Heavenly Star

Chapter 065 Wen Dou - Emperor Wang Bo

Amazing, enviable, excited... even a large proportion of the elderly and middle-aged people stood up from their seats, excited to look at Ye Wuchen's sword god ring, a face of respect and fanaticism. For most young people, the Sword God is merely a mythical being, sounds like nothing, and for them, the weight of the word "Sword God” is too heavy. It was their backbone, their faith, and the whole kingdom of Tianlong.

At this time, the dragonfly above the tens of thousands of people also stood up, a face of ecstasy and reverence. Then he shouted: "I never thought that Wuchen would be the disciple of the predecessor of the sword god, and that the only one who could get the ring of the sword god would be the predecessor of the sword god. The Sword God Herald has finally appeared, and is the son of the Ye family in Tianlong City. It can be seen that the Sword God's predecessors have never forgotten us. It is truly a blessing, a blessing! Ha-ha-ha! ”

Dragonflies laugh loudly and infect others. Yeah, the Sword God didn't forget them, and chose the son of the Ye family as his disciple, which means that the next Sword God will surely serve the heavenly dragon kingdom for the rest of his life like the wind and sun of the great wind kingdom, becoming the guardian god of the heavenly dragon kingdom. At this time, their vision of Ye Wuchen had changed dramatically. Because he is the heir of the Sword God, the next Sword God!

“Wu Chen, I believe that your future achievements will exceed the honorable master!” Dragonfly said heavily.

Beyond the Sword God, is there a higher rating than this!? But according to Ye Wuchen's performance before, no one feels that this evaluation is too much fire, even the younger-looking Lin family subconsciously fully agrees.

“The emperor is flattered.” Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

“Oh, I see. The honored master has already stepped into Shinto, so it seems that not only is his sword, but even his chess books and drawings have entered Shinto, which we cannot imagine. No wonder. No wonder.” The old man touched his white beard and went on to say: “Young man, old man, if I make a request, can I give this" And Tillian Flower "to this old man, old man, I will remove all vulgar and awkward works on the wall, leave only this one copy, every day must taste fine for three moments to understand the true painting. ”

Ye Wuchen was helpless in the dark. This painting has no so-called "Shinto” at all, but rather cleverly draws on some physical principles. And now the water is dry, the painting is molded, it's just a good painting, you can't repeat that stunning little time. Besides, he painted the painting for his own purposes.

He respectfully said: "Senior elder, this painting already has its master, it is not really suitable for seniors. If seniors don't dislike it, they will personally go to the door to draw three paintings for seniors. Please don't be strange to seniors. ”

“Are you serious? All right, all right!” The old man nodded with joy, then thought back, and laughed aloud: “Hahahaha, I see, I was excited to see this god make an old fool of myself, forgot and the intentions of Tillian flower, this time can laugh generously. ”

His reminder made people understand, and Tiryanhua, which is an illustration of a pair of loving, dependent lovers, and he said that the painting has a Lord... Has he got a heart? Think of it here, a lot of unmarried women are inexorably shattered. Appearance, temperament, birth, martial arts, talent, mastery, none is beyond the reach of others, perfectly unable to pick out any flaws. Such a strange man, it's impossible to meet a second woman in his life, and what kind of woman would be fortunate enough to deserve him.

“Chen, don't call him Senior, he's your grandfather! ”

The nature of shouting is Wang Wencheng. She was already smiling. In the eyes of the mother, her child is always the best. But because her son had been so uncontroversial before, she felt like she had a deep sense of frustration when she mentioned her child in front of outsiders. Ye's astonishing performance today made her joy and pride unspeakable, when she truly felt a sense of pride as a mother, because her son was so brilliant, like a bright pearl, became the focus of attention and depressed the light of all her peers.

The old man was her father, Emperor Wang Bo. Look at them young and old called “young people”, one called “elders”, suddenly felt crying, finally couldn't bear to shout out.

“Huh?” Ye Wuchen looked stiff and surprised.

“Hahahahaha!” Wang Bo laughed comfortably and caressed his beard: “Chen, Grandpa heard that you lost all your memory after being rescued by the Sword God, and still doesn't want to truly acknowledge your loved ones. It's also a human condition, I won't force you to call me Grandpa, but you promised to draw me three paintings, you will not regret this! ”

“Well, never break a promise!” Ye Wuchen replied with a smile.

Wang Bo has rarely seen Ye Wuchen in these years. He occasionally goes to Ye's house, but only talks about expressing his feelings and seeing a few eyes. When he leaves, he shakes his head in secret and is extremely disappointed. And now he sees a dragon that's already flying. Things are volatile, and in his view, this phrase is perfectly reflected in this grandson.

Some who have been bewildered are suddenly enlightened. No wonder the name between the two is so weird, it turns out.

“Okay, now Grandpa can rest assured. Chen, I don't know which lady you want to give this" And Tillian Flower "to.” Wang Bo said with a laugh, he asked the question in public, naturally not out of courage, but he knew that since Ye Wuchen was painting in public, he did not say that the painting already belonged. It must have been that he wanted to give the painting to a person on the spot. His words just pushed the boat along with the water.

In a word, some of the princesses suddenly became restless, nervously gripping the corner of their clothes, their eyes fluttering with hope, their eyes wanting to wear them, and their desire for a huge surprise to descend from the sky.

Ye Wuchen did not answer, and walked to the drawing board, carefully rolled this "And Tillian Flower" into a fine roll, masking the exaggerated and astonishing wind it had once caused. Then he picked up the capsule that Flower Tremor threw at him, and he said, “This painting would not have been complete if it hadn't been for the flower seniors today. Therefore, this painting can be said to be made by me and Hana Senpai, so this painting should have been given to Hana Senpai...”

A large group of people immediately looked silly, some of them almost didn't spit blood on the spot... drew a picture and Tillian flower ended up giving it to one or five big, three big fat gentlemen, this here...

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