I Have Hundreds of Millions of Full-level Accounts at the Beginning

The word "Qinyuanchun" is not easy to write, Zhu Ziliu immediately thought.

He secretly said, even if the young man's calligraphy is good, but the content is too bad, don't want to spread through the ages.

In the scene, most of the martial arts people are illiterate and semi-literate, but around this, the martial arts people can also feel the beauty of Ye Qing's writing! Chinese characters are the most artistic characters in the world, and none of them. The top calligraphy masters are able to write words superbly, so that people can feel the boldness in the words at first sight!

There is no doubt that everyone felt the courage of Ye Qing's words!

So wild and unruly, so unbelievable.

Huang Rong is also an expert in calligraphy, so when she sees Ye Qing's writing, she feels shocked. Huang Rong once read Wang Xizhi's "Quick Snow Time Clear Post" and "Lanting Preface", and Huang Yaoshi is proficient in all kinds of calligraphy and calligraphy. Over time, Huang Rong became an expert in calligraphy.

Seeing Ye Qing’s calligraphy, Huang Rong had only one thought, “Book Saint! Really Book Saint! This Ye Qing has incredible martial arts skills, and he has such amazing cultural attainments. It’s incredible! Is this just like a man only , Is the real celebrity self-sufficient?"

The average person has seven beauties, that is, a big carrot, but celebrities are different. Take Su Shi, the leader of the literati in this dynasty, for example, that woman is also a large number, who can say that Su Shi is a scumbag? This is clearly the "Celebrity Romance"!

A celebrity man who is a scumbag, also called romantic, is very different from ordinary scumbags.

As Kong Yiji said, if a scholar steals a book, then he steals the book. That is called stealing.

However, at this time, on the side of the King of the Golden Wheel, an abnormal change occurred!

thump!

A lama next to King Jinlunfa fell directly to the ground and died instantly, and turned into a mummy as if he had been drained of blood. Very dry.

This scene surprised everyone.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Qing's judge's pen.

The writing on the wall is written in blood.

Full of rich blood taste.

But this lama died strangely, as if he had been drained of blood.

Is this a coincidence?

Obviously not!

Reminiscent of Ye Qing's words about using the enemy's blood to write, everyone understood what happened!

Ye Qing wrote with Lama's blood!

But after everyone understood, they took a breath.

What is this method?

It is simply a ghostly method!

King Golden Wheel was almost frightened to death.

"You did this?" King Jinlun Fa pointed at the lama on the ground and said to Ye Qing.

Ye Qing nodded and said, "I just used his blood to write, but the cultivation base is too low. It is just enough for me to write four characters, but you have the Golden Wheel Fa King, enough for me to write this word completely. It's over."

"You!" The Golden Wheel Fa King only felt that his hair was terrified, and his body was cold.

Ye Qing ignored the Golden Wheel Pharaoh, but wrote the words "Northland Scenery" on the wall.

The word is bloodstained.

Majestic.

Next to King Jinlun Fa, another lama rushed to the street.

The blood of a lama of this kind is only enough for Ye Qing to write four characters.

The sun is high in the sky.

So vicious.

So bright.

Originally, everyone should be not lightly heated and exposed to light.

But everyone felt that the venue at this moment was really miserable, really ghostly.

Weird, weird!

Horror! Horror!

Everyone only felt cold.

And Ye Qing continued to write.

"Thousands of miles are frozen!"

A lama died!

"Thousands of miles of snow drifting!"

Another lama died.

"Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, there is nothing but recklessness.

As soon as this sentence was written, the lama next to King Jinlun was dead and clean.

Everyone also noticed that Ye Qing's poems had an earth-shattering feeling at the beginning, which vividly outlined the scenery of the North Country. The phrase "the river goes up and down, the loss is surging", it describes the coldness of the North Country in the cold winter.

Zhu Ziliu's face was particularly ugly.

Because of Ye Qing's words, the beginning is so majestic!

I don't know why, Zhu Ziliu has a feeling of seeing the birth of an ancient masterpiece.

If an eternal masterpiece is really born here, Zhu Ziliu will become a harlequin.

That's why Zhu Ziliu's face is so ugly.

Ye Qing continued to write with the appearance of "not listening to things outside the window, and dedicated to writing nouns".

This time, Ye Qing drew Huo Du's blood.

"Mountain dancing silver snake, the original Chi wax figure, wants to compare with Tiangong test."

Huo Du's martial arts is higher, so he insisted on "Comparing Desire and Tiangong Exam" to the glory. The little Mongolian prince never thought that he would die in this way.

"Want to compare with Tiangong test?"

"I want to compare with Tiangong test!"

"This person, crazy!"

"But what about madness with such a stunning talent?"

Everyone talked about Ye Qing's poems.

Huang Rong finally knew how big her cheap son-in-law was, and she felt vaguely that in this Qinyuanchun. In the snow, there was a vaguely kingly air, an imperial air. This kind of emperor's spirit, even if it is eternal, is the only one, incomparable.

Now that Huo Du's blood was drawn, Ye Qing began to target Dabal.

I saw Ye Qing continue to write: "It must be sunny, watching the red dress, it is very enchanting. There are so many beautiful mountains and mountains, which has attracted countless heroes."

Dabal had thick skin and so many characters, and Ye Qing was drained of blood and died.

"What a saying,'There are so many beautiful rivers and mountains, it attracts countless heroes to bend their waists'! This is a famous sentence from the ages!"

"The only thing to worry about is that the first half of the word is so magnificent, how should the second half be finished?"

"Yeah, how should I finish it?"

Everyone was convinced by Ye Qing's words.

Ye Qing was even more convinced of Ye Qing's martial arts, which was almost a ghost.

But King Golden Wheel was a little flustered.

The lamas beside King Jinlunfa were all dead.

Huo Du, dead.

Dabal, dead.

Falun Gong is more and more frightened. Falun Dafa does not want the dignity of a generation of masters. Falun Gong only wants to escape from this place of right and wrong!

At the moment, King Golden Wheel Falun Gong is silent and works lightly, so he will leave.

But how could Ye Qing allow King Jinlun to leave?

Run after hitting x, where is it so cheap?

"Stay!" Ye Qing flicked at the Golden Wheel Fa King.

The Golden Wheel Fa King was instantly set in place.

And Ye Qing continued to write words.

Every time Ye Qing wrote a word, King Jinlun Fawang looked pale.

"I regret the Emperor of Qin and Han Wu, slightly losing his literary talent;

Genghis Khan, a generation of Tianjiao, only knew how to bow and shoot big eagles.

Go ahead, count the romantic figures, and look at the present. "

After writing the word Ye Qing, King Falun Gong thumped and fell to his death.