Chapter 337 So Vulgar! So Absurd!

? Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a look of surprise and uncertainty, and the expression on their faces was as weird as it could be. With-dream- . lā

Under such circumstances, Yang Zhen didn't follow Palace Master Liu's wishes and broke Ning Wuque's trap, but instead rammed himself in. Could it be that he was really stupid?

Even Palace Master Liu was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect Yang Zhen to say such a thing. He laughed and said in a loud voice, "Okay, you are courageous. You are worthy of being a member of my Lingxue Palace!"

Everyone's heart trembled, what Palace Master Liu meant was that he no longer asked about this matter, but let Yang Zhen and Ning Wuque solve it by themselves.

Among the more than 2,000 people, only Ning Wuque was the happiest, a gloating smile flashed across his face, and he offered a better gift, how to get it?

Apart from the legendary map of mountains and rivers, what other treasures of talent can compare to the map of the mountains and rivers?

The old palace lord looked at Yang Zhen with great interest, obviously admiring Yang Zhen's boldness and courage, and said: "Even the old woman has heard of Yang Xiaoyou's Mala Tang, but this one, the old woman is already very familiar with it." Glad."

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback again, and this time they looked at Yang Zhen with deep envy.

Standing alone on the stage, Yang Zhen not only won the favor of Hua Lingnv and Mo Lingnv at the same time, but also got the approval of Palace Master Liu and the old Palace Master. There was almost no second person present with this kind of treatment.

In contrast, Ning Wuque's degree of attention was almost insignificant in front of Yang Zhen, which made everyone feel unreal.

Hua Youyue and Mo Xueling looked at each other, and both looked at Yang Zhen in surprise.

Especially Mo Xueling, said with a sour face: "This guy seems to be able to become an existence that attracts everyone's attention wherever he goes."

Hua Youyue smiled, didn't speak, but looked at Yang Zhen more firmly.

At this time, Ning Wuque, whose face was gloomy and uncertain, suddenly laughed, stared at Yang Zhen with a light feather fan and said, "The old palace master has always loved calligraphy, so the congratulatory gift that brother Yang will present must also be related to the way of literary spirit?"

Everyone looked at Ning Wuque in astonishment, and even the violent Hu Tao scolded: "Ning Wuque, bastard, you don't even want face?"

It was almost impossible for a cook to come up with a congratulatory gift related to Wenqi. Everyone looked at Ning Wuque with disdain, and was no longer as surprised as before.

Ning Wuque turned a deaf ear to the questioning and contempt around him, just smiled sullenly, and stared at Yang Zhen, as if he was sure of Yang Zhen.

The third lotus seat of Bei Nu Yuan frowned, sighed and said: "Wu Que is not good enough, after returning to Bei Nu Yuan this time, I will be imprisoned in the cave for three years!"

Hearing this, everyone in Beiguyuan changed their faces.

Where is the burrow?

That's hardly a place for people.

But Ning Wuque can't be blamed entirely for this matter to develop to the point where he is now. Even if he tries to hurt both sides, he can't let Yang Zhen get the limelight.

Moreover, most of the people present thought that Yang Zhen couldn't come up with a secret treasure of talent comparable to that of Banshantu.

Although Ning Wuque was a bit shameless, he had already pushed Yang Zhen to a corner!

Faced with such a situation, Yang Zhen has almost no chance of winning, and he will lose his face today.

At this time, San Lianzuo suddenly took a deep breath, walked forward, stared at Yang Zhen and said in a deep voice: "Yang Xiaoyou said in a loud voice, dare to say that my Beiguyuan just took out some rags. A broken item, but even a broken item is a rare treasure of talent, if placed elsewhere, it will definitely cause a sensation, just like a perfect jade."

"Since Xiaoyou Yang thinks it's a tattered thing, how can there be anything that isn't a tattered thing in the world, or... Yang Xiaoyou plans to personally draw a treasure of talent that is not a tattered thing, and give it to the old palace master as a congratulatory gift?"

Hearing San Lianzuo's words, everyone present exclaimed again, and looked at Beiguyuan in astonishment.

This time, even the old palace lord showed displeasure, and stared deeply at Sanlianzuo, the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

On the other hand, Ning Wuque became ecstatic, and looked at the Three Lotus Seats gratefully, and almost bowed to accept the gift on the spot.

"What? When did Yang Dingtian say that he would make a calligraphy by himself?"

"Are you kidding? Don't say that Yang Dingtian is just a cook in the emptiness stage, even a great literary talent in the tribulation stage. It is impossible to make a secret treasure comparable to the Banshan map. Isn't this difficult for others?"

"Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy. What San Lianzuo said immediately forced Yang Zhen to the point where he had nowhere to go."

In the crowd, Mo Xueling and Hua Youyue's expressions changed, and they stared deeply at Sanlianzuo.

A flash of anger flashed across Mo Xueling's phoenix eyes, and she whispered, "Ning Wuque is fine, now that even Sanlianzuo has come forward against Yang Zhen, don't Beiguyuan lose face?"

The old woman at Mochi Peak coughed heavily, and gave Mo Xueling a meaningful look.

Mo Xueling's expression froze, he hesitated to speak, and turned his head away with a soft snort.

Hua Youyue shook her head, as if she was talking to herself: "Even if I know that I will fall into the shoes of others, Sanlianzuo can only do this. Beiguyuan can make Yang Zhen face a dilemma, but it must not fail!"

"Why?" Mo Xueling said angrily.

Hua Youyue chuckled, looked at Yang Zhen and muttered to herself, "What will you do this time?"

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in amazement, not to mention Yang Zhen, even other irrelevant people frowned, obviously helpless in the face of such a situation.

However, what surprised everyone was that there was no panic on Yang Zhen's face, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more serious.

Just when everyone was in doubt, Yang Zhen suddenly said to Sanlianzuo and Ning Wuque: "It is rumored that Master is a man of integrity, but now I, Yang Dingtian, have seen a group of dignified heirs, Master and his old man's face, all of them make people laugh." You are all lost."

"Asshole!"

Sanlianzuo's expression was furious, and a terrifying wave of talent erupted from his body with a bang, covering the sky and the sun like a raging sea!

Faced with such a situation, everyone's expression changed, and they all backed away amidst the horror and exclamation, looking at the scene beyond imagination in front of them in shock.

Yang Zhen actually completely pissed off a powerful existence in the Transcending Tribulation Period, which is almost no different from courting death.

And if Yang Zhen loses all face today, even if it is the Lingxue Palace, Yang Zhen's life cannot be saved if he offends Beigu Yuan in this way.

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen blankly, wondering why Yang Zhen would do this, almost arrogant, arrogant without knowing it.

Under the eyes of everyone, Yang Zhen's expression remained unchanged in the face of such a terrifying talent and coercion, and he said with a smile: "You are right, today the Sao Sheng will let you see what is the real Wentaowu slightly."

As he said that, Yang Zhen walked to the chopping board where the treasures of talents and talents were placed, squinted at Sanlianzuo and Ning Wuque and said, "Do you two feel that this Sao Sheng is insulting you?"

Yang Zhen, who was holding the Langhao pen in his hand, laughed out loud. His clothes were fierce and windless, and he reached out to dip the Langhao pen in the ink until it was full and full. He stared at the two and said, "The lotus seat of Beiguyuan, right? There is also a genius who is born out of blue, and you will not be able to recognize a few words written by Ben Sao Sheng, do you believe it?"

"Joke!" Ning Wuque sneered again and again, and when he heard that Yang Zhen was really going to write in front of everyone, Ning Wuque felt relieved.

Under such circumstances, how can Yang Zhen win, not to mention writing a few words, that is, one thousand and ten thousand. As long as it is a word, is there any reason why he can't recognize it?

Swish Swish Swish!

The pen is like a dragon, Yang Zhen wrote eight large characters on the paper at an extremely fast speed, without any pause, and everyone was stunned.

No one expected that Yang Zhen would actually dare to write inscriptions in public, and he wrote them quickly and steadily.

Obviously, Yang Zhen wanted to dedicate this word to the old Palace Master.

Everyone held their breath and focused, Qi Qi stretched his neck to look at the words written by Yang Zhen, and suddenly looked confused.

The eight big characters were presented in front of everyone, Ning Wuque's face changed wildly, and he blurted out: "Catch the toad and urinate?"

"Bastard, Yang Dingtian, how dare you write such absurd words as a gift to the old Palace Master?"

Hearing Ning Wuque's words, everyone at the scene counted one by one, and all of them changed their faces, looking at Yang Zhen in a daze.

Damn it, you can just draw a few words and write them out. To celebrate the old palace lord's birthday, you actually wrote... such vulgar words?