Chapter 301 - Face Control

"Get out!" Song Zi's five fingers turned into claws, directly grabbed Long Zi's head and picked her up, then flung her aside with a swipe.

"Will Shaking S and Sister Control mutate into this?" Du Ziyuan laughed out loud as he watched from the audience.

The game is over, and it's almost time for everyone to leave. Pei Mingyang and Lao Wu sighed over there, these top evildoers are really extraordinary, if they enter the Royal Sky Realm one day, maybe they can really sweep one side.

Du Ziyuan took Lin Yuxie's hand and planned to go home with the three fairies.

"Stomach, we can continue to play Landlords. I have already told old man Luo Yun about your two ideas. He is working overtime now. We will be able to play in a few months." Watching the game inside made Li Qinglian suffocated, but now she immediately became active when she was in the open space.

"It's not the stomach, it's Du Ziyuan," Du Ziyuan said, "I haven't started drawing manga yet. I have a lot to draw this time. I plan to go home."

The manga he intends to draw this time has 50 episodes of animation material, even if it has been cut, the amount is not small. With the software in the studio, he can relax a lot.

"Oh." Li Qinglian didn't say anything after hearing this.

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Back in the other hall, Du Ziyuan was about to ask Xiao Jin to take him back to Longjiao Village, when the Wen family sisters came to him.

[Really? 】Du Ziyuan thought to himself that Pei Mingyang's words might come true.

"Teacher Shanfeng." Wen Hongyue greeted Du Ziyuan honestly as soon as they met. She seemed a little afraid of Du Ziyuan.

Du Ziyuan didn't know why, but he didn't expect that a half-step madness with a smile is nothing, but he also has a comic called "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance". With the combination of the two, Wen Hongyue was really driven to death during that time. The more she thought about not being able to laugh, the more she couldn't help but think back to the plot in the comics. As a result, when she thought of the ghost boy The teacher who killed himself couldn't help laughing, and the effect of the medicine was about to kick in when he laughed.

She almost spent those three days in convulsions, and now when she saw Du Ziyuan's body, she subconsciously reacted, wanting to twitch. She couldn't help but not be afraid.

"What can you do to see me?" Du Ziyuan was not a person who liked to talk politely, so he asked straight to the point.

Wen Cuilong was stunned for a moment, then as if she understood something, she also said directly: "I don't know what my master thinks about my skills?"

"It's quite powerful, but that Lin Xinfan is also very strong, are you confident to win King Feng this time?" Du Ziyuan asked rhetorically.

Wen Cuilong smiled slightly: "The finals will start in half a month, Teacher Shanfeng can wait and see."

"Well, I wish you success." After Du Ziyuan said this, he stopped talking and just stared at Wen Cuilong. The meaning is very clear, just three words "and then".

Wen Cuilong also understood what he meant, and simply said: "So, I wonder if my skill can be appreciated by Teacher Shanfeng? How about being a follower by your side?"

"Why?" Du Ziyuan asked directly, "I am from Aolan country, and you are from Huang country. The two countries are so far apart, do you need to leave your hometown and come to my side?"

"Of course it's because you are the best choice, Mr. Shanfeng," Wen Cuilong pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, and said, "You also know that what we warriors value in choosing followers is merit. The outstanding performance of Qifeng Festival has shown enough strength, even if I can't see how much merit you have, I believe it will not be low."

"I'm not the only one who has more meritorious deeds. At least Qixing Luoyue won't be much worse than me, right?" Du Ziyuan asked again, "And don't you consider people from your own country? Even if the novel industry is not as good as ours, others There will always be a few people with great public morality, right?"

"You are right, but for us sisters, the sense of belonging to the country is quite weak," Wen Cuilong said, "You may not know that we are all from the military, and we have been training in secret bases since we were five years old. After more than ten years of hard training, the country suddenly stopped fighting, and we suddenly lost our ability. If it weren't for this Qifeng Festival, we might not be where we are now."

"Is that so?" Du Ziyuan expressed his understanding. Wars did not happen all of a sudden. When the decree of the Emperor of Heaven was first issued 80 years ago, various countries were still fighting each other. With the development of these 80 years, there have been fewer and fewer wars, and a battle with tens of thousands of people can be regarded as a "big war".

Among them, the militaristic Huang Kingdom must have been most affected. Many original warriors lost their jobs after fighting, because the economic pillar of their country was originally based on war and plunder, and their own productivity simply could not support so many people. As a result, a large number of warriors from the Huang Kingdom left the country, or guarded homes for others, or occupied mountains to block roads and robbed the king, and even worked as coolies at the docks.

The bodyguards of the Huang Kingdom are still very famous in the East China Continent, and Du Ziyuan has also heard of them. It is normal for the Wen sisters to have thoughts of leaving the Huang Kingdom.

But why him? It's not that Du Ziyuan doesn't know anything, at least he knows that the Wen family sisters have only contacted him during this period of time, which means that they only have their eyes on Du Ziyuan, rather than casting a large net to catch one in the end. one.

"In addition, there is another most important reason." Wen Cuilong then answered his doubts, "Actually, I am also very picky. If there is a very important standard that is not met, I will absolutely I will not consider being a follower for others."

"What standard?" Du Ziyuan was even aroused by her curiosity. Is there something about him that he doesn't know yet?

"That's... Teacher Shanfeng, you are very good-looking." Wen Cuilong blushed slightly, "Actually, I am an extreme face control person. , Although Qixing Luoyue is very powerful, but his appearance is just average, compared with you, teacher, it is nothing like mud."

"Uh..." Because of her unexpected answer, Du Ziyuan was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

[I look good? 】Du Ziyuan was probably influenced by the memory of the dead fat mansion in his dream, he seldom thinks about his appearance. Only when Wen Cuilong mentioned it did he realize that he is handsome? Is a male god?

The more he thought about it, the more he drifted away, the corners of Du Ziyuan's mouth raised unconsciously. "Hey, look at what you said, I'm so sorry, am I really that good-looking? But if you want to say good-looking, isn't it good to drink from a floating glass?"

"He's different. He's handsome. Teacher, you are good-looking. It would be awkward for him to wear a skirt, but teacher, you are different. It must be very suitable." Wen Cuilong stared at Du Ziyuan with bright eyes, and said .

"..." [Mom sells batches! 】