Chapter 1838 Billionaire Rich Woman (31)

Chapter 1838 Billionaire Rich Woman

The game setting is that Gong Yehuai likes wine and is lustful, but does not deny his talent. Therefore, he appreciates talented people and will help He Boyi this time.

When Gong Yehuai ordered people to collect the silver coins, He Boyi saw the poems on the table beside him.

The player Fat Uncle, who had just written a poem, had no reaction when he saw He Boyi appear. But when He Boyi walked to the table, his eyelids jumped.

He quickly remembered that the poem was not He Boyi's, so it should be fine, and he felt relieved.

After He Boyi finished reading the poem, his eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Brother Gongye, do you also like Mr. Mei Song's poems? So you two are here to appreciate Mr. Mei Song's poems?"

The face of the player's fat uncle changed drastically, and only two words sounded in his mind: finished.

He remembered that He Boyi was a hundred years later than Mei Song, so he must know about Mei Song.

He Boyi, He Boyi, you can come anytime, why do you come at this time?

Gong Yehuai stared at the player Fat Uncle and asked about He Boyi's poems. Only then did He Boyi know what was going on, and he just dealt with the player Fat Uncle.

The scolding was fierce but without any curse words. The fat uncle of the player retorted even a word, and he remembered one more thing.

He Boyi was a reckless man among scholars. He scolded everyone, even when facing the emperor.

A history teacher once said that if the emperor had been a wise king, He Boyi would not have ended up watching the decline of the dynasty, powerless and depressed.

After He Boyi cursed him hard, the fat uncle of the player was ashamed.

Damn it, the official game is really restored. Who can withstand being scolded by He Boyi? The person who wrote He Boyi's lines must have thoroughly studied all of He Boyi's works, including various manuscripts.

I scolded him for ten minutes without using any of the same words. When he goes out, I must go to the forum to share my scolding. I can't let him be scolded alone.

Gong Yehuai's character naturally couldn't stand people who plagiarized other people's works. He immediately drew his sword and cut the player's fat uncle in half: "It's better to throw such waste into the peach forest and make fertilizer."

"Good chop, good chop." Although He Boyi is a scholar, he has seen the world, and he only felt that Gong Yehuai's sword relieved his anger.

They didn't know that after the player Fat Uncle went out, he started complaining about his experience in the game, which led to many players coming here to "enjoy" He Boyi's insults.

Qian Yan stared at the direction He Boyi left and didn't look back for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Gong Yehuai asked.

"He Boyi was a little different when he came and when he left. I saw a small soul fragment attached to him."

"So, it's possible for him to wake up?"

Qian Yan is not sure about this. At present, she can only guess that it has something to do with Gong Yehuai.

Gong Yehuai was even more confused when he learned that he was related to him. How could this be related to him?

"It's true that I am a swordsman. During the Southern Dynasties, no one was my opponent, but I am not an immortal. I don't have the ability to gather the soul fragments of the dead."

If he had that ability, nothing like this would happen, and he might have become an immortal long ago.

Qian Yan was silent, maybe for no reason, but because of the special setting of this world, Gong Yehuai was destined to provide the golden finger.

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The discussion on the Gongye Huai Tomb continues to be hot on the Internet.

In addition, the player Fat Uncle revealed that he was scolded by an NPC for ten full minutes in the game, and his lines did not mention the same thing.

End of this chapter

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