you get on board directly.

Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu took a step forward and said loudly: "Xun, the dragon boat is rippling, and the word "Xun" was typed."

As the voice fell, everyone in the audience raised their heads. After thinking about it carefully, the dragon boat was rippling and the water was rippling, and the ripples fluctuated between the boats. Isn't it just a word Xun?

The woman in the green shirt was startled when she heard the words, and then recovered, she bowed politely, moved the pedal away, and said: "Young master guessed right, please board the boat."

The young man in yellow shirt looked at Feng Jueyu in disappointment, then shook his head, and walked towards the distance feebly.

Feng Jueyu didn't get on the boat, and seeing the lonely figure of the young man in yellow shirt, he suddenly couldn't bear it. This thick-skinned person has a straightforward temper, and he is a good friend, so he shouted: "This man Brother, stay here."

The young man in yellow shirt turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Feng Jueyu asked the woman in the green shirt: "My lady, I wonder if the two of us can board the ship together?"

The two women smiled sweetly, looked at the young man in yellow, and thought to themselves, with this treasure, it will definitely not be boring on the boat, it is much better than those who appear to be gentlemen, but are secretly thieves and prostitutes, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The woman in the green shirt said: "This boat can take four people at the same time. If you don't mind, young master, of course you can."

The young man in the yellow shirt finally understood, he ran a few steps forward with a grateful expression on his face, and said to Feng Jueyu: "Brother, are you willing to invite me on board?"

"Of course!" Feng Jueyu smiled slightly, and said, "I don't know if Xiongtai can reward you with the next thin noodles?"

"Okay, it's too late to be grateful, thank you very much." The young man in the yellow shirt grinned and laughed, his mood suddenly brightened.

The two got closer, and Feng Jueyu subconsciously felt the true temperament emanating from the young man in yellow shirt. There was no false meaning in that hearty laughter, which made him nod his head approvingly. It seems that he should Not mistaken.

"Come on, board the boat." Feng Jueyu made a gesture of invitation, and the young man in yellow also bowed back.

Walking one after the other, when the young man in yellow shirt stepped on the pedal, his steady steps and the rhythm of stepping out immediately caught Feng Jueyu's attention.

"Blood?"

Walking behind, Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes slightly, gathered in his eyes, stared at the past, and felt the rhythm of every step of the young man in yellow through his super insight.

Steady, swift, and without hesitation, the distance between steps is surprisingly consistent, not one centimeter away, and in this person's walking steps, there is a faint and fierce aura, although very weak, like It was intentionally hidden, but Feng Jueyu still clearly noticed it.

What's even more frightening is that there is a strong smell of blood faintly hidden in the aura of the young man in yellow shirt, as if he came from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and there are many bones behind him, but this person has no sense of fear. What is this? What kind of person?

Not ordinary people...

This is a powerful warrior, it must be.

The evil emperor's insight is second to none, while Feng Jueyu's eyes narrowed slightly, Feng Jueyu's gaze became as sharp as a falcon.

This is the delicate connection between the strong and the strong. When a master who is enough to attract Feng Jueyu's attention appears, his whole body will exude an aura of looking down on the world and being invincible.Moreover, the coordination of his body also undergoes earth-shaking changes during the time he stepped on the ground. Every movement, every breath, is completely dead still, and the flaws in his whole body quickly disappear...

The young man in the yellow shirt who was walking in front also noticed an astonishing change in a certain position behind him. After taking only three steps, the young man in the yellow shirt stopped suddenly, his simple and honest expression stopped on his face, and his sharp eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Ok?"

The young man in the yellow shirt turned his head with his hands behind his back, very slowly, why so slow?That's because he noticed that there seemed to be a poisonous snake behind him that made his hair stand on end, staring at him firmly.

This "poisonous snake" is by no means an ordinary poison, enough to make him vigilant. Even though he was bloody in the frontier, experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and was assassinated and ambushed countless times by enemy masters, he never once , as strongly as I feel today.

What made him feel terrified was that that feeling was so close...

Mr. Huang Shirt has always been conceited. He has always believed that, except for those who exist on the top, no one can be within ten steps of him without being discovered by him.

But today this feeling really appeared, and it was even so strong that it couldn't be described in words.

Looking back this time, the young man in yellow shirt felt extremely difficult. He had practiced true qi martial arts for more than [-] years, and it was the first time he felt that the murderous intent was on his side, and there were many crises.

But when he turned his head to look at Feng Jueyu, the fierce murderous aura disappeared without a trace, and the speed was so fast that he couldn't believe it.

His eyes stopped on Feng Jueyu, and Mr. Huang Shirt re-examined the person who invited him to board the boat. For some reason, he felt that the murderous aura just emanated from Feng Jueyu, so real.

It's just that what makes him unbelievable is that he can't be sure...

This man is not easy...

Even though he was not sure, Mr. Huang Shirt still took a second look at Feng Jueyu, and introduced in a low and solemn tone: "Mu Qianjun..."

"Feng Jueyu!" Feng Jueyu replied immediately, as if he knew that Young Master Huang Shirt would introduce himself.

In an instant, the two of them looked at each other, and at the same time, they had a feeling of congeniality, and they laughed out loud as soon as they looked at each other.

"Haha, Brother Mu, please..."

"Brother Feng, please..."

Note to readers:

ps: YY started, in fact, the first part of this book is YY, the other world has to be written to be enjoyable, the most important thing is the feeling.