Chapter 162： I used to be a king

The atmosphere in the Temple of Wuhun Hall was very solemn at this time.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's brows were already frowned into his name, which is Chrysanthemum, and it was the type that was about to die.

"No, you can't fall into Qin He's thinking, all this is Qin He's trap!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo shook his hair fiercely, clearing his thoughts.

My Wuhun Temple, this time the goal is not big, not against Qin He, only against the emperor fighting team around Qin He.

Moreover, the action of the Spirit Hall this time is also a relatively large-scale action in history. Even Title Douluo has dispatched several, the purpose is only to deal with a few soul masters who have not grown up!

Flying dragon riding face, how do you still lose?

Regardless of whether Qin He recites poems this time or pretends to be forceful, the opponent will definitely not be able to follow the members of the Huangdou team, and it must be impossible to protect the Huangdou team!

Absolutely in front of my strength, this wave of my Soul Palace has stabilized!

Looking up at Salas beside him, he saw a calm expression on his face.

Unlike Chrysanthemum Douluo's nervousness, Salas at this time seemed to have figured out something, his whole person became very wise and calm, and it seemed that he really had the feeling of a somewhat brilliant adviser.

"Hahahaha..."

Salas raised his head proudly, and his puckered lower lip was telling his disdainful contempt for Qin He.

"Little Sisi, what are you laughing at?"

This smile made the atmosphere of the Spirit Hall loose, and even the tension brewing in Chrysanthemum Douluo's heart disappeared for most of it.

Salas squinted her eyes, but her muddy old eyes seemed to be filled with cold light, "I laugh at Qin He without a plan! Qin He Shaozhi!"

"This time his two simple verses, are the golden scales a thing in the pool? Once the wind and cloud change the dragon, it seems domineering and seems to contain deep meaning, but when you think about it carefully, is it not a manifestation of his guilty conscience? "

"Looking at Qin He before, it has always been calm and gentle, and a few plain and unremarkable words have changed the situation of the battle!"

"And this time, Qin He actually used the poem in this lofty way, and wrote the poem so domineeringly. Isn't this a bluff?"

"This time, my Salas plan has been firmly established. Members of the Emperor Fighting team, this time must be destroyed in the hands of my Spirit Hall!"

Salas looked confident, as if she was exuding golden light!

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Qin He didn't expect that a word he said casually, once again spread to thousands of households in Douluo Continent at the speed of the wind!

Even in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, there was an uproar!

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Heaven Dou Empire, the second prince palace.

His Highness Xue Beng walked limping, clutching his aching buttocks from time to time, with an extremely miserable expression.

Tiandou Royal Academy needed to be renovated because Qin He attracted Thunder Tribulation, and all soul masters had returned to their homes.

And Xue Beng, last time because of the Qin River crossing the catastrophe, he and Xiao Chenyu were fighting next to him, which made the Heaven Dou Empire lose face. After returning, Xue Beng was beaten by his father again!

No, the wound on this **** hasn't healed yet, this avalanche is coming out again.

In the palace, some attendants of the second prince were also discussing.

"Have you heard? Young Master Qin He wrote a good poem that shocks the world! As long as you read it, you will have the opportunity to break through the spirit power level and comprehend mutant spirit skills!"

"Are the golden scales a thing in the pool? Once the wind and cloud change the dragon, how does this poem look so passionate!"

"It's my fate. After listening to this poem, Huo Yuhao seems to have found my goal in life! It's not my dream to stay in the second prince's palace and be a little servant! I want to chase my dream!"

"Prince Qin He, it's really perfect. A poem can inspire so many people. If my family doesn't want it, I really want to chase him!"

"Your family still can't look down on Young Master Qin He, don't you want to? Who is so arrogant?"

"Yes, my husband doesn't want to live or die!"

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Aside, hearing the avalanche of the attendant's discussion inadvertently, the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

"Hahahaha, it is true! Master Qin He has been saying that he has no ambitions and just wants to be an ordinary soul master. As soon as these two verses come out, I am afraid that even a pig would not believe this!"

At this time Xue Beng, squatting in his house, when His Highness Xue Beng heard this poem, his expression was very enthusiastic.

Is the golden scales a thing in the pool, once the wind and cloud change the dragon, Teacher Qin He, as the verse says, it is not a thing in the pool, but a lofty heart!

Xue Beng at this time, has not yet grown into the future emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, at this time, he is still like a stunned teenager, after hearing this verse, he feels more and more excited!

Because the situation Avalanche is facing now is so similar to what the verse says!

In the Tiandou Empire, Xue Beng, the second prince, was suppressed by Prince Xue Qinghe, impeached by ministers, and was captured by Emperor Xue Ye to play boards from time to time. It was a miserable life!

"This poem must have been specially written by Young Master Qin He to inspire me not to give up my dreams!"

"Young Master Qin He, it's so kind to me avalanche!"

Thinking of this, the corner of Xue Beng's eyes is faintly moist?

As long as I Avalanche learns the method of Young Master Qinhe, I can become an excellent person in Avalanche, not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, invincible!

What is the emperor Xueye, what the **** minister, what is the prince Xueqinghe, all arrested, if I become the emperor Xuebeng in the future, I will also hit your board, and after the front, I will hit the back!

"His Royal Highness Xue Beng, stop dreaming, your saliva is flowing down..."

When the avalanche was falling into a reverie, a handsome man with the appearance of an **** interrupted Avalanche's thoughts.

Xue Beng's face couldn't help but flushed.

"Shallow! How can you understand Teacher Qin He, the meaning of love for me in the avalanche between the lines, I am touched, I am tears, not saliva!"

A little embarrassed, he wiped his saliva, and Xue Beng looked at the little **** beside him with a rather unkind look.

The little eunuch's face changed, but he still said tremblingly: "His Majesty Xue Beng, Your Majesty has a purpose, declare that you are in the Chamber of Deputies, and I heard that you are going to test your Highness!"

It's an assessment again!

Every time he is assessed, he has to hit the board!

When he said something, Xue Beng seemed to think of the board he had been growing up, and his face turned green.

"I used to be a king, I used to be high-spirited..."

"But why, I met my father!"

"I'm an avalanche, did you send it for your phone bill?"