Chapter 161： Bibi Dong's problem...........

I don't know how long it took, Yang Zian suddenly opened his eyes.

"Thank you, the question is over, my mood is complete!"

"What..." The old man was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand how Yang Zian reacted so quickly.

Obviously fallen!

Looking at the means of his second disciple, he smiled and said, "Yu Zhenzhen, our mainland is invincible!"

"For my relatives, my disciple treats me like a relative! This is especially true for female disciples."

Well, many of the female disciples wanted to have in-depth exchanges with me.

"In terms of appearance, I am the most handsome!"

"So, don't I find the meaning of my life?"

"And this, isn't it my happiness? Thank you for helping me ask my heart, my Dao heart has been fulfilled." Yang Zian bowed to the old man as a thank you.

The last defect of his own defect was also made up!

The house disappeared and the space was reorganized again...........

Bibi Dong was addicted, and she thought about the hardships of her childhood and the difficulty of becoming a saint.

The pressure on my body, as the Pope, is indeed a bit bigger.........

But at this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly thought of a handsome figure, thinking of the joy of fish and water he brought to himself...

Yes, the rest of my life is so happy!

Especially, I also overthrew the master.........

Bibi Dong feels that he has found the meaning of life!

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On the golden beach, a young man wearing a Confucian crown and a Confucian robe stood there holding a book, that was Ye Wentian's young appearance.

"You are here." Ye Wentian let the hair band fly and looked at Wang Murong Feixue without looking back.

"Yeah, I'm here." Murong Feixue turned his head back to Ye Wentian, and the two of them coincided with each other and looked at each other.

"You finally got to this point." Ye Wentian's voice came over again, and he might not be able to answer the conversation for another person.

"Yes, I have come this far." Murong Feixue replied skillfully. It was the first time he saw someone who could fight against him.

"Come on, ask me a question. If I can't answer it, I count you over." Ye Wentian replied arrogantly.

He inherited the wisdom of the original owner, and the original owner is the number one wise man in the world, and he was taught by a teacher like Yang Zi'an, so he is naturally extremely confident in his own knowledge.

The corner of Murong Feixue's mouth lightly raised, he let out a soft voice, "You give me a sentence similar to someone holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars, there is no such person in the world like me. I voluntarily give up and kowtow to you."

In the inheritance of the position of God, how can a straightforward sentence be important?

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Wentian sighed, "Fine, you're over."

He really doesn't have such pretending words.

Murong Feixue: "Oh, God is nothing but that!"

It is impossible for the king to let go of any chance to pretend to be!

............

The same golden beach, the same people, but Yang Zi'an felt more emotional.

Looking at the young man wearing a Confucian robe designed by himself, Yang Zi'an felt like a world away.

"Come on, ask me a question. If I can't answer it, I will count you as passing." Ye Wentian replied with conceit as always.

"Who are you, where are you from, where are you going?"

There are three major questions in philosophical life.

Mock up, your master is still your master!

"I..." The voice was about to speak, but found that these three questions made him a little bit unable to speak, and the voice stopped for a while...

"Well, if I count you through, can you tell me the answers to these three questions?" The voice was stunned for a while, and then said.

These three questions seem simple, but after a careful taste, they make people feel incomprehensible. Therefore, after a while, this figure directly chose to compromise. He wanted to know these three questions too much. The answer is.

"If your body is okay here, then forget it." Yang Zian said truthfully.

"Hey, you go."

After all, Ye Wentian waved his hand, and then a purple spatial passage appeared in the space, which was the passage leading to the next level.

Yang Zi'an just stepped in with his front foot, but then took it back, and said to the figure: "By the way, I actually have a few problems here."

Without waiting for the figure to speak, Yang Zi'an opened his mouth like fried beans: "How many stars are there in the sky? Excuse me, why do apples fall instead of flying into the sky? Why do you have the most stable triangle? What's the next sentence that will never change?"

After Yang Zi'an finished talking about a bunch of weird questions, he immediately flashed up, and he stayed here for fear of being beaten.

Master's fun!

............

Bibi Dong looked at the figure, thought about it, and asked his own question: "I want to monopolize a man, but there are many good women like me around this man. What should I do to monopolize him?"

The figure is a little skeptical of life, and all divine thoughts are interlinked. Who are these people this time?

I have to answer this kind of question, so I won't be able to deal with the problem between my women. Hey!

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This is an empty grassland, and the smell of the air is very refreshing, giving people a refreshing feeling. Although I don't know whether the environment here is real or not, Yang Zian still likes it very much.

"You are here." A voice suddenly rang in his ear. It was a male voice, and it sounded very familiar, but Yang Zi'an couldn't remember exactly who it was for a while.

After releasing his mental power, Yang Zian did not find anyone there, but he was certain that the voice just now was not an illusion, he really heard someone talking!

"Yes, I'm here, okay if I haven't seen you for many years?" Yang Zi'an replied, learning from the scenes in the movie.

"I'm okay, but I haven't seen you for many years, you still have such a personality." The figure actually replied.

"Huh?" Yang Zi'an suddenly wondered, the other party's voice really sounded so familiar, and in this tone, how could these words resemble his own style?

No, this voice is me!

Yang Zian finally came over. No wonder this voice is so familiar. It turns out that this voice is his own voice.

"Okay, I know you are here, come out, another me!" Yang Zian looked around and said casually, but his body was in a state of outbreak at any time.

He had already guessed the content of the assessment of this level.

"Flap!"

There was a round of applause, and a handsome young man in white came from a distance. Who was it if it wasn't Yang Zi'an?

Not only the appearance is the same, but the expression and demeanor of this Yang Zian are exactly the same as those of the genuine Yang Zian.

"Hello, another me." The pirated Yang Zian stretched out his hand to Yang Zian.

"Hello." Yang Zian looked at the handsome self and was a little stunned, not surprised how there was another self here, but because he was so handsome.

My goodness, when have I been handsome again?

"To be honest, this is the first time I have seen someone who sees someone exactly like me without being surprised and panicked." The pirated Yang Zian looked at Yang Zian and said with a little admiration.

He has been stationed here for many years. Everyone who comes here is either frightened by the other himself, or he is beaten up by the other himself when he does it. This is the first time he has seen someone like Yang Zian.

Who knows, Yang Zian shrugged his shoulders relaxedly and said: "This is not important. I want to ask first, how many characters and abilities can you copy from me?"

"Copy almost all of it, including your personality, language, etc.," the pirated Yang Zi'an said without concealing it, saying the truth.

After that, he stared at Yang Zian to see the reaction of the other person He wanted to know how frightened and surprised this person would be when he knew that he could replicate all his abilities?

"Copy all?" Yang Zi'an frowned, obviously a little surprised. What he was surprised was not that the other party could copy all his abilities. What he was surprised was what the principle of this set of copying was, how could it be so magical?

"Yes, fear?" The pirated Yang Zi'an laughed loudly, fear, fear.

Yang Zi'an didn't speak, but instead punched the opponent, underlining.

But when his fist was about to fall, Yang Zian suddenly said: "My punch can increase the power by 10%!"

The pirated Yang Zian was still smiling, but his body collapsed...

"Sorry, I will update the method as I say it, and you can't copy the system." Yang Zian retracted his fist and said proudly.

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