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Only the suffocating Yan Meiniang in the crowd, with a faint charming smile on her little face from beginning to end, seemed to have expected such an outcome and did not show any accident.
"Ha ha, that's nice..."
The sound of a light smile sounded leisurely from the civil and military ministers of the Daliang royal family, breaking the silence on the court. It was the poetic rhyme. Her towering and moving breast fell slowly, and her carved fine face was filled with a sincere smile.
"How nice? Poetic rhyme, what did you say? "
Nearby, a cold cry came from her teacher, Zu gongjinde.
Poetic rhyme suddenly returned to his mind. He quickly shrunk his neck, spit out his pink tongue and beautiful glazed eyes, and secretly circulated. Only then did he find that the civil and military ministers around, including his majesty Liang, all looked at themselves with extremely gloomy faces.
"God, the God in my heart lost to this Chinese youth. Who can tell me that this is just a dream?"
"My grass, this Chinese youth, is it a God or a demon? How can it be so powerful that it is heinous."
"Woo woo, my God has been defeated. I went to the toilet to cry. Don't pull me!"
"Let's go get the eggs and kill the Chinese boy!"
“……”
On the whole training ground, suddenly, it seemed as if the pot had burst open, and all the Daliang people were amazed.
Qin Yi put away his smoke and cloud spear and stood proudly in the center of the training ground, not moved by the screams around him.
He slowly turned around, looked up at his Majesty the girder on the platform, and said, "Your Majesty, I have defeated Tan Zong. Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
His voice was not big, but he suppressed all the screams around him, so that everyone present could listen carefully.
His majesty Daliang sat in the crowd and his face was gloomy to the extreme. The Chinese teenager posted the "how could it be so simple" of Daliang. The royal family posted all the notices. He had already announced to the world that I had an alchemy competition with the Chinese teenager. How can he take it back? Besides, this Chinese teenager has defeated our No. 1 expert in Daliang, and let us lose all face. This time, I must win back this face in the alchemy competition. "
Gong Jinde said lightly, "although this Chinese teenager is really amazing in the alchemy technology, at that time, I will propose to refine my best 'Dragon Qi health pill'. In refining this kind of pill, I am 80% sure of winning him."
"However, Shizu, Qin Yi's attainments in the field of alchemy are really unfathomable. We'd better find a way to cancel the alchemy competition."
Poetry is painstaking.
"Hum!"
Gong Jinde's face was gloomy. He snorted coldly, looked at the poetic rhyme, and leisurely became a bit sharp: "poetic rhyme, are you afraid that I will beat him in the alchemy competition?"
This
The poem was stunned.
She didn't expect Gong Jinde to think so.
"The rhyme of poetry is still in the competition between the Chinese youth and Tan Zong. You can see that Tan Zong lost in the hands of the Chinese youth. You are not ashamed, but proud. With this in mind, you are no longer worthy to be the people of Daliang. Now, you are actually worried that the Chinese youth will lose in my hands and painstakingly dissuade me from giving up this alchemy competition. Do you know that you have betrayed Liang and are a great sin! "
Gong Jinde shouted in a deep voice.
"Ah..."
The poem rhymes like a wooden bird: "but Shizu, Qin Yi, he is..."
"He's your Savior, isn't he? But just because of this, you have to betray the whole beam, don't you? "
Gong Jinde took a step forward and his eyes were as sharp as a blade: "tell you, Shiyun, just now I went to the palace. Your majesty has decided to dismiss your iron guard and torture you with thirty iron men. If you survive the torture of thirty iron men, you will be exiled to the North wasteland."
what?
Shiyun's face suddenly turned white, her delicate body trembled, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.
Thirty iron men are thirty mechanism men made of iron. Each iron man has the strength of the five realms of the patriarchal road. The most important thing is that they have no life, will not die, and can fight tirelessly.
This kind of torture is to throw the criminals into the thirty iron men and fight them. Such a terrible thirty iron men, like the criminals thrown into them, will eventually be blasted into a pool of meat mud. Even tan Zong, the first expert of the girder, can't hold on for three hours.
In other words, this time, the royal family of Daliang wanted to put poetry to death by such torture.
"Shizu, Qin Yi is my life-saving benefactor. I can't forget his kindness to me. As long as he is a normal person, he will respond like that. Your majesty, how can he dismiss me just because of this, and even execute me with this cruel criminal law?"
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Only the suffocating Yan Meiniang in the crowd, with a faint charming smile on her little face from beginning to end, seemed to have expected such an outcome and did not show any accident.
"Ha ha, that's nice..."
The sound of a light smile sounded leisurely from the civil and military ministers of the Daliang royal family, breaking the silence on the court. It was the poetic rhyme. Her towering and moving breast fell slowly, and her carved fine face was filled with a sincere smile.
"How nice? Poetic rhyme, what did you say? "
Nearby, a cold cry came from her teacher, Zu gongjinde.
Poetic rhyme suddenly returned to his mind. He quickly shrunk his neck, spit out his pink tongue and beautiful glazed eyes, and secretly circulated. Only then did he find that the civil and military ministers around, including his majesty Liang, all looked at themselves with extremely gloomy faces.
"God, the God in my heart lost to this Chinese youth. Who can tell me that this is just a dream?"
"My grass, this Chinese youth, is it a God or a demon? How can it be so powerful that it is heinous."
"Woo woo, my God has been defeated. I went to the toilet to cry. Don't pull me!"
"Let's go get the eggs and kill the Chinese boy!"
“……”
On the whole training ground, suddenly, it seemed as if the pot had burst open, and all the Daliang people were amazed.
Qin Yi put away his smoke and cloud spear and stood proudly in the center of the training ground, not moved by the screams around him.
He slowly turned around, looked up at his Majesty the girder on the platform, and said, "Your Majesty, I have defeated Tan Zong. Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
His voice was not big, but he suppressed all the screams around him, so that everyone present could listen carefully.
His majesty Daliang sat in the crowd and his face was gloomy to the extreme. The Chinese teenager posted the "how could it be so simple" of Daliang. The royal family posted all the notices. He had already announced to the world that I had an alchemy competition with the Chinese teenager. How can he take it back? Besides, this Chinese teenager has defeated our No. 1 expert in Daliang, and let us lose all face. This time, I must win back this face in the alchemy competition. "
Gong Jinde said lightly, "although this Chinese teenager is really amazing in the alchemy technology, at that time, I will propose to refine my best 'Dragon Qi health pill'. In refining this kind of pill, I am 80% sure of winning him."
"However, Shizu, Qin Yi's attainments in the field of alchemy are really unfathomable. We'd better find a way to cancel the alchemy competition."
Poetry is painstaking.
"Hum!"
Gong Jinde's face was gloomy. He snorted coldly, looked at the poetic rhyme, and leisurely became a bit sharp: "poetic rhyme, are you afraid that I will beat him in the alchemy competition?"
This
The poem was stunned.
She didn't expect Gong Jinde to think so.
"The rhyme of poetry is still in the competition between the Chinese youth and Tan Zong. You can see that Tan Zong lost in the hands of the Chinese youth. You are not ashamed, but proud. With this in mind, you are no longer worthy to be the people of Daliang. Now, you are actually worried that the Chinese youth will lose in my hands and painstakingly dissuade me from giving up this alchemy competition. Do you know that you have betrayed Liang and are a great sin! "
Gong Jinde shouted in a deep voice.
"Ah..."
The poem rhymes like a wooden bird: "but Shizu, Qin Yi, he is..."
"He's your Savior, isn't he? But just because of this, you have to betray the whole beam, don't you? "
Gong Jinde took a step forward and his eyes were as sharp as a blade: "tell you, Shiyun, just now I went to the palace. Your majesty has decided to dismiss your iron guard and torture you with thirty iron men. If you survive the torture of thirty iron men, you will be exiled to the North wasteland."
what?
Shiyun's face suddenly turned white, her delicate body trembled, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.
Thirty iron men are thirty mechanism men made of iron. Each iron man has the strength of the five realms of the patriarchal road. The most important thing is that they have no life, will not die, and can fight tirelessly.
This kind of torture is to throw the criminals into the thirty iron men and fight them. Such a terrible thirty iron men, like the criminals thrown into them, will eventually be blasted into a pool of meat mud. Even tan Zong, the first expert of the girder, can't hold on for three hours.
In other words, this time, the royal family of Daliang wanted to put poetry to death by such torture.
"Shizu, Qin Yi is my life-saving benefactor. I can't forget his kindness to me. As long as he is a normal person, he will respond like that. Your majesty, how can he dismiss me just because of this, and even execute me with this cruel criminal law?"
Only the suffocating Yan Meiniang in the crowd, with a faint charming smile on her little face from beginning to end, seemed to have expected such an outcome and did not show any accident."Ha ha, that's nice..."The sound of a light smile sounded leisurely from the civil and military ministers of the Daliang royal family, breaking the silence on the court. It was the poetic rhyme. Her towering and moving breast fell slowly, and her carved fine face was filled with a sincere smile."How nice? Poetic rhyme, what did you say? "Nearby, a cold cry came from her teacher, Zu gongjinde.Poetic rhyme suddenly returned to his mind. He quickly shrunk his neck, spit out his pink tongue and beautiful glazed eyes, and secretly circulated. Only then did he find that the civil and military ministers around, including his majesty Liang, all looked at themselves with extremely gloomy faces."God, the God in my heart lost to this Chinese youth. Who can tell me that this is just a dream?""My grass, this Chinese youth, is it a God or a demon? How can it be so powerful that it is heinous.""Woo woo, my God has been defeated. I went to the toilet to cry. Don't pull me!""Let's go get the eggs and kill the Chinese boy!"On the whole training ground, suddenly, it seemed as if the pot had burst open, and all the Daliang people were amazed.Qin Yi put away his smoke and cloud spear and stood proudly in the center of the training ground, not moved by the screams around him.He slowly turned around, looked up at his Majesty the girder on the platform, and said, "Your Majesty, I have defeated Tan Zong. Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."His voice was not big, but he suppressed all the screams around him, so that everyone present could listen carefully.His majesty Daliang sat in the crowd and his face was gloomy to the extreme. The Chinese teenager posted the "how could it be so simple" of Daliang. The royal family posted all the notices. He had already announced to the world that I had an alchemy competition with the Chinese teenager. How can he take it back? Besides, this Chinese teenager has defeated our No. 1 expert in Daliang, and let us lose all face. This time, I must win back this face in the alchemy competition. "Gong Jinde said lightly, "although this Chinese teenager is really amazing in the alchemy technology, at that time, I will propose to refine my best 'Dragon Qi health pill'. In refining this kind of pill, I am 80% sure of winning him.""However, Shizu, Qin Yi's attainments in the field of alchemy are really unfathomable. We'd better find a way to cancel the alchemy competition."Poetry is painstaking."Hum!"Gong Jinde's face was gloomy. He snorted coldly, looked at the poetic rhyme, and leisurely became a bit sharp: "poetic rhyme, are you afraid that I will beat him in the alchemy competition?"ThisThe poem was stunned.She didn't expect Gong Jinde to think so."The rhyme of poetry is still in the competition between the Chinese youth and Tan Zong. You can see that Tan Zong lost in the hands of the Chinese youth. You are not ashamed, but proud. With this in mind, you are no longer worthy to be the people of Daliang. Now, you are actually worried that the Chinese youth will lose in my hands and painstakingly dissuade me from giving up this alchemy competition. Do you know that you have betrayed Liang and are a great sin! "Gong Jinde shouted in a deep voice."Ah..."The poem rhymes like a wooden bird: "but Shizu, Qin Yi, he is...""He's your Savior, isn't he? But just because of this, you have to betray the whole beam, don't you? "Gong Jinde took a step forward and his eyes were as sharp as a blade: "tell you, Shiyun, just now I went to the palace. Your majesty has decided to dismiss your iron guard and torture you with thirty iron men. If you survive the torture of thirty iron men, you will be exiled to the North wasteland."what?Shiyun's face suddenly turned white, her delicate body trembled, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.Thirty iron men are thirty mechanism men made of iron. Each iron man has the strength of the five realms of the patriarchal road. The most important thing is that they have no life, will not die, and can fight tirelessly.This kind of torture is to throw the criminals into the thirty iron men and fight them. Such a terrible thirty iron men, like the criminals thrown into them, will eventually be blasted into a pool of meat mud. Even tan Zong, the first expert of the girder, can't hold on for three hours.In other words, this time, the royal family of Daliang wanted to put poetry to death by such torture."Shizu, Qin Yi is my life-saving benefactor. I can't forget his kindness to me. As long as he is a normal person, he will respond like that. Your majesty, how can he dismiss me just because of this, and even execute me with this cruel criminal law?"
