Universe’s Ultimate BOSS

”Nguyen Xiaoqi hugged Xiaoqi.“ Xiaoqi Xiang Nguyen Xiaoqi, because she was a rich man, gave her a nickname and wore a fine bandage. "

“Excuse me. Excuse me!” Wang Hao replied: “Xiaobai Wang Xiaobai, because he can order Buddha's law, people send nicknames, milk to reach out (like the palm of a god)”

“Phew...”

The whole place sprayed again, I really don't know what to say to these two shameless people.

Say they're nasty!?

But this literary work is impressive!

Say they have culture!?

That's a little too nasty!

Xiaobai Qi drummed out Xiaoben, wrote on it some month of the year, Wang Hao damaged Xiaobai's reputation and needed to compensate 10 tons of carrots.

Nguyen Xiaoqi's face changed slightly and found that he really met his opponent.

Wang Hao seriously measured Qi Nguyen Xiaoqi, also felt an unprecedented pressure.

Xiao Zilong couldn't keep watching, hugging the fist: “This girl, if it's more literary, we don't think anyone here can meet Miss Cochin's standards, I wonder if we can compare it to something else!? ”

Qin Jiutian nodded: “Miss Kexin is looking for a partner to accompany her on the road to the sky. This must be strength, not someone to talk to, so let's compare it to something else! ”

Zheng Xiegu agreed: “As long as Miss Kexin takes me on the road to the sky, I promise to listen to Miss Kexin on the way, and never act alone. ”

The voice just came down, and the whole crowd shouted.

“I really don't get it, why should I have literary merit on this road to heaven?! ”

“No, it's not like Miss Cochin is dating Biwen. What kind of literary work is that?! ”

“People with culture these days, most of them are Sven scum, or are we good, straight ahead, safe! ”

“It makes sense, let me tell you, why don't you just do it and pick the strongest! ”

“I think Zheng Xiegu is right, as long as Miss Kexin takes us, we promise to obey. ”

“That's right, the road to heaven is looking for an opportunity to see what literary merit is!? ”

“ ……… ”

The maid sighed. She had already told Cochin that it would be difficult to find someone with a literary background in this group.

Unfortunately, her mistress had to find someone with culture, which made her very helpless.

“If you can't do it, don't beep blindly. Who says no one can meet Miss Cochin's standards?!? Aren't I human or something?” Nguyen Xiaoqi gave everyone here a contemptuous look.

Wang Haolian nodded with great approval.

Qin Jiutian coldly said: “Nguyen Xiaoqi, Miss Kexin is looking for a cultural person, not a shameless hooligan like you. ”

“Who are you calling a shameless hooligan!? ”

Nguyen Xiaoqi's face instantly cooled down, surrounded by breath, obviously ready to go.

“Say you're a shameless hooligan. What's wrong!? Do you want to fight me again?” Qin Nine Days scorned a smile and surrounded himself with an extremely horrible breath.

Wang Hao Rao looked at Nguyen Xiaoqi and Qin Nine Days with interest and found that both of them had reached the Lord of the heavenly universe, and from the annual wheel of both of them, none of them were over a thousand years old.

Though the millennial age was quite young for a practitioner of the multiverse, it was definitely old for him.

Little whispered: “It's so embarrassing to say that I'm a genius!? There's no rabbit in the mountain. Tiger is king! ”

Wang Hao turned his eyes and lost to this narcissistic rabbit.

The maid hurried, “Please stop, my lady said, as long as someone can write a poem describing the scenery, he will pass the first level. ”

“Level one!? ”

The whole scene suddenly stood still. Are there still several levels down here!?

The maid hastily said: "My lady is looking for a partner who is both literary and martial, so the first level is Biwen, the second level is more talented than the individual, and the third level is martial arts. As long as someone can pass the level, then my lady and I can go to the road to find an opportunity. ”

“Oh, my God! ”

The whole audience made a moan, they still had a little hope for the next two levels, but this first level is Biwen, that's really hard for them!

Nguyen Xiaoqi laughed: “This poem depicts the scenery. This is the least of the best. Listen up, the curve path runs through the shadows, and the two peaks climb into the stream. Springs dripping in the cave, grass on the walls. Water fish are difficult to feed, no woodland birds to feed themselves. Poor thing, how many fans! ”

The scenery depicted in this poem is very beautiful.

But from Nguyen Xiaoqi's mouth, why is it so nasty!?

“Good poem, good poem...” Wang Haolian applauded: “Now that Brother Nguyen is here, it's my turn to dedicate an ugly song. ”

Nguyen Xiaoqi glanced softly: "Brother Wang, please! ”

Wang Hao took two steps pretending, then shook his head and said: “Crying pain, old man, unconscious, tips, running water, letting clip, drumming, stitches, hands numbness, sun absorption, under knees, short and long people, adding! ”

The whole scene was suddenly stupid, this Nguyen Xiaoqi could barely count the poems describing the scenery, but this Wang Xiaobai was too explicit!?

“Nasty! ”

Xiao Zilong's face was angry: “I think it would be an insult to throw this shameless person out. ”

“Get out, get out...”

The whole crowd joined the motion and unanimously demanded that Wang Hao be expelled.

Nguyen Xiaoqi pulled Wang Hao and whispered: “Brother Wang, you should change the song! This poem is deliberate, but the poem is wrong! ”

“I thought I'd found someone I knew, but who knows...”

Wang Hao sighed with disappointment and flew to the front of a wall, then took out the sword of dominion and quickly danced.

“Shh...”

Spin, a sharp wind burst, only a dark sword quickly crossed from the eyes of the crowd.

Everyone frowned and wondered what Wang Xiaobai was up to.

A moment later, Wang Hao stopped his sword and gently blew his breath against the wall.

“Wow...”

The next second, the debris on the wall slowly dropped, with dozens of powerful, iron-painted silver hooks.

Old vine ravens, small bridges running water, ancient roads westerly wind skinny horses. In the sunset, the broken intestines are everywhere.

At this moment, the whole audience was completely stunned, good guy, so this poem can be solved like this, too much higher than the poem of Nguyen Xiaoqi, whether it's in the mood or forced.

Nguyen Xiaoqiaomei stared and felt that he had not met his opponent, but a senior tall man.

Wang Hao sighed: “I am often out of line with you because I am not perverted enough. Today I finally proved this. This is a good poem. You can all imagine it so nasty. This is not what perverts are...”