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"Fate!"

Qin Feng immediately stood up.

I didn't expect that just when I was thinking about Fang Chang, fate made them meet in the next second.

At the same time, he also remembered the petite figure he saw before.

No wonder he looked so familiar, it turned out to be Fang Chang, who had just grown up next door.

"Princess may have remembered it wrong!"

Mr. Yu said: "I have never accepted a disciple named Fang Chang, and I have never heard of anyone who was a disciple of the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty."

"Fuck, so brave!"

Qin Feng immediately cast an admiring look.

He knew that Mr. Yu was keeping Fang Chang for the sake of the relationship between master and disciple, but the last person who had such an idea had his grave covered with grass several meters high.

"No!?"

Princess Nanfeng frowned slightly, obviously not believing it.

You know, Mr. Eryue has the most powerful intelligence network in the ancient times. If he says Fang Chang is in Zhiwei Bookstore, then he must be in Zhiwei Bookstore.

But Mr. Eryue is dead now, and she really doesn't know what Fang Chang's alias is.

At this time-

The scholars around began to stir.

Judging from Princess Nanfeng's expression, Fang Chang is obviously not among them.

And now among Mr. Yu's disciples, except Sanqiu and Jianghe, all others are here, which means Fang Chang is among them.

As for Mr. Yu's saying that there is no one, they simply can't listen.

The temptation of a great emperor is not a matter of fighting for a few years less, it is simply a super opportunity to ascend to heaven in one step.

As for who is Fang Chang!?

This is not a multiple-choice question. For the position of the great emperor, they all want it!

"Fang Chang!!"

The scholars around looked at each other calmly.

Although they all worshipped Mr. Yu as their teacher and were students of Zhiwei Bookstore, many of them came from big families and sent messages to ask the family to send people to support them.

Soon——

The news about Fang Chang spread throughout the ancient wasteland, and the entire ancient wasteland immediately became boiling.

"Great, finally there is news about Fang Chang!"

"Five thrones have been taken, and only the last one is left."

"In troubled times, only strength is the confidence, I want this throne of the emperor."

"Is it going from strength to weakness, or from decline to decline?"

"Is this a multiple choice question? I want them all!!"

"That's right, I'd rather stab a thousand people than let one go!"

"........."

As the news spread quickly, countless masters went to Zhiwei Bookstore, includingSitong, who had been looking for Fang Chang for several years.

"Finally, we found the news about my junior brother!"

Sitong was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

Ever since the Great Guangming Temple was destroyed by the three evil monks, they have been looking for Fang Chang with the golden body of Tiga Buddha. The process in between is hard to describe.

Fortunately, they finally got the news about Fang Chang, and they can finally revive the glory of the Great Guangming Temple.

"With the talent of my junior brother in Buddhism, he will definitely be able to use the golden body of Tiga Buddha!" ​​xiaoshubao.net

Sitong, with this belief, took the golden body of Tiga Buddha and embarked on the journey to Zhiwei Book House.

Just as the major forces gathered towards Zhiwei Book House, Jianghe himself just wanted to stay away from Qin Feng, the big devil.

"Jianghe, where are you going!?"

Sanqiu chased him desperately behind him, trying to take Jianghe back.

But no matter what he said, Jianghe was not moved at all and was determined to leave Zhiwei Book House.

Buzz! Buzz!

A crisp sword sound suddenly sounded, causing the void to vibrate violently.

"Not good!!"

Jiang He's face suddenly changed, and his body quickly dodged.

Eight figures appeared in front of him, each of them was surging with strong sword intent, it was Yijian and the seven sword slaves of Mingjian Villa.

Since Jiutian was killed by Ye Chen, Yijian has tasted the warmth and coldness of human feelings in the world.

The big and small forces that used to bow and scrape to them now showed disgusting faces, wishing to step on them and mock them fiercely.

For the young master of Mingjian Villa, who has been superior to others since childhood, such humiliation is even more uncomfortable than killing him, so he wants to revive Mingjian Villa at all costs.

Those who look down on him will be stepped on again.

I don't know if it is God's mercy or his father's spirit in heaven, the six emperors actually appeared at this time, and it was a coincidence that they met.

Although Fang Chang has become a delicate little girl now, he still recognized her at a glance.

"No wonder he could hide for so many years without being discovered!"

The seven great sword slaves couldn't help but sigh.

If they hadn't seen Fang Chang in the life and death elimination a few years ago, who would dare to believe that the little girl in front of them would be Fang Chang!?

Boom!

The sharp sword light slashed in front of Jiang He, and a deafening roar sounded.

"It's him!!"

Jiang He recognized Yi Jian and others at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart.

Although he broke through to the Piaomiao realm after absorbing the energy of the old devil, the seven great sword slaves were masters of the Guiyi realm, and they were obviously unable to do it against seven people.

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He ran away!!"

Yijian seemed to see through Jiang He's desire to run, and drew out the magic sword behind him and rushed up.

But Jiang He had no intention of fighting them head-on, turned around and used all his strength to quickly disappear.

"What's going on!"

Sanqiu was confused as he watched from the side, not understanding why the group of people were chasing Jianghe.

But he could also see that Yijian was not a good person, and Jianghe would definitely not have a good ending if he fell into their hands.

"Jianghe, wait for me!"

Sanqiu saw that he was no match for his opponent, so he turned back decisively to ask for help.

At this time-

Zhiwei Bookstore.

Mr. Yu seemed to have a premonition that there would be a fierce battle next, and was writing a book, and the power of heaven and earth became confused.

"So powerful!!"

Yu Lan and others couldn't help but cover their lips and exclaimed.

If the thunder tribulation caused by Qin Feng's refining was a little scar, then the injury of her father with the help of the power of heaven and earth was ten.

"So-so!" Qian Jun said with disdain: "Our boss can write to bring peace to the world and can decide the fate of the world. If he takes the path of literary cultivation, I'm afraid the scholars in the world will have no food to eat." "That's right!" Wan Ma nodded repeatedly and said: "There are ten talents in the world, and my boss has twelve. The scholars in the world owe him two." "What a big tone!" The scholars present were all arrogant and proud. They felt unhappy when they heard this. Although Qin Feng's four sentences of Hengqu were famous in the literary world, it was too outrageous to say that the scholars in the world owed him two. It was simply outrageous, and it was outrageous to the extreme! "Keep a low profile! " Yu Lan couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered in Qin Feng's ear: "Here are all literary cultivators. Compared with them, we martial artists can't even write our own names properly. "

"You haven't found a good pen!"

Qin Feng said seriously: "If you find a good pen, you can copy it, copy it carefully. Even if you don't copy the cursive style, you can copy it several times. When the pen is broken, the calligraphy will be natural..."
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