Villain: I can check the script of my life!

Inside the Longmen Pavilion, people were drinking tea and watching the battle. Outside the Longmen Pavilion, various magical powers were fighting!

Zhen Wenchao stood beside the disciples of the Black and White Academy. He looked through the chaotic Longmen Pool and saw Su Ming and Zhou Qionghua in the Longmen Pavilion, who were enjoying it.

Suddenly, his anger was rekindled. If he hadn't been interrupted by the half-saint of the Tianji Pavilion, he would have let this native know what the anger of a time traveler is! !

Seeing more and more geniuses coming from all around, Zhen Wenchao looked down on this group of natives, but he was outnumbered.

So he had to strike first!

And the later the time goes, the super geniuses of those top forces will also come. At that time, it may be more difficult to compete for the position of the Longmen Pavilion!

After thinking clearly about the pros and cons, Zhen Wenchao exchanged glances with the disciples beside him, and then mobilized his spiritual power and spoke.

"The fragrance of the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor!!!"

Zhen Wenchao's tone is up and down, and his eyes are bright and energetic in an instant, showing his vigorous and high-spirited attitude.

As soon as this poem fell, Zhen Wenchao's Taoist palace was inspired, and countless pink petals began to float around him, as if trapped in a formation.

Seeing this scene, a group of people were amazed and shocked!

But the next moment, an even more shocking scene appeared.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

The sound of armor shaking and colliding sounded between the presence and absence, and the sound of thousands of golden armor footsteps was deafening, and it was accompanied by such a mighty momentum.

Soldiers wearing golden armor came from behind Zhen Wenchao one after another, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Kill!!!"

These golden armors seemed to have a consciousness. After a loud shout full of murderous intent, they raised their spears and rushed into the Longmen Pool, starting to encircle others.

"Puff, cough cough!!"

Sitting in the Longmen Pavilion, Su Ming coughed dryly. He was not shocked by this sentence, but felt a little embarrassed.

Although this poem also has other metaphors, this plagiarist did not even change the place name, which is really funny...

Thinking carefully, this Northern Cang Realm is so big, there is also a place called Chang'an.

Su Ming shook his head and began to look forward to the next part. I wonder what will happen when he reveals the secret of his plagiarism?

This Zhen Wenchao's opportunity is different from other protagonists, because he understands Su Ming and understands it, but this protagonist's attitude is a bit bad at present.

Or his little maid Zhou Qionghua is sensible.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Zhen Wenchao relied on a poem to open up a path on the Dragon Gate Pond. He maintained the character of the Black and White Academy and climbed up the Dragon Gate Pavilion in an elegant manner.

"Brother Zhen, come on!"

"Brother Zhen, I love you!"

"Brother Zhen, I want to give birth to a baby for you!"

These voices all came from the same place, the Black and White Academy, and all the disciples who came this time were men.

Climbing up the Dragon Gate Pavilion, Zhen Wenchao's eyes swept across Zhou Qionghua's peerless and beautiful face, and then fell on Su Ming.

He secretly hated her, and then walked straight to other tables!

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After an hour, half of the nine tables in the Dragon Gate Hall were already occupied, and the battle was still going on outside the Dragon Gate Pond. This group of people were fighting for the qualification to enter the pavilion with all their firepower!

"The Eighth Prince of Ziwei Divine Dynasty has arrived!!"

"The Saint Ruyi of Kaoshan Sect has arrived!!"

"The Buchi Monk of Xiao Leiyin Temple has arrived!!"

...

As expected, at the end of entering the Longmen Pavilion, these geniuses from various top forces also arrived.

The Eighth Prince of Ziwei Divine Dynasty was wearing a golden python robe, a crown on his head, and his eyebrows were delicate, with a scholarly air.

He strode across the Longmen Pond with two maids and landed steadily in the middle of the Longmen Pavilion.

The Eighth Prince glanced around, and Zhou Qionghua's beauty also caused him to marvel, but after passing Zhou Qionghua, he walked straight to Zhen Wenchao of the Black and White Academy.

"Hello, Eighth Prince!"

Zhen Wenchao stood up to greet the Eighth Prince and said slightly respectfully.

"Brother Zhen, you are polite!"

The Eighth Prince was polite, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed his inner joy.

The reason why the Eighth Prince and Zhen Wenchao are so familiar with each other is because he is also a disciple of the Black and White Academy, and has the same status as Zhen Wenchao.

"Ziwei Divine Dynasty!!"

Zhou Qionghua, who was sitting next to Su Ming, suddenly fixed her eyes, and memories flashed in her eyes, followed by the surging murderous intent and anger like a tide.

Su Ming, who was standing by, suddenly stretched out his big hand to hold Zhou Qionghua's fist, and a cold feeling came from the palm of his hand.

Su Ming seemed to know what she was thinking, and whispered to comfort her: "NoBe impulsive!"

"Hmm! !"

Holding Su Ming's big hand, Zhou Qionghua's head was like a bucket of cold water, and she suddenly sobered up a lot.

She looked at Su Ming with gratitude.

Then her eyes swept across the face of the eighth prince, and she seemed to see her personal maid and the first general of the Divine Dynasty ten thousand years ago!

The Ruyi Saint of the Kaoshan Sect scattered flowers, and those Tianjiao who stood in front of her fell into illusions.

The Ruyi Saint tapped the ground lightly, and the figure of the Ruyi Saint was slender, and the delicate jade hands attracted the attention of countless hand fetishists.

"You must be Junior Brother Su Ming!"

Ruyi Saint came to Su Ming's side and sat directly on the right. Although she saw Su Ming for the first time, her tone was very firm.

"You can call me Ruyi, my master is the Taoist partner of your Saint Lord!"

"It turns out to be Senior Sister Ruyi, nice to meet you! "

After hearing this, Su Ming suddenly realized and hurriedly complimented.

The Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships.

Except for those destined protagonists and places with hatred, Su Ming will treat them with courtesy. If it really comes to the time of swords and knives, he can only kill first and bury them...

"Junior Brother Su Ming, don't hide your strength at this Tianjiao Tea Party!"

"I heard that a son of supreme power will appear in a few days. It will be difficult to compete for the ninth day's Qianlong List!"

Ruyi sat aside and explained to Su Ming.

The monk who is not stupid has sat in the Longmen Pavilion without knowing when.

"Senior Sister Ruyi, can you talk about the Qianlong List..."

Su Ming asked when he didn't understand. He was a little curious.

"Qianlong List is the most convincing list at every Tianjiao Tea Party!"

"Because it estimates the potential based on the Tianjiao who come here within these nine days. Strength can only be regarded as icing on the cake and cannot affect too much judgment! "

"That is to say, even if you are only in the physical realm, if your potential is amazing, you can still be favored by the Hidden Dragon List and get many opportunities!"

"Is that so!"

Su Ming touched his chin. This plot routine is indeed very similar to the routine in the fantasy novel.

If he is really just an ordinary villain, he probably wouldn't even be qualified to be on the Hidden Dragon List.

But now it is not necessarily the case!

Just after everyone occupied their seats in the Longmen Pavilion.

Zhen Wenchao suddenly stood up and clapped his hands and said: "Dear brothers and sisters, we are gathered here today, it is fate!"

"I am not talented, I want to express what I think in my heart, I am willing to give you a chance!"