Journey to the West: Writing Ten Thousand Worlds

“Who!”

Jiang Hao was furious, he had just been immersed in the pleasure of transformation, but now, he was interrupted by life.

It’s like, it’s like, playing the game Five Kills is just around the corner, but it was robbed of people’s heads by life, so angry!

“You are, the poor boy that Elder Kong said?”

The playboy had a high-spirited face, casually threw out a large money bag, and smashed it on the ground with a crisp sound.

“Who are you?” Jiang Hao said angrily.

“Me? My name is Kong Hongya, the young treasurer of the Daqian Book Club, and also the blood line of Kong Sheng, the forty-fourth generation of concubines! ”

Kong Hongya shook her head to register for the number, this proud and proud look, the corners of her eyebrows were almost upturned to the sky.

Jiang Hao looked at all this indifferently, and in his heart he already regarded this guy in front of him as a pen.

Quiescence! Quiescence!

Unexpectedly, no one replied, and the scene became embarrassing at this moment.

Kong Hongya was a little stunned, this is not right, you must know that usually once he reports his name, I don’t know how many people come to kneel and lick him.

How can this poor boy in front of him not come to lick him, this is really unexpected.

“Well, I kind of admire you!”

Kong Hongya nodded in praise, and then pointed to the money bag on the ground and said, “There are a hundred taels of gold there, equivalent to thousands of taels of silver, enough for you to spend your whole life!” ”

Jiang Hao looked at him coldly, without saying a word, doing business with this kind of mental retardation, it is really a mistake!

“Why, too little? You are just a poor scholar who luckily wrote Mingzhou’s works, and Young Master Ben, as a descendant of Kong Sheng, has even seen and touched the works of the world, what is Mingzhou’s works! ”

“But you are also a little literate, Young Master Ben will give you a chance to serve me, by the way, what about the works of Mingzhou?” After that, it will be Young Master Ben’s thing! ”

Kong Hongya talked boastfully, like an old monk chanting, which made people irritated and fired.

For this kind of brain-dead thing, Jiang Hao only responded lightly with three words, saying, “Brush up, roll!” ”

“Huh? What did you just say? Have the guts to say it again! ”

Kong Hongya’s folding fan brush in his hand tightened, and his originally proud expression instantly became extremely serious, and even faintly gloomy.

“Do you still need me to repeat it?”

Jiang Hao grinned, he had never seen such an unreasonable request, but who called him kind, only to satisfy him.

“Roll ————- ———— pen!” Jiang Hao repeated word by word.

“Find death!”

Kong Hongya’s handsome face suddenly distorted at this moment.

The original Hongya was all an illusion, and at this moment, his face was full of killing intent, like a demon.

“Silly cow, go and break his leg bones inch by inch, and you can write books for me in the future!” Kong Hongya said with an evil smile.

“No!”

The silly cow slowly walked out from behind Kong Hongya, he was eight feet tall, his body was strong and powerful, his body was like copper skin, and the whole person looked extremely fierce.

This is a martial artist, and the strength of martial arts is not low.

“I’m going to strike fast, you won’t feel much pain!”

The silly cow smiled viciously, and the tall body suddenly jumped up, like a terrifying violent bear, before the person arrived, the shadow of the huge body rolling was enough to make the timid people chill.

Jiang Hao’s face did not change color, he was still sitting on the chair, and the direct figure was already in front of him, and he brazenly struck.

“That’s right, it’s fast!”

The qi and blood under Jiang Haohun’s body suddenly erupted at this moment, like an erupting hot magma, rising into the sky, sweeping the monstrous ferocity, straight into the sky.

Vaguely, Silly Bull and Kong Hongya seemed to see a terrifying giant beast rushing out of Jiang Hao’s body, this beast was fierce, roaring up to the sky, exuding boundless ferocity.

Martial arts, the emphasis is on will, only if you are ruthless and fierce enough, others will be afraid of you, fear you, fear you, and only then can they punch and kill!

Jiang Hao directly dodged the stupid bull’s attack, and then bombarded his chest with all his might.

“Boom!”

The thunderous roar exploded in this small room, the air flow was chaotic, and the power was everywhere, and this punch was afraid that it was enough to crack the mountain.

“Poof!”

The stupid bull vomited blood on the spot, and the tights behind him burst into countless rags, and the irresistible force completely penetrated his entire body from his chest, through his heart and then from his back, bursting out.

With the burst of blood, the huge body of the stupid bull suddenly flew out upside down, directly crashing through the wall and falling outside the house.

“You cultivate martial arts? No, is it innate divine power? ”

“It’s not right, you actually use Heavenly Gift Qi to quench your body!!!”

Kong Hongya is worthy of being a descendant of Kong Sheng, a natural nobleman, and his vision is extraordinary, but he saw through Jiang Hao in an instant.

“A poor scholar is a poor scholar, and he doesn’t even know the true use of literary qi, he is simply tyrannizing heavenly things!”

Kong Hongya said sarcastically, but from his tone, he could feel a thick jealousy and envy, obviously jealousy made people unrecognizable.

“Just let Ben Gongzi, let you, a country turtle, see what is the fighting method of my Confucian disciples!”

Kong Hongya’s body was full of anger, and she only listened to her singing: “Don’t you know that you have no clothes?” With the son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Have a vendetta with the Son. ”

When the poem fell, a spear suddenly appeared, the spear was based on the tone and the story as the carrier, and vaguely, Jiang Hao could even hear the roar of the army in it.

This poem is a pre-Qin poem, from “Shijing Qin Wind No Clothes”, which is an encouraging poem for the Qin army to go to war.

With a swoosh, the spear rushed straight towards Jiang Hao, the speed was so fast, the naked eye could only see the phantom, and the spear blade was also very sharp, even if you just looked, you could feel the edge above.

“Can’t hide!”

Jiang Hao frowned, his sixth sense told him that no matter how he dodged this spear, it was absolutely impossible to dodge.

Because this is the lock on the qi machine, that spear symbolizes the victory of countless Qin army soldiers, and avoiding a fight is defeat.

“Then don’t hide!”

Jiang Hao copied the manuscript on the table and threw it directly towards the spear.

And at the last moment when the manuscript and the spear were about to collide, a playful voice suddenly came out.

“Without colorful phoenix double flying wings, the heart has a spiritual rhino!”

“I clamp!”