Chapter 537 What do you know about the story of a reader?

Author: Poor Dao Ai Bing Head

Chapter 537 What do you know about the story of a reader?

The martial arts who know how to paint did not come, but the martial arts people who knew how to write came.

Although he did not get a reputation, the master's wonderful pen Danqing, especially the regular script, is not bad than the old science in the 70th year of the Hanlin Academy.

It's not something else, it is Ji Bingyan.

After Ji Bingyan arrived, Li Jinyu knew that Xia Ke Island sent two large ships. From different locations, Ji Bingyan took another way.

"Lao Ji, I thought you won't come."

Li Jinyu laughed: "Seeing this strange and magnificent scenery, do you want to read a poem? Or do you give a poem? Or make a long Fu?"

Looking at Li Jinyu, who hugged the left and left, Ji Bingyan said coldly: "No matter where you go, you are surrounded by beauties, more bastards than old bugs."

Theoretically, it should be hugged left and right.

It's just that Li Jinyu's right arm is disabled. So far, he still hangs on his chest with a splint. He can only hold his left and hold.

Fortunately, Liu Er's figure is more petite. If he was replaced by He Jiqi, he couldn't hold it in one hand.

Li Jinyu said: "People are not romantic, and such beautiful scenery, if they are exclusively enjoying, have some evil scenery, they have to swim with the beauty."

Ji Bingyan sneered: "If the arm is broken, you have to make flowers and cause grass, but you are really good."

Li Jinyu said: "Lao Ji, you are really wrong. You are a newcomer to the grass. I am all the old people around me.

Ji Bingyan said: "Mind the old love? You are indeed a person who reads the old love, I confirmed one thing."

Li Jinyu said: "What's the matter?"

Ji Bingyan said: "There is no danger on the island, otherwise you can't take two beauties to the Knight Island when you are injured. You are not looking for a dead person."

Li Jinyu frowned and said: "You really can't be a Ji Bingyan? I have told you a long time that Xia Ke Island is not dangerous, don't you believe me?"

Ji Bingyan sneered: "Believe? You guy is nonsense all day long, who knows which sentence is true, which sentence is false? Believe that you are purely asking for hard work."

Speaking, Ji Bingyan turned around and left.

"Hey, old friends meet, don't narrate the old, how can you leave if you turn around?"

"Surrounded by beauty around you, I am here, so I won't disturb you."

Ji Bingyan said that if I am here, you are afraid you want to throw me into the island heart lake. Anyway, there is nothing old that can be narrated. It is better to go to the guest room to rest.

As for the end of the poetry, Ji Bingyan has no interest in, and that thing needs inspiration, and the inspiration is coming to have wonderful strokes.

Jiang Yuyan said: "Hou Ye, you are also the talented talent of poetry and wine.

Li Jinyu pointed to the island Xin Lake and said: "You see the island heart lake, there is a small island in the middle of the lake, this thing is quite interesting, just use this to do the topic."

Both Jiang Yuyan and Liu Er know that Li Jinyu has a vest of Liu Yong, and I am looking forward to it.

Li Jinyu said: "Island Xinhu, Lake Xinjima, waterweed in the island heart lake, algae on the water grass, spread out as soon as it is poked, and the lake heart is empty!"

Jiang Yuyan was full of tangled faces. Liu Er felt that he had stepped on a shit. What kind of shit was? Ten -year -old child was better than this?

"This is called oil poem. It seems that the shit does not work. Actually, it is loud, but the taste is ..."

"But still shit."

Yan Shishi came from not far away, and did not feel guilty of making electric bulbs, and asked: "The poems you made, wouldn't it be copied?"

Li Jinyu said: "How could it be copied by a scholar? What do you know about it?"

Yan Shisan said: "The people on the island are really weird, there is no guard at all, aren't you afraid that we can escape?"

Li Jinyu said: "Can you run?"

Yan Shisan said: "You all said that there are deep swordsmanship inheritance on the island. I certainly won't go, but others don't know, why can't they run?"

Li Jinyu said: "Will they drive a boat? When we are here, leaning on a whale to pull a boat, I can't sleep for four days, and the route cannot be confirmed at all.

Leaving the boat rashly, either you will be lost in the sea, or you will be overturned by the wind and waves.

Furthermore, these people have ghosts in their hearts, and they are worried that Xia Ke Island will hurt them secretly. Even if they tell them that they can leave by boat, they will not worry about those ships. "

Yan Shisan said: "If you don't say this, I look forward to the arrival of tomorrow, so let me see how deep the cheats hidden by Xia Ke Island."

Li Jinyu rolled his eyes: "Then you go back to rest immediately, so as not to disturb my good mood."

Yan Shisan said: "It's not me to find you, it's your elder sister looking for you, saying that there is something to command."

Li Jinyu smiled coldly: "Impossible. If my elder sister is looking for me, I must come directly, or wait for me to go back in the room, it will not let others pass the message."

Yan Thirteen: "Can't be an exception?"

Li Jinyu said: "I can tell you very responsible. Even if my father and my mother, I have not made my elder sister exception, and Xia Ke Island is even more impossible!"

Yan Shisan's departure, originally felt that the waiting time was too boring, and wanted to play with Li Jinyu. I did not expect that as soon as she spoke, it was broken by Li Jinyu.

The rules of Wei Chi's family are so weird!

Yan Shisan was more easy to move. He did not return to the room, but turned around, and soon turned to the kitchen.

Looking at the servants who are boiling porridge, Yan Shisan said: "This porridge is really fragrant. Can you give me a bowl first and let me taste the taste of Laba porridge."

"Sorry, the porridge has not been boiled yet."

Yan Thirteen: "Is there an old age brew?"

Radio: "Yes, Tomorrow Laba Banquet will open the wine for 30 years in the cellar."

Yan Thirteen: "What about now?"

The servant said: "There are rice cakes, spring rolls, if the gentleman feels hungry, you can eat it."

Yan Shisan joked: "Sir? Why don't you call me heroes? Don't I look like a hero?"

"Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Yan Shisan hates others calling him heroes, how can Xia Ke Island be pleasing to others."

Zhang San laughed and appeared aside, with Li Si, who was tall and thin. The two always kept Beng Meng and Meng. Zhang San would inevitably see Li Si.

Yan Shisan said: "It turned out to be you two. Jin Yu said that you two are particularly interesting. Come on and accompany me with two hands, or I am not so happy."

Talking kung fu, Bai Zi also arrived here.

The Laba porridge of Xia Ke Island is a large part of the ingredients is poisonous and poisonous grass, which uses poison to poison, relieves toxins, and turns the poison into a tonic.

However, before the cooking was successful, a lot of poisonous poisonous grass appeared to be murderous. The hot iron pot was also flower and green.

Stretching and grabbing a servant and asking: "Are you boiled Laba porridge?"

Servant: "Yes!"

Bai Zi reached out to the iron pot and drank: "I drink it tomorrow, is this?"

Servant: "Right!"

Bai Zi was extremely angry, grabbed the servants of the servant, and said sharply: "Lao Tzu first boiled you into porridge!"

After that, he tried his hands and wanted to throw the servant into the iron pot. As a result, he urged his strength, but he failed to lift it.

The servant said: "Old man, your martial arts are good."

Bai Zi coldly: "You martial arts are better!"

The servant said: "The porridge here, every martial arts is better than me, I am the worst martial arts."

Say, pick up a bundle of poisonous grass, throw it into the green pot of green oil, and then stir with a large rolling pin.

Looking at the servants who boiled the porridge, Bai Zi knew that he couldn't make trouble at this time, and the chance of living was getting smaller and smaller. He couldn't help sighing, his eyes stunned around, just to see that Yan Shisan was talking to the evil messenger with the good.

Bai Zixin said that you are not afraid that you are not afraid. It turned out to be a group. You poison and harm others, so don't blame my old guy to talk about rivers and lakes.

I caught a few poisonous insects, looked at the orientation, shot to Yan XIII, and also referred to as swords. The Snow Mountain faction swordsmanship is exquisite, and the number is gathered in one sword.

At the juncture of life and death, Bai's self -initiative broke out. Whether it was a finger -to -finger hidden weapon or a sword, it was the top of this life, and even beyond the foundation of the internal skills.

In his opinion, although Yan Shisan had a well -known name and faced the attack of poisonous insects, he could not escape.

He didn't want Yan Shisan to look up at him, and he also referred to it into a sword. He used the same move as him, but the speed of power was far beyond, and he could send it first.

In Bai's horrified eyes, the flying poisonous insect was bounced back by Yan Shisan, and the Snow Mountain swordsmanship was cracked.

It stretched out his hand and touched his neck, but there was no blood flowing out, except that the beard woven into a small braid was shaved half of the Yan Shisan, which was considered a small punishment.

It is not difficult to eject the poisonous insect with your fingers, but the difficulty is ten times the difficulty of rebounding with the sword air.

Not to mention that Yan Thirteen had a sword, and he could play his poisonous insects and break his sword moves. Whether it was a hidden weapon or a sword method, he was beyond imagination.

Bai Zi mistakenly thought that he would die this time, and decided to defeat one person with a death. He couldn't beat Yan Shisan.

Bai Zi roared, roared and fists to Zhang San, and the fist of the sandbag was turned into a claw, grabbed Zhang San's back brain, and stretched his legs to Zhang San's left leg.

The name of this trick calls "God's down to three serials", which is a stunt that Bai freely practiced for decades.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong opponent.

Zhang San, who seems to be laughing, is the masculine martial arts who practice. The least fear is to fight hard with people.
To be continued...