"What fate!"
Qin Feng immediately became angry.
Unexpectedly, just a moment ago, I was still missing Fang Chang, and the next second, fate brought them together.
At the same time, he also remembered the petite figure he had seen before.
No wonder it looks so familiar, it turns out to be the newly grown square boy next door.
"The princess may have remembered it wrong!"
Mr. Yu said: "I have never accepted a disciple named Fang Chang, let alone anyone who was a disciple of the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty."
"Damn, you're so brave!"
Qin Feng immediately cast an admiring look.
He knew that Mr. Yu wanted to preserve the relationship between master and disciple, but the grass on the grave of the last person who had this idea was already several meters high.
"No!?"
Princess Nanfeng frowned slightly, obviously not believing this.
You know, Mr. Yue Yue has the most powerful intelligence network in ancient times. He said that if Fang Chang is in Zhiwei Bookstore, he must be in Zhiwei Bookstore.
It's just that Mr. February 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, it was obvious that there was no Fang Chang among them.
Now among Mr. Yu's disciples, apart from San Qiu and Jiang He, many others are here, which means Fang Chang is among them.
As for whether Mr. Yu said it or not, they simply couldn't listen.
The temptation of being a great emperor is not just a matter of years of hard work. It is simply a super opportunity to reach the sky in one step.
As for who is Fang Chang!?
This is not a multiple-choice question at all. For the sake of the throne of the Great Emperor, they want them all!
"Fang Chang!!"
The scholars around looked at each other calmly.
Although they all worshiped Mr. Yu as their teacher and were students of Zhiwei Bookstore, many of them were from big families, and they sent messages one after another asking the family to send people to support them.
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soon--
The news about Fang Chang spread throughout the ancient world, and the entire ancient world immediately became excited.
"Great, finally there is news about Fang Chang!"
"The five emperors have been named, and only the last one is left."
"In troubled times, only strength is the source of confidence. I want this position of emperor."
"Is it one day and three autumns, or is it a downward spiral!?"
"Is this a multiple-choice question? I want them all!!"
"That's right, I'd rather stab a thousand people by mistake than let one go!"
“…”
As the news spread quickly, countless experts went to Zhiwei Bookstore, including Sitong, who had been looking for Fang Chang for several years.
"Finally found the news about my junior brother!"
Sitong was so excited that he almost burst into tears.
Ever since the Daguangming Temple was destroyed by the three demon monks, they took the golden body of Buddha Tiga and searched for Fang Chang. The process was even more difficult to describe.
Fortunately, they finally got the news about Fang Chang, and they were finally able to restore the glory of Daguangming Temple.
"With my little junior brother's talent in Buddhism, he will definitely be able to use the golden body of Buddha Tiga!"
Relying on this belief, Sitong took the golden body of Buddha Tiga and embarked on a journey to Zhiwei Bookstore.
While all major forces were gathering towards Zhiwei Bookstore, Jiang He himself just wanted to stay away from Qin Feng, the big devil.
"Jiang He, where are you going!?"
Sanqiu chased after him desperately, trying to take Jiang He back.
But no matter what he said, Jiang He was not moved at all and was determined to leave Zhiwei Bookstore.
Buzz! Buzz!
A crisp sword sound suddenly sounded, causing the void to shake violently.
"not good!!"
Jiang He's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly dodged away.
Eight figures appeared in front of them, each with strong sword intent surging around their body. They were none other than Yi Jian and the Seven Great Sword Slaves of the Famous Sword Villa.
Ever since Jiutian was beheaded by Ye Chen, Yi Jian has tasted the warmth and warmth of humanity in the world.
The big and small forces that had bowed to them in the past now had disgusting expressions on their faces, wanting to step on them and ridicule them fiercely.
For the young owner of Mingjian Villa, who has been superior to others since childhood, such humiliation is more uncomfortable than killing him, so he must revive Mingjian Villa at all costs.
Those who looked down upon him were trampled under his feet once again.
I don't know whether it was God's mercy or his father's spirit in heaven, but the six emperors actually appeared at this time, and luckily they met him by chance.
Although Fang Chang has now become a cute little loli, he still recognized her at a glance.
"No wonder he has been able to hide for so many years without being discovered!"
The seven sword slaves couldn't help but sigh.
If we hadn't seen Fang Chang in the elimination of life and death a few years ago, who would have dared to believe that the little loli in front of us was Fang Chang!?
Boom!!
The sharp sword light slashed down from in front of Jiang He, followed by a deafening roar.
"It's him!!"
Jiang He recognized Yi Jian and the others at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel surprised.
Although he broke through to the Misty Realm after absorbing the energy of the old devil, the Seven Great Sword Slaves are masters of the Guiyi Realm, and a pair of seven obviously felt powerless.
"We can't let him run away!!"
Yi Jian seemed to see through the river and wanted to run, so he drew the magic sword behind him and rushed forward.
However, Jiang He had no intention of fighting them head-on. He turned around and used all his strength to suck milk and quickly disappeared.
"what's the situation!?"
Sanqiu looked on with a confused look on his face, not understanding why those people wanted to chase Jiang He.
However, he could also see that Yi Jian was not a good person, and Jiang He would definitely not end well if he fell into their hands.
"Jiang He, wait for me!"
Seeing that he was no match, Sanqiu decisively turned around and went back to bring in reinforcements.
at this time--
Zhiwei Bookstore.
Mr. Yu also seemed to have a premonition that there would be a fierce battle next, and he was writing a letter, and the power of heaven and earth became confused.
"Amazing!!"
Yu Lan and others couldn't help covering their lips and exclaimed.
If the lightning disaster caused by Qin Feng's weapon refining is one scar, then the injury caused by her biological father with the help of the power of heaven and earth is ten.
"so so!"
Qian Jun said with a look of disgust on his face: "Our boss is capable of writing to bring order to the world, and he is capable of using his horse to settle the world. If he takes the path of literary cultivation, I am afraid that all the scholars in the world will have nothing to eat."
"That is!"
Wanma nodded repeatedly and said: "There are ten measures of talent in the world, but my boss has only twelve measures, and the scholars in the world owe him two measures."
"What a loud tone!"
The scholars present were all arrogant people, and when they heard this, they immediately felt unhappy.
Although Qin Feng's four lines about Hengqu are famous in the literary world, it would be outrageous to say that the world's scholars owe him a debt of gratitude.
It’s so outrageous that his mother opened the door for outrageous things. It’s so outrageous!
"Low-point!!"
Yu Lan couldn't stand it anymore and whispered in Qin Feng's ear: "All the literary cultivators here are. Compared with them, we martial cultivators can't even write our own names."
"This is because you haven't found a good pen!"
Qin Feng said seriously: "If you encounter a good pen, you can copy it. If you copy it well, even if you don't copy the cursive style, you can still copy it several times. When the pen breaks, calligraphy will be natural..."
This chapter has been completed!