Chapter 404 Time Bomb 1
The autumn wind sweeps the earth, and the fallen leaves are golden.

The Emerald Palace was crowded with people, almost more people than in the first scene, even the side of the aisle was full of people, and the crowd was full of people.

Fortunately, the order is orderly, and there is no chaos at all. This is the order that Nanyuan can see.

The three emperors on the high platform had already sat down, and all the people who were supposed to be there had arrived, except Feng Yun and his party had not yet appeared.

Time flew by quietly, and in the midst of waiting, the opening bell rang again and again.

Seeing this, the Duke of the Ministry of Rituals could only walk up to the stage and said loudly: "The second exchange begins, please enter the venue with Empress Tianqiong and sixteen contestants."

Figures were flying around, without the bells and whistles of the first scene.

Fifteen people came out very calmly, but there was still no trouble.

Seeing this, the Duke of Rites glanced at Empress Tianqiong.

Feng Yufei pondered for a moment, then nodded, what comes will always come.

Start now, there is still a long time, you can wait for him slowly, and it will not delay the present.

"Okay, so now I'll leave this high platform to the Empress Dowager Tianzhu, and let her arrange everything." The Duke of Ribu laughed, and then flew down.

The people around saw that Fengyun hadn't come yet, but the meeting had started, everyone was surprised, but they also cheered and started to cheer.

Seeing this, Feng Yufei glanced at Leng Tong and the others on the opposite side, and lightly clapped his hands.

Immediately behind her, two servants came up, holding a small picture scroll.

Feng Yufei stretched out his hand, unfolded it and said slowly: "Wench and martial arts, everyone showed their specialties yesterday, let's base ourselves on this martial art today.

I don't ask everyone to talk in general terms, but to explain to me what everyone thinks is the self-explanation of this painting. Whoever is closest to the original intention is the winner. "

After all, the picture scroll was revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

A landscape painting, made of black ink, does not contain any spiritual power formulas or anything.

It's just an ordinary painting.

There are high mountains and flowing water above, dense forests, two tigers are walking in the mountains, and a scorching sun shrouds the mountains and fields above their heads, reflecting on the flowing water in the mountains.

A tiger looked up at the sun, and a tiger looked down at the reflection of the sun in the stream.

(End of this chapter)

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