Tiger tribe station!

The previous generation tiger king Zuo Wuzhou looked at Qinglong coldly.

"Just give me the things!" Zuo Wuzhou said coldly.

Qinglong shook his head and said, "Sorry, the young master told me that you can only hand over the things to Bai Ditian!"

"Hmm?" Zuo Wuzhou's eyes turned cold, and all the tiger tribes around him looked at Qinglong roaring.

"Let him come in!" Bai Ditian's voice came from the hall.

"Yes!" Zuo Wuzhou said respectfully.

With a hint of resentment, Zuo Wuzhou made way for a path.

Qinglong was quickly led into the hall.

Bai Ditian grabbed a glass of glass, and there was a bright red wine, emitting a burst of mellow fragrance.

"Yan Chuan sent you here?" Bai Ditian said lightly.

Qinglong nodded and then took out a jade pendant.

"This is what the young master asked me to bring to you!" Qinglong nodded.

"Ha, a piece of emerald stone? a piece of low-grade spirit stone, I can buy a lot!" Zuo Wuzhou sneered on the side.

"Stop!" Bai Ditian's eyes condensed.

"Yes!" Zuo Wuzhou looked at Bai Ditian in surprise.

Bai Ditian reached out his hand.

"call!"

The jade pendant fell in Bai Ditian's hand. Zuo Wuzhou was full of confusion. Bai Ditian has always been unstoppable and humiliating. Why do you care so much about this jade pendant when you see it?

Bai Ditian gently touched the jade pendant, and a trace of longing, a trace of doubt, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He reached out and took out a jade pendant from his arms.

Seeing this jade pendant, Zuo Wuzhou immediately guessed the probability and naturally did not dare to insert it.

The two jade pendants are of similar material, and Bai Di Tian leans against the two jade pendants together.

"call!"

Finely fit! Patch it together.

Bai Ditian's eyes were unstable, and turned around, Bai Ditian looked at Qinglong coldly.

"Is this a fake?" Bai Ditian said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it was just carved by the young master!" Qinglong nodded.

"Just just carved? How did Yan Chuan know about this jade pendant?" Bai Ditian said in a deep voice.

"I don't know, but the young master asked me to bring you a word!" Qinglong took a deep breath and said.

"explain!"

"I, Yanchuan, are waiting for the carriage in the Eastern Palace of Julu City!" Qinglong retelled without missing a word.

"Julu City, Dongfang Palace?" Bai Ditian's eyes changed.

"Senior, the things have been delivered, and I'm going back, so I'll say goodbye!" Qinglong said directly.

As he said that, Qinglong stepped out of the hall.

Zuo Wuzhou opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he swallowed the words to his mouth.

Bai Ditian was completely immersed in two jade pendants. Looking at the jade pendants, a burst of sadness flashed in his eyes—

"Hahaha, that's great, we escaped from those bad guys again!"

"Di Tian, ​​with this jade pendant as evidence, we will live forever and never leave us! OK?"

"No, I don't want that magic weapon. Any immortal weapon or magic weapon is not as good as my jade pendant!"

"Di Tian, ​​I don't know, wuwu, why did I find out at this time? Why am I pregnant? What should I do?"

"Di Tian, ​​don't, without you, what's the point of becoming an immortal?"

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Scenes of the previous life passed by in my mind. Looking at the jade pendant, Bai Ditian was a little confused for a moment, and even his eyes became slightly wet.

Zuo Wuzhou was originally curious about asking, but when he saw this scene, he swallowed everything, turned around and quietly left the hall-

Qinglong left the tiger clan's headquarters and flew quickly towards Julu City.

And far from the Tiger Clan's residence, in a forest.

Wang Zhu, who was playing the piano with Meng Rongrong not long ago, looked at him with ten big monsters with frown.

"What did he come to find Bai Ditian for?" Wang Zhu frowned and thought.

"Mr. Wang, what should I do now?" a big monster frowned.

"We must complete the tasks assigned by the Lord, and the tiger tribe must be subdued all, Bai Ditian?" Wang Zhu frowned and thought.

"Sir, what are you going to do?"

"If you don't have literary skills, then you'll be martial. If you capture Bai Ditian, the tiger clan will definitely be able to subdue it!" Wang Zhu said in a deep voice.

"Then let's do it now?" a big monster said in confusion.

Wang Zhu shook her head and said, "Wait a little longer, this place is the tiger tribe's garrison after all. If Bai Ditian runs away, it will be in vain. Wait a little longer!"

"yes!"--

Julu City, Yong Palace!

Yi Feng is the only one who is against the sixty great scholars.

Although Yifeng's cultivation is very weak, so weak that anyone who takes action can instantly defeat Yifeng, Yifeng is not afraid at all, and even aggressive.

Yifeng smiled slightly and said, "Yifeng, this time, I will send a plaque to my king three. I hope you don't refuse again!"

As he said that, Bailong sent the plaque of "Seeking Fame" again!

Three gifts to plaques?

"Wow!"

Below, nearly ten thousand scholars and scholars suddenly showed an uproar. This Yifeng is like that of Yan Chuan. It’s too crazy!

Of course, arrogance is one thing, and the position shown in this matter is another.

Three gifts? The third time?

If you give it to me once, the image of a group of great scholars will plummet once. If you give it to me twice in a row, Liu Zilu dares to send the plaque back?

If this is done to Yifeng, the reputation of the sixty great scholars will be completely ruined.

"Hmm?" Chen Ping and others glared.

The great scholars stared at each other. However, Liu Zilu, who was in charge, smiled faintly and stopped the great scholars.

"Three gifts to the plaque? Haha, we can't bear this plaque, so let Yan Chuan keep it!" Liu Zilu said lightly.

"Hahaha, I can't bear it? I can bear it. Today I come, the main purpose is to send you plaques!" Yifeng said with a smile.

Yi Feng said politely, but the meaning is obvious. Today I came to give me a plaque, and today I came to slap you in the face!

The great scholars' faces darkened.

Yifeng no longer got entangled in this topic, so he asked Bailong to put the plaque aside and looked at the two words that revealed the sea and the desert.

"Good words, a pity..." Yi Feng said lightly.

"What a pity?" Chen Pingdaru shouted coldly.

"It's a pity that I have read too much and have a higher vision. Don't you have three more words? Take them out together and let everyone observe them!" Yifeng said with a smile.

"I have seen more and more? I have also seen more and more. How many jokes have you seen?" Chen Ping said with great enthusiasm.

"Don't believe it? Haha, it just happened that my king wrote some miscellaneous articles to me. If you are interested, you can take a look!" Yifeng said with a smile.

Miscellaneous? Just miscellaneous?

The great scholars were suddenly exclaimed by Yi Feng's arrogance. They wanted to compare the various articles with their own beautiful and beautiful articles? Some great scholars were even laughed at.

Yifeng was not in a hurry and drew one of the scrolls held by Bailong.

"Everyone, the giant monuments are limited. I wonder who can help me prepare more giant monuments and everyone can appreciate the books of my king?" Yi Feng smiled at the Confucians and Taoists.

Bailong opened his mouth and was about to say that he could make some stone tablets, but was stopped by Yi Feng's eyes.

What Yifeng wants is nearly ten thousand Confucian scholars to participate, so that they will have a sense of "inclusion". Although they only substitute a little, it is enough. Next, no matter what they say to the sixty Confucian scholars, their balance will unconsciously tilt towards them.
To be continued...