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Chapter 325 Who is pretending?

The Sky Demon Ship is very lively.⊙,

More than a dozen talented men from all over the Zhou Dynasty made tea and discussed poetry, and their literary talent was so envious that many low-class VIPs were very envious.

It is good for a practitioner to have extraordinary power and supreme status.

Even if a merchant is rich in the world, how can he compare with a scholar or a scholar?

All things are inferior to those who are superior to those who are studying!

Two mainland scholars, Ma Qianli and Su Xihua, performed very actively.

The people of Chu were talented, and Ma Qianli did have outstanding talents and knowledge. Even when talking about poetry and essays, they were frivolous. However, Su Xihua was versatile, beautiful, beautiful, and charming, which made other scholars extremely excited.

"A beautiful lady is a good match for gentlemen." The scholars have just entered the realm of the mysterious world, studied hard for more than ten years, entered the world of practitioners, and reached the sky in one step.

Young and talented people, their desire and pursuit of the opposite sex are naturally different from the past.

Of course, Tang Yu was left with all this and sat alone on the side and was quietly enjoying tea.

Just a few times, Ma Qianli seemed unwilling to let him go. He provoked and teased him on the side. Tang Yu just pretended that he didn't hear it. After asking for it a few times, he no longer focused on Tang Yu.

After all, there are many talented people coming today. Tang Yu is not favored by a scholar of Qin. If he wants to win Su Xihua's heart, other talented people seem to pose a greater threat to him, so he naturally has to focus on dealing with them.

However, Su Xihua couldn't help but come to Tang Yu and chat for a while. She was indescribable incest...

"Cough! Cough!" VIP area coughed coldly.

"This is not a poetry festival, but a group of rural children are all noisy, which is really annoying! Let them all be quiet in the early morning!" A cold voice said indifferently.

"Yes, young master!"

A woman in Dazhou dress suddenly opened a curtain, revealing her outstanding face.

"Did you all hear it? Is it disturbing my young master's retreat, and I still can't calm down?" The woman said aggressively, with an extremely cold expression.

The whole audience was quiet, and several talented men who felt good about themselves couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

But seeing this woman is even good, she is a little embarrassed.

Ma Qianli bowed in a regular manner and said, "This girl, who is your son? Do you also dislike us scholars?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and was about to get angry. But she heard a cold snorting in the curtain: "Can you write a few dirty poems and dare to call yourself a scholar? It really makes people laugh!"

As soon as these words were said, the faces of several scholars changed drastically. Ma Qianli was the first to suppress his anger and raised his hand to lift the curtain.

"bite!"

With a sound of the piano, Ma Qianli felt a flash in front of him, and his robe was torn in half with a "sneer".

A pictorial blade wiped his body and disappeared without a trace.

"Ah..." Ma Qianli was shocked, and another scholar said in horror: "Not confused?"

The three words "Not confused!" made all scholars silent, and their faces looked like earth.

They are all cultivators who have just entered Dongxuan, and the gap between Dongxuan and Bukuo is the same as a natural barrier.

If a monk in any vassal state is placed in a strong man who can control a country, he will be a strong man. If there is such a strong man on this empty demon ship, how can they not be shocked?

A young man quickly stepped forward and bowed, "I don't know if I learn from Wanya..."

"roll!"

The woman who called out to the morning snorted coldly and said with disgust. The curtain closed again and silence returned to the inside.

The previously cheerful talented men were all unable to speak, and they all returned to their seats. Ma Qianli's clothes were broken and his legs were exposed, which was really insulting. But he had no place to change his clothes here, so he was so embarrassed.

Su Xihua, who was versatile before, also closed her mouth and sat obediently opposite Tang Yu again.

Only Tang Yu's expression remained unchanged, as if he knew nothing about something happening around him. He was still leisurely tasting tea on his own.

The VIP area was completely quiet, the scholars stopped making trouble, so where did other ordinary guests dare to speak?

Only the tea in Tang Yu was boiling, and the sound of the utensils of cooking and pouring tea collided clearly and made many people look at each other.

Su Xihua looked at Tang Yu curiously, and opened her mouth several times to speak, but she forced herself to hold it back.

Unfortunately, he could hold it back, but Ma Qianli couldn't.

I was originally trying to show my talent, but now I was being cleaned up by someone, which made him dare not give up any of them. And Tang Yu was already an ignored existence. Isn’t it disgusting to be able to be leisurely and casual at this time?

"I've said it quiet? What else are you trying to do?"

Tang Yu didn't even look at him, and he was completely treated as air.

"You..." Ma Qianli was about to get angry when he stood up, but his robe was in a torn manner. He had to leave at this stop, and he just sat down.

"The Lumen style is indeed extraordinary!" Tang Yu looked at the teapot and said eight words lightly.

The evil light in Ma Qianli's eyes was revealed, and the magic power in his body suddenly swept towards Tang Yu.

Tang Yu ignored him at all and continued to fill the tea in front of him.

In the curtain, the cold and arrogant voice just now sounded again: "Brother, do the Qin people know how to drink tea?"

Tang Yu frowned slightly and said lightly: "Can Zhou people taste wine?"

“Huh?”

A head stretched out from the curtain, but the woman named Qingchen who was angry just now. She glanced at Tang Yu in extreme surprise.

Then the curtain was lifted and a young man dressed in extremely gorgeously walked out of the curtain.

He slowly walked to Tang Yu, glanced at Ma Qianli with extreme disgust, his eyes fell on Su Xihua, his eyes flashed for a moment, and finally his eyes fell on Tang Yu.

Tang Yu continued to taste tea, and after a long time, he squinted his eyes at the other party. The gorgeous young man said, "Brother, can you please move on and have a glass of wine together?"

Tang Yu said lightly: "Thank you brother, for your kindness, I only drink tea, not alcohol!"

A coldness appeared on the face of the luxurious young man, and he said, "Brother, come from Qin. Do you know that in my Great Zhou Dynasty, wearing mage uniforms is forbidden? Are you going to waving the flag and shouting for the new school in this outfit?"

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you?"

The angry look on the face of the luxurious young man flashed, and the woman beside her shouted angrily: "What an arrogant Qin man, damn it!"

The gorgeous young man nodded and said, "It's damn, then die!"

He raised his hand and a ball of ink instantly rolled towards Tang Yu.

With this move, the empty demon ship swayed, and the magic of the powerful man in the Fortune Realm was as dark as a cloud, and the power of the true meaning exploded, which was extraordinary.

Tang Yu didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant, and he was also very angry.

He raised his hand gently and a piano knife shot out of his hand.

"Wow!" With a sound of "Wow!", the dark ink color was cut open directly by this knife.

The luxurious young man caught off guard, his body flashed in a hurry, and he bowed his head in an instant.

The long sword rolled up his robe and slashed over his head. The gorgeous bun was instantly cut off.

The pitch-black long sword stopped above his head, and he only needed another pluck of the strings in Tang Yu's hand to split him into two pieces immediately.

The luxurious young man's face turned pale, and beads of sweat were soaked from his forehead.

"roll!"

Tang Yu said coldly, the dark long sword disappeared instantly, and the luxurious young man felt that he had really walked with the King of Hell.

He had bullied a group of Dongxuan scholars before, and was full of momentum, but now when he came to Tang Yu, he encountered a more embarrassed situation than Ma Qianli just now, which caused a commotion in the VIP area.

Especially the group of young Dongxuan scholars just now, they are first-class people in their respective vassal states.

He was suppressed by him before, but although he didn't dare to turn against him, he felt unhappy after all. Now, seeing that this guy was unable to pretend, he became a coward, so he felt so comfortable.

For a moment, everyone's eyes looked at Tang Yu differently.

What kind of cultivation is that he can force a forbidden monk into a desperate situation in one move?

Judging from this luxurious young man, he obviously has a good background, and must have come from a great Zhou sect and a great family. Tang Yu comes from Qin. He is not good-looking and has such a high level of cultivation?

"You..." The young man in the blessed world was so angry that he trembled all over, his eyes full of resentment.

The woman beside her was so scared that she trembled all over.

Tang Yu was still drinking tea, and he didn't even look at the two of them, saying, "Say whatever you want, and there is no need to hesitate!"

"Wait, I promise you will never survive for three days!" The gorgeous young man tried his best to stand up, as if he wanted to make himself more imposing.

Tang Yu frowned and said, "If I want, you will not have the chance to breathe next! The scholars of the Great Zhou Dynasty were so stupid..."

Tang Yu's eyes flashed and his hands shook slightly.

The luxurious young man was so scared that his face changed drastically and he fled in a hurry, and the women around him couldn't care about it.

Tang Yu Zhan smiled and showed her white teeth. His eyes swept to the stunned Ma Qianli and Su Xihua, saying:

"Lu Xuezong likes to say that he cannot be defeated by his might, and he cannot be lustful by his wealth. He is a cultivator in the realm of inconsistency. Even if I pour a cup of tea, I am so scared that I can't pee!"

"Swish!" Su Xihua finally couldn't help laughing, and the look of looking at Tang Yu was unprecedentedly eager.

Ma Qianli, who was standing beside him, staring at Tang Yu tightly, with the meaning in his eyes even more complicated.

The VIP area was quiet again.

This time it was quieter than the last time, because Tang Yucha stopped drinking and began to lie on his back on the seat and rest quietly.

The others were even more arrogant and did not dare to see through, and the young master in the curtain was surprisingly quiet.

Poor journey is long and boring, and everyone can only endure it in the boredom.

Fortunately, the journey was over, and the speed of the Sky Demon Ship was getting faster and faster. Not long after, the majestic city of Kyoto of Great Zhou appeared in everyone's sight.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was established for thousands of years, and the prosperity of Kyoto was the best in the sky.

There was finally a lot of anger on the Sky Demon Ship, and the young scholars slowly relaxed.

In their opinion, Tang Yu was not as domineering as the noble young man. He started to speak with courage, and the others gradually let go.

"Senior, are you... really going to Yueyun Academy?" Su Xihua blushed and plucked up the courage to say to Tang Yu.

Tang Yu nodded and said, "No, it's Yueyun Academy!"
Chapter completed!
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