"Qingmei is shameless, please give Qingmei this ink treasure to Qingmei." Yan Qingmei pinched the corner of the rice paper hard, looked at Lin Feng, and her pretty face was full of pleading.

"If the fairy likes it, just take it." Lin Feng smiled bitterly. He is not a real person, and a few words are not worth mentioning at all.

Yan Qingmei packed the rice paper with a treasure, bowed slightly to Lin Feng, and then walked back.

The poetry meeting continued, but once this poem "Watching the Sea" was released, the famous scholars had no intention of writing poetry. They all praised Lin Feng's two poems and calligraphy, and even came one by one to ask for ink treasures from Lin Feng. Lin Feng refused, so he had to shamelessly copy a few poems from the poems left by Mr. Zhuang and wrote them on rice paper to give them to everyone.

Lin Feng also chose these poems at will, with different styles. The famous scholars were as if they had treasures, and they recited them one by one with rice paper, and were fascinated.

"The flowers fall and the silence of the Zigu. I heard the dragon mark crossing the five streams. I send my sorrow and the bright moon, and follow you until the west of Yelang..."

"The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes are roaring, and the sand is clear, and the white birds fly back. The endless fallen trees are rustling down, and the endless rivers are rolling..."

"Why don't a man bring Wu Gou and collect the fifty states of Guanshan..."

“…”

The poems were recited among the famous scholars, and the eyes of everyone looking at Lin Feng became even more admirable.

After a while, "Master Lin" wrote several poems.

Yan Qingmei's beautiful face was full of excitement. After sitting on the table, her wrist flew and recorded Lin Feng's poems one by one. She occasionally looked at Lin Feng, and her admiration was no longer concealed.

Lin Feng felt a little embarrassed at first, but later he became calm. He got the name of this great man for no reason. Although it was a bit troublesome, now he can only take one step at a time.

At this day's poetry meeting, Lin Feng became the protagonist. It was not until the golden crow sinks in the west and the jade rabbit rises in the east that Yan Qingmei stood up reluctantly, looked at Lin Feng deeply, and looked around everyone and said, "Today's meeting, the guests and hosts are all happy, and I have to listen to the golden jade seal of Master Lin. Qingmei is very lucky. Please drink this last cup, and meet again if you are destined to do it tomorrow."

All the scholars stood up, and the maids beside them poured fine wine, and everyone drank it all in one go.

Lin Feng also picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in big gulp.

"Everyone Lin is a shocking talent, Qingmei is extremely admired. When she was about to leave, Qingmei originally poured another cup for everyone to thank everyone." Yan Qingmei carried the wine pot and walked up to Lin Feng slowly, and poured another glass of wine for Lin Feng.

"You are polite, Fairy!"

One day, Lin Feng seemed extremely adaptable to this environment. He nodded slightly to Yan Qingmei, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"I hope I will have a chance to see you all the next day and listen to everyone's golden jade seal." Yan Qing's eyebrows flashed and looked at Lin Feng and said.

"Sure." Lin Feng nodded.

Yan Qingmei showed a hint of joy on her beautiful face and she walked back slowly. Everyone said goodbye to Yan Qingmei one by one, and they all greeted Lin Feng warmly before leaving reluctantly.

Lin Feng nodded with Xue Nu and Yan Qingmei, and walked out of Taoran Garden.

"Brother Lin, I'll give you a gift!" Yan Qinghan shouted and followed quickly.

...

The maids retreated, and by the clear stream, the swallow's eyebrows and white skirt fluttered, and they were alone under the moon, with a pretty face full of joy on their faces. The latest chapter of the peerless pet.

"Why!" A low voice sounded, and a tall middle-aged man appeared behind Yan Qingmei.

"What?" Yan Qingmei turned around and frowned.

"Why do you want to give him that drink in person? Yan Qingmei, what do you mean?" Du Chong's face was gloomy and his eyes were extremely cold.

"Because... others all drink the medicine, but he didn't drink it!" Yan Qingmei smiled, which was extremely moving.

"Damn it!" Du Chong shouted angrily, "Yan Qingmei, you asked me to buy these poisons from the headquarters. Do you know how much of these poisons cost me? Our plan has been very successful. Why did you finally change your mind and pour him a cup of antidote?"

"Du Chong, you almost let me kill a real person, do you know?" Yan Qingmei raised her eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "Do you think I will watch him die if someone like Lin?"

"Yan Qingmei! Don't forget, you are the killer of the Templar! You are the killer! What kind of talent do you really treat yourself as a talented woman?" Du Chong said in a cold voice.

"I'm a killer, but Du Chong, if I remember correctly, you don't seem to have given me a commission of Yuanshi! So I'm not performing a mission, do you understand?" Yan Qingmei's voice was slightly cold, and she glanced at Du Chong and said, "Also, Du Chong, I am your boss, you should never forget this."

"You!" Du Chong's face turned pale with anger, and he stomped his feet angrily, "Yan Qingmei, I misread you! But even if I don't rely on you, I can still avenge my master! I will kill them now!" After that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Yan Qingmei snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed suddenly between her jade hands!

"snort!"

Du Chong suddenly felt a pain in his vest, roaring loudly, and his body jumped a hundred feet away.

"Yan Qingmei, do you want to kill me?" Du Chong turned around and looked at Yan Qingmei with a cold light flashing dagger in his hand, and screamed.

"It's just a small punishment." Yan Qingmei's dagger turned slightly, and said with a calm smile, "If I want to kill you, you are dead. Do you still have a chance to speak?"

"Du Chong, you have to remember that I am your boss, and you are not. Without me, no one in the Templar knew about your existence."

Du Chong covered his chest with a blue face.

"You go, I don't want to see you again." Yan Qingmei put away her dagger and said lightly, "There is another thing I want to tell you. The antidote I asked you to drink yesterday was not enough. You can live for at most three months, and then you will die of poison."

"Yan Qingmei, you!" Du Chong's eyes showed resentment and hissed.

"If I knew that everyone Lin had such talent, I wouldn't even give you that half of the antidote!" Yan Qingmei sighed softly, "Du Chong, you don't need to be angry. You have already made a vow in Taiyi Sect that if you can't take revenge within a year, you will die. From today on, I will protect you myself in the future, so you no longer have the chance to take revenge. Since that's the case, what's the difference for you to die a few months earlier and die a few months later? You can go, and you have a few months left, live well!"

"Yan Qingmei, you are so cruel! You are so cruel!" Du Chong's face trembled violently and shouted with a hiss.

"You released the poison yourself. I just didn't give you an antidote. If you poison yourself, how can you blame others?" Yan Qingmei said lightly, "When I haven't changed my mind, leave quickly! Otherwise, you will never leave!"

"Yan Qingmei!" Du Chong gritted his teeth, stomped his feet angrily, and disappeared into the night like a ghost.

Yan Qingmei smiled indifferently, waved her jade hand gently, and the colorless poison that was spreading on the banks of the clear stream instantly dissipated and the fingers were domineering.

Then her delicate body flashed and disappeared out of thin air.

...

At the entrance of the manor that Lin Feng bought.

"Okay, we've arrived, so there's no need to send it anymore." Lin Feng stopped and smiled at the girl in green.

"Brother Lin, when you arrive at your house, don't you invite someone to come in and sit?" Yan Qinghan tilted his head and blinked cutely.

Lin Feng looked at the tight little face of the long-legged girl, smiled and said, "Let's go another day! We are already very tired today!"

"Oh!" Yan Qinghan said with a little disappointment, and then a happy smile appeared on his little face, "Okay! Brother Lin, I'll come to you tomorrow."

"It's not possible tomorrow." Lin Feng said.

"What about the day after tomorrow?" Yan Qinghan blinked.

"The day after tomorrow... it's not possible." Lin Feng said.

"I know! Bad Brother Lin!" Yan Qinghan pouted his mouth, gave Lin Feng a white look, and his slender feet were a little bit above the ground, and had disappeared into the streets and alleys.

"Little Wave Hoof!" the long-legged girl snorted.

"..." Lin Feng smiled helplessly, turned around and walked in.

At the end of the long street, a tall young man appeared, and his handsome eyes were filled with flames of jealousy.

"A nameless boy who came from somewhere did not know how to copy a few wrong poems, but was actually treated as a guest by Fairy Qingmei! And I bought Tao Ranyuan and presented it to Fairy Qingmei, but was even expelled from the poetry meeting!"

"Bad everyone! What's the matter!"

"After everyone in Zhuang became famous overnight, they disappeared from now on. Lin, haha, Lin, today I will make you, the bullshit, disappear from now on!"

Fang Ruoxu's figure disappeared into the void, and a faint trace flew towards the manor where Lin Feng was.

...

"Lin Feng, someone is here!" Xue Nu walked forward with her long legs and said with a voice.

"It's Fang Ruoxu." Lin Feng said in a voice transmission, "The person we are waiting for is definitely not him. But since we are here, we don't have to be polite."

"Yeah." Xue Nu said in a voice transmission, "I haven't fought with a Level 6 warrior since I advanced! Since I'm here, don't leave!"

"Okay!" Lin Feng said.

After taking the marrow washing pill, Lin Feng and Xue Nu each advanced. Now they both have the strength to attack with all their strength, which is comparable to the level 6 warrior. Moreover, they now have ancient long swords obtained from the Taoist Duobao, and they have a lot of confidence compared to before.

What's more, this manor has become their home court. With the assistance of the Eight Gate Golden Lock Talisman Formation, Level 6 warriors are naturally no problem.

Lin Feng was also extremely disgusted with Fang Ruoxu. Such a fool was enough to practice level 6 warriors, which was a miracle. Today, he repeatedly made mockery at the poetry meeting, which aroused Lin Feng's anger.

In the dispute over verbal disputes, Lin Feng would not have murderous intentions on him. However, since he was not kind to come, Lin Feng would naturally not be polite.

Both of them had far surpassed their level of perception and had already clearly seen Fang Ruoxu's traces. However, they all seemed to have not realized it and walked into the central pavilion.
Chapter completed!