The young soldier of the gods: the patron saint of Beiming

The poor dolphin stayed there quietly, a little overwhelmed.

The master has been sent flying, what else can I do.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen immediately stretched out his hand, intending to use the power of purification to restore the dolphins to kindness.

However, halfway through, Jiang Chen's hand stopped suddenly.

Because beside him, Nangong Wenya also stretched out his small hand, aiming at the dolphin.

A pair of clear big eyes stared at him curiously.

"Brother Jiang Chen, what are you going to do..."

"It's nothing." Jiang Chen smiled, and withdrew his hand.

I almost forgot, there is a Nangong Wenya here.

With her here, it would not be too easy to purify monsters.

During this period of time, I can finally relax a bit, and I don't need to work hard to purify the monsters.

Nangong Wenya didn't think much, and put his hand in front of the dolphin.

A colorful brilliance flashed.

Nangong Wenya smiled and said softly, "The dolphins are good, the bad guys have been driven away..."

Seeing this, Jiang Chen's eyes lit up.

Is this the authentic "Warcraft becoming silly"?

My youth is back!

The size of the dolphin shrunk several times, and its sharp teeth gradually disappeared.

The fierce appearance has also softened.

"Good boy." Seeing this, Nangong Wenya reached out and touched the dolphin's head.

Dolphins swim happily.

"Crab crab you~~"

Jiang Chen showed a smile.

Nangong asked Ya, who would be stupid to touch.

It really lives up to its reputation!

The boat carried everyone and began to sail slowly.

During this period, Dongfangxiong asked everyone to study hard and not to miss homework.

In front of a table, Bei Mingxue, Nangong Wentian, Ximen Xiao, and Nangong Wenya were practicing calligraphy on white paper with brushes.

Little Taixu and Jade Linglong were flying to the side, watching seriously.

Jiang Chen leaned leisurely on the Ice Dragon King, closed his eyes and meditated.

Stealing half a day's leisure in Fusheng... It's comfortable.

Nangong Wentian muttered in a low voice, "We are going to defeat the leader of Heaven and Earth, why are we writing here?"

"But brother, don't we study every day when we are in peace? Even now, we can't give up our homework."

Nangong Wenya said seriously.

Nangong Wentian heard the words, scratched his head with a smile, "Haha, what Wenya said is true."

I saw that everyone was writing seriously.

Dongfang Xiong let go of the long sword in his hand, showing a gratified smile.

These kids are very hardworking.

I have to go and see how they are doing.

Dongfang Xiong came behind Bei Mingxue.

I saw what she wrote, it was a poem.

Shuying horizontally and shallow water, subtle fragrance floating moon dusk.

The handwriting is dignified and beautiful, but without losing strength.

"Okay, Ah Xue's writing is very good!" Dongfang Xiong praised him, making no secret of his admiration.

"Auntie Dongfang has won the prize." Bei Mingxue said softly.

Ximen Xiao held the brush tightly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, it seemed that writing was very difficult.

Dongfang Xiong came behind Nangong Wentian and Nangong Wenya again, and looked at their handwriting.

Although it is not as stunning as Ah Xue's calligraphy, it is still very neat.

Not bad, very good.

Dongfang Xiong nodded slightly.

It can be seen that these children have worked hard when they are at home.

In the end, Ximen Xiao was left.

Dongfang Xiong walked over with a smile, "Ah Xiao, how is your writing going?"

Hearing this, Ximen Xiao's face turned pale.

He quickly reached out and covered the rice paper on the table.

"I, I haven't finished writing..." Ximen Xiao hesitated, not daring to say more.

When he was in Ximen City, he played with mud or ran around every day.

Basically never study.

The city lord, Ximenhao, maintains a free-ranging attitude towards this son.

Children, it is good to grow up healthy.

As for learning or something, it still depends on his self-consciousness.

Seeing this, Dongfang Xiong said, "It's okay, it's okay if you haven't finished writing, let Auntie have a look."

Ximen Xiao struggled for a few seconds, then let go.

The white paper was also revealed.

Everyone looked over curiously.

Just one glance and I was shocked.

On the white paper, there are all crooked handwriting.

To be precise, it cannot be called handwriting, but a strange symbol like an earthworm crawling.

Not far away, Jiang Chen slightly opened his eyes.

Glancing from the corner of the eye, I saw this astonishing handwriting.

Jiang Chen's eyelids twitched, good guy!

This word, medical students directly call experts!

Lin Zhengying read it and said, young man, don't be a magic soldier, come and help me draw amulets...

Nangong Wentian, Sky Crystal Beast and others couldn't help laughing when they saw this handwriting.

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Ximen Xiao had a bitter face, very embarrassed.

Seeing this, Dongfang Xiong immediately stopped and said, "Stop laughing, how can you laugh at Ah Xiao?"

Seeing this, Wentian and the others immediately restrained themselves.

Dongfang Xiong patted Ximen Xiao on the shoulder, and said very kindly.

"A Xiao, don't take it to heart. I believe that from now on, if you calm down and study hard, you will definitely make progress."

"Aunt Dongfang..." Ximen Xiao showed emotion.

"I will definitely study hard and never let you down!"

"Okay, Auntie believes you." Dongfang Xiong nodded.

"Before that, I want to correct your pen-holding posture."

Dongfangxiong pointed out the shortcomings very patiently.

Ximen Xiao listened carefully and made corrections.

When everyone saw this, they all showed joy.

Wenya said happily, "Great, Brother Ah Xiao is starting to make progress."

Jiang Chen watched all this silently, and nodded secretly.

Although Aunt Dongfang is strict, she cares about these children very much and is a rare good elder.

The Ice Dragon King lay on the ground, turned over, and continued to sleep soundly.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen was also helpless.

Xiaobing is really lazy.

After Dongfang Xiong finished pointing Ah Xiao,

Turning his gaze, he landed on Jiang Chen.

"Everyone is writing seriously, Jiang Chen and you are no exception! Come quickly and practice calligraphy!"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen revealed a strange expression.

Uh, isn't it?Even I have to practice calligraphy?

Seeing this, Dongfang Xiong greeted him, "What are you still doing, come and write."

"Aunt Dongfang..."

Jiang Chen frowned, and asked tentatively.

"Are you sure you want me to write? My handwriting is actually okay..."

"Well, let's write." Dongfang Xiong urged.

"Just let me see your calligraphy skills."

Jiang Chen looks so young, even if he can write well.

That's only relative to peers.

Is it possible that you can write as well as those calligraphy masters?

"Okay." Jiang Chen nodded.

I didn't want to pretend to be... to show myself to people.

It's a pity that Aunt Dongfang insisted on this, so she couldn't keep a low profile.

Jiang Chen came to the table and picked up the brush.

In an instant, Dongfang Xiong, Nangong Wentian and the others felt a change in Jiang Chen's temperament.

Calm and calm, calm as water.

Has an indescribable air.

Jiang Chen took the brush and lightly dipped it on the inkstone.

In the next moment, the pen goes away.

Grandmaster-level calligraphy: proficient in seal script, official script, regular script, cursive script, and running script. The characters written are self-contained and have the style of ancient masters.

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Chapter 50 The Graffiti General