Chapter 238

Watching one person offering poems and playing music, but no maid came out on the flower boat. More and more monks wanted to cry without tears, but they couldn't say anything

If the thing they want to do most now is to hang up those people who have flower boats to go on before, but they just want to go on the flower boat in the middle of the river!

But then again, don't you want to go to the flower boat in the middle of the river?

This must be what I want!

Such a beautiful mountain scenery, such a delicate face and a man of practice can take it away after one night. Which man can calm down for this?

He is a monk and not a monk. Besides, it is estimated that the monk can't control it.

"Hum! Aren't those two mountains more magnificent? That's it? Men are really not good things! It's all right now. I can't get on a flower boat. I think I deserve it! "

At a place by the river, a girl with black hair said that as a white fox, she hid her long silver hair and fox characteristics. At this time, she was more like a beautiful girl next door.

Another girl was also very unhappy: "yes, yes, what's great about being older! Is it as good as our master's! If these men see the true face of our master, they can't burn with desire? "

"Bai Xiu! Bai Yu! Stop talking nonsense! "

Bai Ling scolded.

The two girls tooted their mouths and wanted to say something, but when they saw sister Bai Ling's angry appearance, they closed their mouths, stroked their waist with both hands and bowed.

"Please forgive me, younger martial sister..."

Bai Ling also owes a salute to a woman who, despite hiding her true face, still frequently attracts others to look back.

In fact, Bai Ling is also very unwilling.

If the master is not hiding his face, but showing his true face, what about the hundred flower boats on the river?

What if it's bigger than the master? Is it good to be big? Can you eat it?

The master's figure is the most perfect one he has ever seen!

It seems that he didn't hear the voice of Bai Ling and others. Bai Jiuyi is still looking at the monks who rise one after another, chanting poetry, playing piano, calligraphy and painting. It seems that he is waiting for someone.

Even the woman doesn't know. If he really rises in the air, will he go to the flower boat in the middle of the river?

What he likes, can it be such a woman?

However, Bai Jiuyi didn't wait for Jiang Linfei to write poetry and play the piano, but a pig flew up.

This pig looks familiar.

I seem to have seen it when I visited the demon family world.

oh

Isn't this the demon king thousands of years ago? Now I came to the ethereal sect? She arranged it? That's interesting.

"It's a good night! I'll write a poem! "

Between five hundred pounds of Ji Ji Bo Na Xiong, some obscene voices spread out, and then when you clear your throat, you have to recite poetry!

But before a word jumped out of the pig's mouth in the air, a river lion roared again!

"Jijibo! You dead pig! I'm dying! "

Hearing the sound, the pig body shook!

"Feifei?!"

"It's my mother!"

While talking, a sow flew into the night sky. The pig's hoof grabbed jijibo's big ear and scolded, while Feifei's tears fell:

"Yes, I am wholehearted! How many days are the sun and moon teaching now? You're looking for a woman outside?! You used to look for pigs! Now you're looking for a Terran girl? Can't I compare with them? unfaithful man! Stinky pig! Dead pig! "

Feifei was crying and kicking jijibo. Two pig hoofs kept hanging Jibo's shoulders

"I can't live any longer! I'll never talk to you again! I'll go back and run away with our litter of pigs! "

Feifei finally shed tears, fell into the ground, turned and ran away, bumping into many friars all the way.

Jijibo hurried down and shouted, "Feifei! I still like pigs, Feifei... It's brother Jiang who forced me to do so! "

"Jijibo! Me@# ￥”

Not far away, Jiang Lin was stunned when he heard jijibo decisively throw the pot to himself.

But why did Feifei come to ethereal city?

Forget it, I'm afraid jijibo won't go back to the sow outside, so I came to gank.

It's okay. It's not a big problem. I still have to carve them.

Sure enough, after jijibo left, Diao Da soared into the air.

But instead of Diao Da's poems, he picked up a piece of paper and a pen, waving ink in the air like rain!

A moment later, I saw a big arch claw carved and saluted: "this calligraphy is dedicated to the girl in the heart of the river. The word is like a person. The girl will understand it."

When they looked around, they saw two huge characters on the calligraphy and painting: "carving! Big! "

All of a sudden, people were not happy, and there were voices of Crusades everywhere! Even my buddy wants to untie his belt and compete with him

Of course, there was no movement on the river. Instead, a big owl flew into the air and flapped its wings on the big eagle's head:

"Big! I don't know! First lose money, now find a girl! You can do it! Looking for a girl, right? You can! I'm going to find Yingbi. I have a nest with him! "

"Through the eagle! no, it isn't! Brother Jiang just asked me to do it. It's brother Jiang who wants to get on that flower boat! Transparent Eagle ~ ~ "

Before the elder of Kongling sect who maintained order drove Diao Da down, he saw two birds chasing each other and running away.

"It's okay! And Wuke and Fang copy skirts! " Jiang Lin deeply wiped his face. "I don't believe it. Lotus and cousin Fang can come!!!"

After a while, a bald head and a normal man took off in the night sky and bowed to the river bank:

"Wu Ke is devoted to miss lotus. If there are fellow believers, please remember to defend and prove for us that I have never done anything sorry for Miss lotus this night!"

"I'm also interested in my cousin's skirt copying! Brother Jiang coerced me to wait for the flower boat tonight! But my conscience! Cousin, are you there? I was really forced by brother Jiang... "

On the bank, Jiang Lin's chest was stuffy and he felt a little dizzy

It's over. There's only one left.

The ranking of this cultural conference is based on the talent performance of five people, and then the best score of four people is the sum of the best scores.

Of course, you can also choose one person to perform four different talents, and then one person with four pits to win the game.

But here comes the problem! I can copy poetry! What about other talents?

Does the drawing book count?

For a moment, Jiang Lin wanted to cry.

However, the atmosphere of the spirit River in this time and space was carved. After they stirred it, they were much easier, and there was no longer the previous depression and anger.

And if you can get on the flower boat, you can add a lot of points! It can be said that it is absolutely no problem to determine the top dozens!

Bite your teeth! The river is in the air!

I don't believe it! Master, can you come?!