"Li Xing Yunhe Longquan Sword, I want to help him bring back to Xuan Ming. It’s a piece of cake. Is the bad handsome willing? If he feels that the time is not right, we can be dissatisfied with the underworld and let him continue to wait."
Qin Changfeng said thoughtfully a little and then said, "I have a suggestion. You might as well talk to the bad handsome."
"What?"
"In my opinion, the bad handsome is not trying to experience Li Xingyun and make him willingly accept the royal status of Li Tang and then take the road of hegemony to reproduce the glory of the Tang Dynasty. But the possibility that this little loafer is a character is not the only way to achieve his goal. Force him!"
"How to force?"
"Li Xingyun is nothing more than Li Tang Jiangshan’s interest in the hegemony day, but he always has a heart, right? If something happens to this person, do you think he has a choice? "
Qin Changfeng finished his attention and immersed himself in the wood and carving knife, not caring about Meng Po’s attitude.
The fact is that this is how Li Tiangang forced Li Xingyun himself in the original plot. Otherwise, how could Ji Ruxue be shot by Zhu Youzhen? Qin Changfeng now say it but let him make up his mind early.
A moment later, Meng Po nodded gently, which seemed to agree with Qin Changfeng’s words. Then, the conversation turned to say, "I’ll tell the bad handsome what you think, but now he has a new one for you to complete … On how to get Li Maozhen and Li Siyuan to support Li Xingyun as the emperor."
Isn’t this Yuan Tiangang’s own work? Why are you throwing it at me now?
Qin Changfeng was surprised at the first time after hearing Meng Po’s words. The simplest and most direct reason why he wanted Yuan Tiangang to do so was that he still used this opportunity to test his martial arts or it …
After pondering a little, Qin Changfeng said, "I will finish it if you return the bad handsome, but please don’t forget that he promised the highest plough tactic."
"A bad handsome man will never go back on his word unless he promises something. It’s not like you don’t know."
Meng Po took a glance at Qin Changfeng eyes some strange color.
Qin Changfeng smiled leisurely and took out an already carved statue and handed it to her. "Although it is a gadget, I carved it myself for fun."
The statue is a mature and beautiful woman with long hair spread from her shoulders to her back, and her legs are slender and her breasts are towering. Even a wooden statue exudes a seductive atmosphere, which is exactly what Shi Yao looks like in Qin Changfeng’s memory!
"I didn’t expect you to remember me so clearly …" Shi Yao took the statue and his eyes were more complicated.
"You just don’t believe that I am sincere to you …"
Qin Changfeng sighed that he had just taken over the statue in his perception, and his influence on Shi Yao had deepened a lot. However, there was still a long way to go before he really became obedient, which proved that her loyalty and fear for bad handsome still dominated.
Chapter two hundred and seventy-seven Go through the museum alone
The general rudder of Tongwen Pavilion is located in a dense forest near Jinyang.
There is a snake crawling in the pot here. Whoever falls into it is a snake eating field.
At this time, a Confucian scholar dressed up and looked gentle, and a middle-aged man was sitting in a sitting position. Apart from his lips and two beards, the most striking thing was his strange ears, his earlobes were long and thick, and his head was covered with Buddha.
Heaven can have such a strange appearance and it is forbidden to go through the museum. It must be thought that there must be a Lord Li Siyuan.
He is closing his eyes, and the blue air stream transpires from his whole body and then gathers into fog. There is a faint thunder and lightning, and various forms seem to be evolving.
These wonderful feats are the famous "Shenggan Kungong" of Tongwen Museum!
Li Siyuan, the only expert in Tongwen Museum who has practiced this magical skill, has been proud of himself and has been on the side of megatron for decades.
However, this is obviously not enough for him to be completely satisfied. From more than ten years ago, he has been thinking about breaking through the big heaven and becoming the first master in Sanjin. Unfortunately, the failure of coercing Zhang Tianshi to obtain the plan of five thunder heavenly hearts became his regret today.
"Zhang Daoling, if you don’t die, I will definitely get the five thunder heavenly heart, and no one can stop me!"
Li Siyuan suddenly leaned out with his eyes open and his hands on the opposite side. He grabbed two king cobras with violent twisting and was buckled by him.
His face was blue, and the fog spread from his fingers and wrapped two poisonous snakes. The latter immediately shrank into a ball and screamed in pain and struggled wildly.
But the mist is even more terrible than the toughest steel wire in the world. Just for a moment, the two snakes seemed to have been sucked out of all their essence and shrunk into two dried snakes, which fell back into the basin like Li Siyuan’s hands were loose and rags.
Just then, a master of the Tongwen Pavilion came over and saluted, "Someone outside the Lord’s gate asks for an audience and says it’s a bad person."
"Bad people? ！”
Li Siyuan’s indecision color in his eyes passes with the back of his hand and said indifferently, "Ask him to come in."
"Yes!"
A moment later, a little messy footsteps mingled with the rolling of eyes and sticky sand creaked, and three masked people came in behind the disciples of the Tongwen Museum.
There is a man in a wheelchair with a yellow mask, a white suit, and a cold body with an indescribable mystery. It is Qin Changfeng who seems that his legs are still awkward and is pushed forward by bad people behind him 2.
"Bad guy …" Li Siyuan looked at the bearer with a smile and half a squint. "It is said that the bad guy has a total of 36 captains in Yuan Tiangang. I don’t know who Ge is?"
Qin Changfeng, the star of the highest day, told the bad people behind him to stop two zhangs away from Li Siyuan.
Li Siyuan narrowed his eyes with a flash of light. "Xuan Ming told the reincarnation king of Tianjiao a few months ago that Qin Changfeng, a master of bad people, died. I wonder if Hege is the same person?"
Qin Changfeng put his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair and tapped his fingers one by one, which looked very casual. "It’s because I’m not dead that you can guess, but I won’t tell you the answer."