Heavenly Star

Chapter 065 Wendou - Emperor Wang Bo

Amazing, envious, excited... Even a large part of the elderly and middle-aged people stood up from their seats, excitedly watching the swordsman's ring in Ye Wuchen's hand, a look of respect and fanaticism. For most young people, the sword **** is only a mythical existence, it sounds illusory, and for them, the word "sword god" is too heavy. It used to be their pillar, faith, and even the pillars and beliefs of the entire Tianlong Kingdom.

At this time, the dragons above the million people also stood up and looked ecstatic and respectful. Then the big channel: "I never thought that the original Wuchen turned out to be a disciple of the sword **** predecessor, and the person who can get the sword **** ring will be the only descendant of the sword **** predecessor. The sword **** passer finally appeared, and it is my Tianlong city leaf. The son of the family, it can be seen that the sword **** predecessors have never forgotten us, it is really gratifying, congratulations! Hahahaha!"

Long Hao laughed and infected others. Yes, the sword **** did not forget them, and chose the son of Ye Family as a disciple. This means that the next sword **** will surely be the Tianlong Kingdom for the life of the windy country and become the patron saint of the Tianlong Kingdom. At this time, they have seen the earth-shaking changes in the eyes of Ye Wuchen. Because he is the descendant of the sword god, is the next sword god!

"No Chen, I believe that your future achievements will surpass the respect of the teacher!" Long said heavily.

Beyond the sword god, there is a higher evaluation than this! ? However, according to the performance of Ye Wuchen before, no one felt that this evaluation was too hot, and even the Lin family, who was getting more and more green, fully agreed.

"The emperor praised it." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

"Oh, this is the case. The respected teacher has already stepped into the Shinto. So it seems that not only his sword, but even his chess and calligraphy paintings have entered the Shinto we can't imagine. No wonder it is no wonder." The old man caressed My own white beard, and then went on to say: "Young people, the old man, I made a request, can you give this "Picture of Lotus" to me, the old man, when I arrive, I will remove all the vulgar works on the wall, only Stay with this one, and you must make three fines every day to realize the real painting."

Ye Wuchen was helpless in the dark. There is no such thing as a "shinto" at all in this painting, but it is only a subtle use of some physical principles. And now that the water is gone, the painting has been formed, and it can only be said to be a good painting. It is impossible to repeat the amazing time. Moreover, he painted this painting for his own purposes.

He respectfully said: "Older generations, this painting has its own master, in fact, it is not suitable for the predecessors. If the predecessors do not disregard, the younger generation will personally go to the door to paint three paintings for the predecessors, and also ask the older generation not to be surprised."

"Is this true? Good, good!" The old man nodded cheerfully, then turned to think, haha ​​laughed: "Ha ha ha ha, it turns out that I was so excited to see this God, I forgot the lotus The original intention, this can be ridiculous and generous."

His reminder reminds everyone to come together, and the lotus flower, meaning a pair of lovers who are obsessed with each other, and he said that the painting has the Lord... Has he already belonged to his heart? Thinking of this, many unmarried women could not help but feel hurt. Appearance, temperament, life experience, martial arts, talent, teacher, and others are beyond the reach of others, perfect for picking up any flaws. Such a strange man, this life can not be met in the second, and what kind of woman is lucky enough to be worthy of him.

"Chen, don't call the old man, he is your grandfather!"

The natural voice is Wang Wenzhao. At this point she has laughed and closed her mouth. In the eyes of the mother, my child is always the best. However, because her son was too disappointing before, so when she mentioned her child in front of an outsider, she would feel that there was no light on the face and there was a deep frustration. Today, Ye Wuchen's amazing performance makes her heart's joy and pride beyond words. At this time, she really feels a kind of pride as a mother, because her son is so good, like a The bright pearls have become the focus of attention, and they have also suppressed the light of all their peers.

The old man is her father, the emperor Wang Bo. Seeing that they are young and young, they are called "young people", and one is called "older generations". They suddenly feel that they are crying and laughing, and finally they can't help but shout.

“Hey?” Ye Wuchen’s expression was awkward and his face was amazed.

"Ha ha ha ha!" Wang Bo burst into a comfortable smile, caressing the long hair: "Chen Er, my grandfather heard that you have been lost after being rescued by the sword god, and still do not want to really recognize your loved ones. This is also a person. As usual, I will not force you to call me this grandfather, but you promised to paint three for me. This must not be repented!"

"Well, never say anything!" Ye Wuchen responded with a smile.

Wang Bo has rarely seen Ye Wuchen in these years. Occasionally he went to the Ye Ye family, and he only talked about his eyes. When he left, he would secretly shake his head and be disappointed. Today, he saw a dragon that has already skyrocketed. The world is impermanent, and in his opinion, this sentence is reflected in this grandson.

Some people who have been confused have also suddenly realized. No wonder the name between the two people is so weird, it turned out to be the case.

"Well! This is a grandfather. You can rest assured. Chen Er, I don't know which one of the "Pictures of Lotus" you want to give to Miss." Wang Bo said with a smile, he asked this question in public, not out of the guise, but He knows that since Ye Wuchen is painting in public, he does not conceal that the painting has belonged to him. It must be that he wants to give this painting to a person on the spot. His words just push the boat.

In a word, some of the Princess Princess suddenly became restless, nervously grasping the clothes corner, and looking forward to the eyes of the eyes looking forward to the eyes, looking forward to wearing, eager for a huge surprise from the sky.

Ye Wuchen did not answer, and before going to the drawing board, he carefully rolled up the "Picture of the Lotus" and rolled it into a thin volume, covering up the brilliance that once caused exaggerated exclamation. Then he picked up the wine sac that was thrown to him by Hua Zhentian. Lang said: "If you don't have the wine of the predecessors today, this painting can't be completed. So, this painting can be said that I made it with the flower predecessors, so This painting should have been given to the predecessors of the flower..."

A large group of people were dumbfounded, and some even didn't even vomit blood on the spot... Draw a picture and give the lotus to the head and even give it to the five big three big masters. This is this...

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