Playful evil doctor crazy concubine

Chapter 50
Everyone was stunned, they didn't use a pen to write, so what to write with!

An old guy scolded angrily: "Young Lord Ye, you don't need a pen to write. What do you want to use to write? Do you want to carve it? You can't even write well with a pen, but you are so ambitious and arrogant!"

"If you can't write it, it's better to just admit defeat! Don't waste our time with the eighth princess."

"..."

Relying on their high morals and high prestige, these old guys are naturally not as afraid of Huang Wuye as those young masters from aristocratic families, so they are merciless in speaking out.

At this time, Huang Wuye's fingertips erupted with a flame as hot as a scorching sun.

It has long been heard that Huang Wuye can not only cultivate, but also create a kind of flame. The eighth princess was also shocked when she saw it.

In Lingcang Kyushu, although there are various attributes in the aura, those attributes cannot be materialized.

There are only two possibilities to control the flames, one is a baby with fire elements, and the other is to refine the fire formed between heaven and earth.

Even if Huang Wuye can cultivate, he is only a third-rank martial spirit master, it can't be the latter, so it must be the former.

The eighth princess's eyes sank, she never thought that the Phoenix King would leave such a treasure for Huang Wuye.

The shopkeeper said: "Young Lord Ye, it's time for a character assessment, you...why did you set fire to it?"

The faces of the others also changed drastically, for fear that the little prince Ye would know that he would not be able to compete, and burn down the ten towers with a torch.

After all, since the last time Little Prince Ye woke up after being beaten half to death, he has done a lot of cruel things.

Huang Wuye suddenly approached the shopkeeper who was talking, clasped his shoulder with one hand, and slapped him on the back, the shopkeeper was stunned.

After all, he was a ninth-rank martial spirit master, but he was subdued by this trash all of a sudden, unable to move at all?
How did he do it?
Huang Wuye said: "Treasurer, you are so curious about what Ye is going to do? Then you can take a good look with your dog eyes wide open!"

Crimson flames appeared on the fingertips, and the flames formed a very smooth line in the air, as majestic as a dragon soaring nine days.

Huang Wuye was writing with flames, but because her speed was so fast, they only felt the majestic aura, and only knew that she wrote two words, and they didn't see the rest clearly.

Everyone was stunned, this...is this still Huang Wuye?

Who said that Huang Wuye can't write, with every stroke, it's as if he is pointing the country, he is so invincible, he looks down on the world!

Everyone is watching obsessively!

"Ah!" A shrill scream brought them over from their trance.

"My... my face... my face..." the shopkeeper howled heart-piercingly.

Everyone couldn't figure out what those two words were, but now they can see clearly.

Because, those two words are now on the face of the shopkeeper of Shijuelou, the colors of blood and flames are intertwined, which is particularly vivid.

And those two words are "cheap" and "dog".

Such grandiose handwriting, but wrote two cursing words, which made everyone feel sorry.

If it were replaced with two tasteful characters, it would be enough to be passed down through the ages.

and many more……

What are they lamenting?
These two words... these two words... these two words seem to be written by Huang Wuye!

All the people looked at the young man dressed in white like a fairy, with a wanton smile, and fell into a daze.

(End of this chapter)