I am the master of all worlds

Chapter 303
It's not easy for Meng Luo from Tianyuan Holy Land to write a poem, no matter whether it's written well or not, at least everyone agrees with the practice of being able to come up with a poem at the beginning.

So no matter if someone wants to flatter or someone really agrees, everyone is praising, but Ji Mingyao's sudden nonsense made everyone shocked, and there was an eerie silence in the room.

"Is this girl not good at talking?" Sitting at the door, Zhang Wuyang held his head a little too big.

"No, it's not just the brain, it's clearly the strengthening of the IQ seal! There's no brain at all."

Just as he was talking to himself, there was a bang, and a wide passage was opened in the field, and Ji Mingyao stood alone inside.

At this time, the poetry meeting has just started, and no one has been invited up because of his literary talent, so those who can go up to the sixth floor are all the talents who come to the door.

The same is the door-to-door arrogance, so naturally no one is foolish to point and point to show off their sense of existence.

Tianyuan Holy Land is considered to be at the back of the [-] Holy Lands. If the person who humiliated Meng Luo is the arrogance of other Holy Lands, it is very likely that he will be flattered instead of being flattered.

Facts have proved that everyone's guess is true.

Although Ji Mingyao is not the one who walks in the Ji family this time, she has a good brother and the only one in the Ji family is Ji Mingyang.

Sitting there, looking at Ji Mingyao, Meng Luo's head was twisted.Looking at the two Sacred Land Tianjiao who were gloating on one side, they said helplessly: "Who am I to say? It turns out to be the key. Although the words for brother are not well written, they are not so unreasonable, right?"

Ji Mingyao is in a daze
She just had a fever in her head, and then said such a sentence.

But who knew that the voice was a bit loud, and it would be very embarrassing to be caught out in public now.

"Your expression..."

Meng Luo wanted to cry, but she couldn't care too much about this crazy girl, it was really unnecessary, so she decided to give each other a step down: "It's just a poem I got by chance, although it's not good, but when time goes by, how long will it stop?" , but it’s also remarkable how many infatuated children, you girl just hate me if you want to, why bother with my work.”

"Then so-and-so, it's you, give me a seat and let Mingyao sit first."

At this moment, if Ji Mingyao used the donkey to show a little bit of pride or the eccentricity of a little girl, this matter will be over and it should be regarded as a joke.

But Mingmingji Mingyao also thought so in his heart, but the words changed involuntarily when he spoke; "Cut, it's obviously not good to write."

In a word, Meng Luo sat there not knowing what to answer, and a group of onlookers had weird expressions on their faces.

This is... come to kick the field?

And Ji Mingyao also had an embarrassed expression, saying that it was not what he wanted to say.

But. But...

Looking at the black-faced Meng Luo, and then at the others, Ji Mingyao turned his head 180 degrees to look at Zhang Wuyang at the back. He didn't know how his neck was so long, and his joints were so dexterous.

The moment he saw Zhang Wuyang, Zhang Wuyang also saw her. In an instant, Zhang Wuyang instinctively wanted to run away, but it was a pity that he was a step too late.

"Well, that's not what I said, it's what Zhang Wuyang and Young Master Zhang said."

"That's right, it's none of my business, er, it's really none of my business."

Saying that, ignoring other people's thoughts, he sat directly on an empty chair with his head facing outward, and the scenery was picturesque.

Don't even dare to look at other people.

"Zhang Wuyang?!"

"Hiss~! Really Zhang Wuyang!"

"Didn't you say that Wuyang Shengzi disappeared? He came here today?"

One foot was already on the stairs, but Meng Luo's voice came from behind, "Brother Wuyang, you are here, are you going to leave without even saying hello?"

Zhang Wuyang: "..."

Today's matter can't be better!
Ji Mingyao is a girl after all, and Meng Luo is not easy to get angry with her, but Zhang Wuyang is different, he is a man, especially Zhang Dashao was the most talented in the world at the beginning, but now because of the Zhang family's mess It's not good to be low-key, this is the walking object, or the experience baby.

Once the pretense is successful, it is conceivable that Meng Luo will gain a lot of fame and prestige in the future.

"Go?" Looking back, Zhang Wuyang looked disdainful, and said with a smile: "Why should I go? It's just a good time to exercise my muscles and bones."

Now that others wanted to use him as an object of pretense, Zhang Wuyang felt it was time to fight back.

Mei Shishi Club is not a martial arts competition, and Zhang Wuyang's reputation is not comparable to that of Meng Luo.Even if Meng Luo is tortured to the point of blood spray today, it is just icing on the cake, and it will naturally calm down after a while.

"Besides, Brother Meng Luo is not qualified to let me hide my face and run away, right?"

Step by step, he walked back to the arena, then walked to Ji Mingyao's side, and kicked the guy calmly, Zhang Wuyang laughed again: "After all, it's the poem by brother Meng Luo just now, it's really..."

"...that shit doesn't make sense."

The disdainful and mocking voice was like throwing a sky-piercing monkey into the calm lake, which instantly exploded into turmoil.

Hundreds of Tianjiao kept communicating with each other secretly, with a strange smile on his face, and only a stove and a piece of watermelon were missing.

In this situation, if it is served with dried fruits such as melon seeds and peanuts, it will be even more perfect.

Meng Luo was also stunned by Zhang Wuyang's words. She was just about to pretend to be coercive, but the person she was pretended to pretend to be in advance, is she trying to use herself as a stepping stone?
Uncle can endure, aunt can't bear it!

His complexion changed from downturned to astonishment, from astonishment to daze, and finally darkened suddenly, as if he had come out of ink.

If it weren't for the Meishi Mountain, the Meishi Poetry Club, and the place where poetry is exchanged, Meng Luo would definitely have taken out her sword at this moment.

Looking at Zhang Wuyang with a look of cannibalism, but trying to show a graceful smile, Meng Luo felt that his facial features were about to be distorted.

click!
Opening the folding fan, he opened it slightly in the icy and snowy land, twisted his facial features but finally spoke in a calm tone, "Oh? Since Brother Wuyang thinks that the words "brother and me" don't make sense, it shows that I have a plan in my chest."

"It's just, Brother Wuyang, you can eat this food indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. If you really have a good sentence through the ages, why don't you read it out for everyone to taste?"

"Brother Meng, don't eat things indiscriminately. Not only that, you may get sick easily, and you may easily cause a plague. Think twice." Zhang Wuyang chuckled again
In a word, Meng Luo's face turned darker.

I don't know if it's hot or what, but the frequency and speed of fanning are much faster.

Seeing that the two of them were getting into a fight and couldn't solve the problem, a holy land genius on the other side interjected: "Brother Wuyang, brother Mengluo, since we are in the Wenhui today, there is no need to criticize them in such a low-class way. How about that, since brother Wuyang already has a good book at this time, let's take it out and read it, and it will be clear at a glance who is talking big."

"That's right. Since it is a literary society, we should speak with literary talents. Brother Wuyang, how about taking out one of the best works?"

With hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, Zhang Wuyang pursed his lips and stomped on Ji Mingyao's foot secretly again. Seeing that this guy acted like it was none of my business, he felt depressed and flustered.

With his back against the window of Wenkui Tower and arms crossed, Zhang Wuyang decided to act aggressively!

"Cut, he kicked me even though he wanted to show off." Ji Mingyao muttered, making Zhang Wuyang's aggressive aura almost disappear.

Fortunately, he responded in a timely manner. He looked at everyone in the arena contemptuously, and he almost didn't say a word; what he was doing was all spicy chicken.

"Okay! Isn't it just poetry and music?"

"It's just that I have prepared too much, which one do you want to hear?"

"Or, you come to nominate, and I come to write on the spot?"

(End of this chapter)