I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

What's ridiculous is that I still thought about inviting a few real martial arts experts from the mansion to kill a few of them.

I'm afraid that if you are really a real martial arts expert, in front of this person, you can't even count as an ant!

"Senior, it was the junior who was blind and didn't recognize you before, so please ignore the villain and let me go as a fart!"

Chen Ping's grievances reached the extreme, it was fine to be eunuched, and he had to beg others to let him go.

I am a majestic Lord Baylor, when have I ever been so angry.

But he really didn't dare to have the slightest temper.

Even if the big man in front of him eunuchs the current princess, nothing will happen to him!

A hint of surprise flashed across Zuo Shandiao's eyebrows.

You know, Xing Feng is just a small Skystar City City Lord.

He defeated the top ten masters of the Ziyun Empire, the cultivation base of the fifth rank of the Xuanwu Realm.

And this Chen Pingan is the son of Guanneihou of the Monet Dynasty, not to mention the fifth rank of the Xuanwu Realm, even the fifth rank of the True Martial Realm.

People don't pay attention to it, why the attitude is like a different person.

Gong Ziliang is not surprised, after all, this is where Xing Feng's previous strength lies.

Originally, he planned to do it directly, but he didn't think of this kid. When he saw Xing Feng, he immediately frightened him.

"No more revenge, no more trouble?"

Xing Feng snorted coldly.

"Even if I borrow ten more guts, I won't dare to touch your bad luck!"

Chen Ping wanted to cry, but his only trace of pride was shattered by Xing Feng's trampling.

"Take them all for me!"

There was a loud noise outside the door.

I saw a young man in a yellow robe with python pattern, pointing at Gong Ziliang and the three of them and berating them.

It is Mo Shaoyun, the third prince of the Monet dynasty!

As soon as he returned to the inn, he heard that the door of Chen Pingan's room had been smashed down.

As his good elder brother, how could he bear this, so he rushed over with a group of guards.

"Don't worry about safety, with my prince here, these vicious gangsters will definitely not be able to cause any trouble."

Mo Yun has absolute self-confidence, and the leader of the guards accompanying him this time is a true martial artist.

Isn't it easy to clean up the chickens in this remote town!

"Third prince, you'd better go!"

Chen Ping kept winking at Mo Yun, motioning him to leave.

Finally, this big man decided to let him go, so don't make such a mess.

Make yourself miserable!

"Chen Pingan, don't be afraid, my prince is here today, I want to see who can touch you!"

Mo Yun said seriously.

"That's enough, you hurry up and leave, these are my friends, I just want to sit down with them, and then quietly talk about ideals!"

Chen Ping'an was about to cry out loud, I don't want you to be such a cheater.

"It's too abnormal, what kind of ecstasy soup did the three of you give me, Brother Chen..."

Before Mo Yun could finish speaking, Chen Pingan went up directly and knocked Mo Yun down with a knife in his hand.

If he was allowed to continue talking about this, he might not even know how he died!

"I will definitely walk around you in the future!"

Chen Pingan patted his chest and promised.

"Three days later, what is the meaning of Lin Anruo's poetry meeting?"

Young Master Liang asked in a deep voice, Chen Ping might know some details.

"Then Lin Anruo is a troublesome woman, if she wasn't drunk, I definitely wouldn't provoke her!"

In Chen Ping's words, there was no taboo.

"How do you say that?"

Gong Ziliang raised his eyebrows.

If Xing Feng or Gong Ziliang still had the strength they had back then, why bother to compromise and directly break into the Holy Land.

Let the monarchs of the Monet Dynasty open the teleportation array and go, and the Bifang Dynasty is the one.

But now it can't be the same as it used to be, just the few elders of the Monet dynasty are not opponents.

"Then Lin Anruo is a demon girl. For some reason, His Royal Highness was bewitched by her, and even went against His Majesty at the court. Now he is under house arrest in that deep palace, and he may not even be able to keep his position!"

"Except for the Monet dynasty, the princes of the other dynasties are all fascinated by it. After three days, the sons of the rich and powerful will all be there."

Chen Pingan spoke eloquently.

"It seems that Lin Anruo is playing a big game of chess."

Gong Ziliang glanced at Xing Feng and shook his head.

Since he doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in Lin Anruo's gourd, he can only use tricks.

At least Gong Ziliang has self-confidence, so Lin Anruo can't seduce him.

He asked himself to participate in the so-called poetry meeting, but he wanted the token, and each took what he needed.

If you really want to do something extraordinary, it is impossible.

After leaving the inn, the three of Gong Ziliang returned to the inn.

Now Gong Ziliang also feels a little threatened, thinking that he can recover some strength as soon as possible.

In this way, when it comes to the Bifang Dynasty, there will be no power to protect themselves.

If you want to go to Qingzhou, you must cross several domains, and there are countless threats.

...

Three days passed away quietly.

A small city of Chai seems to be more lively because of Lin Anruo's poetry meeting.

The streets are full of young talents in fresh clothes and angry horses.

Wearing the costumes of various dynasties, fortunately the present is not a troubled time, otherwise the Monet Dynasty would definitely detain these powerful sons.

Xing Feng and Zuo Shandiao did not have the leisure and elegance to attend the so-called poetry meeting.

So they went hunting outside the city together.

Gong Ziliang went to Liubuqin workshop alone.

It is still a three-story attic, but now those ordinary people still dare not approach it, for fear of offending those powerful people.

Gong Ziliang entered the restaurant very smoothly.

"Young Master Liang, take a seat on the third floor!"

After Gong Ziliang announced his name, an old man yelled loudly.

Those second sons on the side all cast envious looks.

To be able to go up to the third floor is to be able to kiss Fangze, but the one who can go up to the third floor will not be a simple character.

In the main hall on the third floor, there are more than a dozen desks.

The seat is already full of people, and those who sit here are all young talents, regardless of their temperament and appearance, they are all high-quality.

Those who didn't understand thought it was a blind date meeting.

A waiter stuffed the note into Gong Ziliang's hand.

"Young Master, as long as you get the first prize today, the token will be sent to you tomorrow!"

With just one line of words, Gong Ziliang had an instant headache.

I thought it was just a formality, but I actually wanted to come out on top myself.

"Today's Poetry Club, one is to allow talented scholars to compete in literary talents, and the other is that Miss Lin Anruo will find her ideal person in it!"

As soon as Lin Anruo's maid spoke, there was a commotion.

Doesn't it mean that if one is able to perform astonishingly talented today, one has a chance to embrace a beauty!

He can also confirm his name as the number one talented scholar of the Bifang Dynasty!

Kill two birds with one stone.

"This poetry meeting is divided into two sessions!"

"Impromptu poetry!"

"Pointing to things to write poetry!"

Upon hearing this, everyone sighed.