Chapter 469

"Dog's teeth and dogs press garlic, the problem is much simpler than yours." Feng Qingge smiled disdainfully: "What's wrong with the dog's teeth, I'll be the dog's teeth, at least I can go to the fourth level, you are beaten Back to the first level, the dignified Young Master Helan, with both civil and military skills, Bai Xiaosheng, I am not ashamed to go back like this, but I can't keep someone's face."

"Hey, I said that your mouth has become so stinky! It's like you know this topic!" He Lanbo snorted and thought for a while, but he really didn't find any couplets to match. These seven Every word is the same, let alone couplets, even if he reads them, he doesn't know how to divide them.

Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "So, in the next calligraphy competition, you can help me. If this is the case, I will help you pass the test! Mutual benefit, so you can save the face of Mr. Helan, I also successfully passed the test, why not?"

"Okay, take one step at a time!" Helanbo said through gritted teeth.

Feng Qingge nodded, leaned close to Helanbo's ear, and recited the pair directly. The light in his black eyes suddenly appeared, and he slapped the prayer belt suddenly, laughing: "It turned out to be In this way, walking, I don't believe it, these old things, the questions are getting weirder, I see what you will come up with in your next question!"

With a click, he put the prayer belt in his hand directly on the iron gate, and He Lanbo smiled proudly: "Long up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up!"

"Correct answer..." Nima, you can answer such questions, animals, perverts, perverts, not people! The people inside were about to collapse. Although the voice was so calm, he had already scolded the beast on the opposite side.

Feng Qingge casually put the blessing tape in her hand, took a deep breath and said, "Your uncle, you just stepped on the bull shit and became a dog again, you scold me again and try, I will be in a while. If you don't shoot your shit out, you'll be clean! The above words are purely personal complaints, dog's teeth and garlic are dog's crushing garlic, and cockscomb is under the chicken to watch the flowers!"

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and the man lowered his voice and said with anger, "Dog tooth... I'll go to your uncle's Ergou, your answer is correct... Go in and step on bull shit."

"Fuck!" Before Feng Qingge could react, the force pulled her clothes and rolled her in directly.

At the same time, the man inside the iron gate had a gloomy face, tilted his head to look at the tutor behind him, and asked silently, "Who recommended these two boys, this mouth is too stinky, I have to wait for them to come out. Teach them a good lesson! This chef has a bad mouth, and the food he makes is definitely not delicious!"

"That's the disciple of the chef." Gu Can said indifferently.

Almost biting his own tongue, the man quickly closed his mouth, rubbed his head and laughed: "Ha, who am I, it turns out to be the disciple of Master Chef, no wonder he is so arrogant, young and frivolous, and courageous Jia, he is really a hero from a young man, with this temperament, he will definitely become another great chef in the culinary world in the future after the chef!"

Of course, these words Feng Qingge can't be heard anymore. After entering the fourth level, the iron gate and the Xiangyang tree are still the same, but the prayer belt on the tree has disappeared, and there are more than a dozen tables under the tree. The rice paper is placed on the table, and brushes of different sizes are hung on the pen holder. Looking closely, those prayer belts were pressed on the table.

"It's over, calligraphy." He Lanbo only felt that the whole world was collapsing, and he wished he could just slam his head into this Sunshine Tree. The most terrifying thing was the previous levels. Now, will they go back directly?

Feng Qingge was puzzled and walked to a desk at will. The entire surrounding space changed again. The original large square became an empty room with walls on all sides, and even the door to go out could not be found.

Another fantasy! Feng Qingge's heart couldn't help but tremble, she thought that this level would be able to pass through He Lanbo, but I didn't expect that the people of Chaoyang Sect would actually play such a trick. of.

How despicable!

"Am I really screwed?" Grabbing her hair, Feng Qingge unfolded the prayer belt, looking at what was written on it, she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

I saw that the prayer belt said, May I ask, what does it feel like to turn the clouds over the rain?

I'll go to your uncle, what kind of rogue problem, the old antique of Chaoyang sect has this problem, it is almost as open as the West. It's still a question and answer question, what is she walking towards here with nothing to do.

"What are you thinking about?" Encountering the crazy Feng Qingge, the fire stick is also depressed, this is just a question and answer question, can it be related to so many questions?

She blushed and looked at the blessing belt, Feng Qingge was also depressed, scratched her head, and asked helplessly: "Master, do you think the person who asked this question is sincere? How do you want me to answer this question? Or do you just copy it according to what Bai Xiaosheng said?"

"If you really do this, then get ready to go back to the first level." A transparent figure appeared in front of him, dragging his chin with a fire stick, glanced at the title above indifferently, raised his eyebrows and said, "I am not interested in these things. I don’t know, and I don’t know what it means.”

"..." Blow it, you don't always know what it feels like to turn the clouds over the rain?

Feng Qingge took a sip, stretched out his hand to hold a writing brush, handed it to the fire stick and smiled: "What, uncle, you come to write? You also know my word, and it can't be on the table. But as an outstanding and great man, you come here. Say, it's not trivial to write a few words."

Glancing at Feng Qingge, the fire stick said disdainfully, "Where you are now is an illusion, do you really think that you are the only one who can see it here?"

"Uh..." The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and Feng Qingge petrified.

As Burning Fire Stick said, she is now under the surveillance of the other party, she can't see others, but others can see her, and openly asking Burning Fire Stick to write, doesn't she expose herself?

"Then, what can I do about this, uncle, tell me a way." She quickly retracted her hand, and Feng Qingge looked at the person in front of her.

The fire stick was just cut, and the transparent figure entered Feng Qingge's body directly. The standing figure trembled suddenly, and the light in her black eyes flashed. She picked up the brush at will, stuck the ink on it, and said, "I'll just attach it to you. Tell me, what to write?"

"Well..." The so-called feeling of turning the clouds over the rain... In my mind, countless things emerged, and the person in the consciousness took a deep breath of cold air and whispered: "How is Zongfu Dai? Qi Luqing is not over. Fortune Bell Shenxiu, yin and yang divide the dawn. Swinging on the chest, the clouds will rise, and the canthus will enter the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance."