Transcending the Nine Heavens Chapter 124: Layout, can Diwu Qingrou be fooled?
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Chapter 124 layout, can Diwu Qingrou be fooled?
"This ... cough cough cough ..." Chen Yutong dripping with sweat. I have to say that this number is really too much. Tianji (Heavenly Secret) is busy during this time. Chu Yang explained this matter. Chen Yutong thought it was not important, but just casually explained it. Now I suddenly feel the pain ...
"Your Tianji (Heavenly Secret) hall, before accompany the Fierce Blood hall this time, report everyone's skill level to me." Chu Yang indifferently said: "At the end of the mission, I want to see that everyone in Tianji (Heavenly Secret) hall has improved a grade. ; If there is a person who has not been promoted, Hallmaster Chen, then I will to convene the entire Heaven Mending Pavilion old and new people, etc., set up the table and watch you take off your clothes and dance on the table to celebrate.
"Ah ?!" Chen Yutong was dumbfounded and screamed: "Minister, don't ah Minister ..."
"That's it, you go." Chu Yang concluded without a conclusion, turned his head to Wu Qianqian and said, "Immediately spread the news, half a month later, watch Hallmaster Chen dance."
Wu Qianqian held back a laugh, promised, stood up and walked out.
"Oh, Miss Wu, great aunt ..." Chen Yutong was so anxious that the sweat on his face ran out: "Minister Chu, Grandpa Chu ... You can't be so cruel ... I am ... how can I do this? ? "
"Not yet!" Chu Yang said calmly, looking at the information in front of him. Wu Qianqian hurried out.
"Minister Chu ... wū wū ..." Chen Yutong really cried. This raises the grade of martial arts, is it what I say?
"I believe in you, you can do it." Chu Yang said in trust, and then glared, saying, "One more word, now it depends on you jumping!"
"..." The begging request that Chen Yutong was about to export immediately swallowed it back, her eyes resentful like those of a deep lady, she opened her mouth and looked at Chu Yang, and finally bowed her head ...
After a while, there was a bang in the yard and it became a sensation. Obviously, everyone knows the news.
When Chen Yutong went out with a somber face, everyone in Tianji (Heavenly Secret) Hall felt the arrival of Feng Bao (storm).
"From now on, the training intensity of everyone in Tianji (Heavenly Secret) Church will increase tenfold! After half a month, if there is another person who has not broken through the grade, then this Hallmaster will go up in shame, and all of you do n’t have to think about it. ! "Chen Yutong gritted teeth, if you want to go crazy.
"Ah ... how can this be ..." Suddenly, Tianji (Heavenly Secret) Church was crying, everyone was dying. Cheng Ziang led the people in Fierce Blood Hall, one by one holding his arms, smiling with a blind eye.
Cheng Ziang looked at his Fierce Blood subordinates, showing a puzzling look: "Well, you said, Hallmaster Chen's **** is white but not white Oh?"
"That's okay? It must be white."
"Maybe, my face on Hallmaster Chen is very dark ..."
"Cut, Hallmaster you don't understand now? Face is face, **** is **** ... these are two different things."
"So, isn't Hallmaster Chen's face ass?" Cheng Ziang touched his chin, his face tangled in thought.
"Hallmaster is really clever, so esoteric problems came up immediately ..."
"you flatter me, Hahahaha ..."
"I don't know if there is hemorrhoids on the **** of Hallmaster Chen ..." Cheng Ziang touched his chin, a reverie of his face ...
"Haha ..." Several Fierce Blood killers around him laughed holding their stomachs.
Chen Yutong left with a bunch of intelligence officers like Tianji (Heavenly Secret) who were about to die. Almost immediately, the cry of ghosts and gods came from the yard of Tianji (Heavenly Secret) church ...
A flash of coldness appeared at the entrance of the hall.
All the laughter came to an abrupt end.
"You're very happy, Hall Master Cheng." King of Hell Chu's peculiar, deep voice.
"Ah ... no no ... unhappy or unhappy ..." Cheng Ziang opened mouth uttered a word and quickly denied it. Secretly regretted in my heart, relying on, too proud, actually provoked King of Hell Ye. This matter must be taken seriously in the future.
"Well, if this task is not completed well, um, if I was found out before I ordered the collection, the news was exposed ..." King of Hell Chu said darkly: "I also look forward to seeing Hall Master Cheng in Bare **** on the platform ... I will definitely invite Crown Prince to come down to visit. "
After saying this, King of Hell Chu coldly snorted, flung his sleeves and walked in.
Cheng Ziang suddenly opened her mouth bigger than duck eggs, her eyes almost protruding; she wanted to cry without tears ...
This ... this is what I said ... even if it is extremely sad, it is not like this ...
Soon, the Cheng Ziang roar came out in the yard: "You all heard? Are you satisfied? Ah ?! A bunch of bastard, caused such a bad thing to the old man! If you wait, if the task is not completed Okay, I scratched your skin one by one! "
The killers all bowed their heads at the same time, everyone was defamating in their hearts: Damn, what do we call? It was you Hall Master Cheng who laughed the loudest and most heartily ...
Chu Yang went back inside and looked at the handwriting of Tang Xinsheng carefully; Wu Qianqian also came over and studied with him.
"Such handwriting is not easy to imitate." Chu Yang frowned head; Tang Xinsheng's handwriting is unique, although it is not a master handwriting, but it is also quite satisfactory.
But the most difficult to imitate is the elegant air of Tang Xinsheng. This is a unique style of Tang Xinsheng.
"You want to imitate the handwriting of Tang Xinsheng and write a letter to Diwu Qingrou?" Wu Qianqian asked in shock; I was unbelievable about this incredible plan like Chu Yang.
"Yes." Chu Yang took a closer look and felt more and more difficult to imitate. It is not difficult, but there is no hope of success. Reluctantly, or you can deceive the average person, but for such a heroic Diwu Qingrou, it is absolutely concealable.
Because Diwu Qingrou looks at the characters of Tang Xinsheng, it also depends on the God of Wind of the characters!
"Can you cut it? ..." Wu Qianqian said weakly.
“Cut?” Chu Yang suddenly lighted up. Tailoring is not possible, but there is another way.
Under the command of Chu Yang, two people spread all the things written by Tang Xinsheng on the table. If the table cannot be spread, they spread to the ground. Then Chu Yang took a small piece of paper as thin as a cicada. Flat on the desktop.
Looking at the handwriting on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
In this word, there are four words "for many years". In this pair, there are two words "unbearable", and there is a word with "heart-blowing" ...
Chu Yang spread the thin paper on the word "for many years", straightened it very carefully, took a sip of water, urged the internal force, and made a sudden snorting sound, spraying out a hazy mist of water ...
The water mist control is extremely precise. Just cover the two words inside. When the water mist disappears, Chu Yang lifts the thin paper, and there are two words on the already: "years".
Wu Qianqian's eyes light up, and he claps his hands and smiles: "Wonderful."
Chu Yang smiled a little, just like it did.
"It's been years of hard work." These words appeared on thin paper. Then, Chu Yang picked up the pen and clicked a few points in the empty position.
It seems that a person hesitated for a long time after writing the words "Many years of hard work", and he was contradicted for a long time. Then he unconsciously clicked on a few points, the contradiction in the heart of inform. Just "best effort."
"Fly Invisible Falcon immediately, and let it go back to inform Diwu Qingrou." Chu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, looked back and forth several times, and then folded it carefully and gave it to Wu Qianqian.
Wu Qianqian watched him do this from start to finish, a little confused: "You do n’t write what to do. How can you make Diwu Qingrou fall into the calculation?"
"The fewer the words, the better; there will always be clues as to what Diwu Qingrou will do. At that time, we can compare with these words and guess, so we can calmly face it." Chu Yang said: "Moreover, such It ’s never clear that people will report the news.
"Like everyone in this letter, it looks like clouds and fog, but Diwu Qingrou doesn't necessarily look like this." Chu Yang revealed a mysterious smile: "Diwu Qingrou, it must be very depressed!"
Among them, it is very mysterious ... Chu Yang thought proudly.
"Well, did you find the thing I needed?" Chu Yang asked.
"I found it, what do you want to do? It's stinking ..." Wu Qianqian wrinkled his nose.
"The mountain people have their own magical effects." Chu Yang grinned: "Where?"
"Under the outer wall, you can get it yourself, the smell ... I can't smell it directly ..." Wu Qianqian said offensively. Chu Yang asked her to find a medicine pot, and she must have the kind of slacker's home, the kind that was boiled without washing.
Wu Qianqian spent nine cattle and two tigers, and used a lot of Tianji (Heavenly Secret), and finally got one from a famous slacker's house ...
I found it, I found it, but I still do n’t understand the extreme of why Chu Yang uses such disgusting things ...
The Heaven Mending Pavilion matter came to an end. Watching Invisible Falcon punching Heaven and the sky disappeared into disappear without trace, Chu Yang immediately carried the airtight medicine canister wrapped in dense cloth and returned at the fastest speed. Emerald Flow Lake. He's been worried about here when he's dealing with things today.
Here is Mo Qingwu.
Chu Yang sighed loudly in the heart, little loli ... Chu Yang's head was very big. Thinking of Mo Qingwu Tiantian to call myself "Uncle Chu Yang" ... Chu Yang can't wait to scream ...
Oh my God, where is this and what ...
Hurrying to the Emerald Flow Lake with a tangled mood, carefully looking around, before heading into the back room.
As soon as deep into the ground, I saw a shy figure of Xiaoxiao (small) slowly moving, smart eyes, exquisite small mouth, blown face, soft black hair ...
Chu Yang suddenly felt excited.
"Uncle Chu Yang ... you're here." Mo Qingwu saw Chu Yang coming, and immediately rushed forward.
Chu Yang is a black line.
His lips looked at Mo Qingwu and jumped up, his face turned pale. The bunch of sugar gourds in his hand almost fell to the ground.
"Uncle Chu Yang, what's wrong with you? Your face is so ugly." Mo Qingwu looked at him worriedly.
"I'm okay; are you hurt? Wow?" Chu Yang had no choice but to pose an "uncle" with a "kind" smile, squatted down and asked softly.