Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

"This..... Why is this guy here?"

At this moment, opposite Han Feng, there were two people, Hong Hu and Lin Yao.

Hong Hu was looking sullenly at Han Feng.

"It's really lingering!"

Even if it was Lin Yao, his eyes were extremely gloomy at the moment.

Before, he vowed to say that people couldn't get on the flower boat. Wasn't he slapped again?

"Go, tell Situ Ru, his grandfather's opponent, the handsome son of the Northern Territory is here!"

At this moment, Lin Yao called a young man next to him, pointed to Han Feng who was eating, and said.

Soon, the young man cautiously walked to a handsome talent next to Lin Mengran and said a few words in a low voice.

I saw the talented man, his face suddenly gloomy, looking at Han Feng in the distance, a sneer appeared on his face.

Although Han Feng lowered his head, he could clearly feel a lot of eyes cast towards him, but he didn't care.

Anyway, it's not eating their family's food, just care about them!

"Unexpectedly, he would come too!"

In these gazes, there are naturally people Han Feng knows, including the talented pill refining in Zijin firm, Leng Danyou!

Because of Leng Danyou's gaze, many ladies also swept over, and found that Han Feng was very rude and gobbled up.

From time to time, he drank a few sips of jade fermented wine, rude, like a cow chewing peonies!

This is like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, which is incompatible with the elegant atmosphere at the tea party. Suddenly they said, ‘vulgar people who can only eat! ’, then looked away.

As if watching Han Feng more, it was like insulting their eyes.

"Can only eat?"

Hearing the sound, Leng Danyou smiled bitterly.

These people don't know how much trouble this ‘can only eat’ boy has caused in Zijin Firm has long been valued by the chairman of Zijin Firm, and he has a tendency to draw in.

Not only that, but he was regarded as senior by Leng Danyou's uncle, Tier 4 pill refining teacher, and Master Taizhen!

No matter what it is, it is enough to make this ordinary, vulgar youth far surpass most of the people present.

But these can only be counted as ‘wu’!

As for Han Feng's literary talent, Leng Danyou couldn't help being curious.

Will there be literary talent with such an existence?

Time slowly passed, and suddenly, the tea party had already reached the competition among the four great talents.

Soon the other three talents were also defeated, and only Situ Ru won the battle!

"The name of the number one talented man is indeed well-deserved!"

Many people saw it, and although they admired it, they didn't have too many accidents.

You must know that Situ Ru has been the top talented person for five consecutive years!

"Thank you for your praise!"

I saw Situ Ru's handsome face with a sunny smile, and then coughed a few times: "Xiaosheng is just a little bit more to learn! It's not worth it!"

"Brother Situ is humble! This year's tea party, literary talent is for you!"

Hearing the sound, many people quickly agreed, no lack of flattery.

But never thought, Situ Ru's complexion condensed, and his expression regretful said: "I thought so too, but a variable has come!"

"Oh? What variable?"

Seeing this, there was an uproar everywhere.

"You guys know that the army god of our country of Yan, the handsome sir of the Northern Territory?"

Situ Ru's expression was calm, but with some admiration in his words, he spoke.

Everyone nodded, and when they saw this, Situ Ru Zheng said, "Why is it too late for the Kingdom of Yan, the Northern enemy has not yet returned, I would like to slay the sword at the waist and be the commander of the enemy!"

"What kind of ambition? This is what the Northern Territory Shuai said. At the time, the young Northern Territory Shuai had been the master of civil and military talents at the Baizi Tea Party for several years!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was an uproar everywhere, everyone was amazed.

The Northern Territory handsome man can be described as a strange man, Wen can be worthy of a Confucian official, Martial Dao is extremely high, and the use of soldiers is like a god!

At the beginning, he was among the same generation, it can be said that there is no difference, the scenery is boundless, and countless people can't hold their heads up.

But that's all in the past tense. The talents present felt a little puzzled. They didn't understand what Situ Ru meant.

"Although the handsome master of the Northern Territory no longer participates in the Baizi Tea Party, his legendary achievements have been passed down through the ages, but I heard that his son is also participating in the Baizi Tea Party today."

Situ Rulang said with a smile, and immediately the cupped fist respected, "The tiger father has no dogs, and his righteous son must be a talented person. I don't know if I can show up to write a poem. Let me wait after seeing the famous people. ?"

In an instant, everyone's voice fell silent, and unexpected expressions appeared on their faces.

Unexpectedly, the righteous son of the Northern Territory, who was so successful, also came to the Baizi Tea Party.

Who is that?

Many people looked around, looking for strange faces they had never seen before.

Even the third son Lin Mengran, who was sitting in the head of the hall, had beautiful eyes and couldn't help looking around.

Of course, anyone with a little brain will understand that Situ Ru's intention is not simply to compare poems.

Old Situ Ge and the handsome Northern Territory are rivals in the court! And he often suffers from the handsome hands of the Northern Territory!

What Situ Ru has to do is to insult the handsome son of the Northern Territory and vent his anger for his grandfather!

"Hehe, what a murderer by borrowing a knife!"

On one side, Hong Huyin smiled and said.

"How can this be called killing with a knife? It can only be said that the Northern Territory has made too many enemies, and the father's debt is paid, it is justified."

Lin Yao whispered in a low voice, his eyes were gloomy, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Han Feng in the distance. When he was about to look at this guy's timid and embarrassing appearance, he couldn't help being surprised by the scene in front of him.

I saw Han Feng's greasy mouth and oily hands. He was devouring the food on the table, as if the person calling him was not him, but someone else!

This guy...really not wanting face!

Upon seeing this, Lin Yao gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

At this moment, Jun Moshou, who was next to Han Feng, also looked around, and immediately lowered his head to face Han Feng, curiously saying: "I don't know what the handsome son of the Northern Territory looks like?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's a beautiful son who is suave, rich in learning, and Wu Kantian!"

Han Feng said while eating the meat.

"The beautiful son? Yes, the handsome man in the Northern Territory was such a person at the beginning, I am afraid that his son will never be worse!"

In the distance, watching Han Feng's Leng Danyou closely, he was also curious, would this miraculous young man still possess profound poetic talent?

But at this moment, the atmosphere is quiet all around.

"Also ask the son to give a poem to you!"

Situ Ru's face also began to look a little ugly, and he said solemnly.

As soon as the words fell, the surroundings became quieter, and there was still no one to show up.

Time slowly passed, and Situ Ru, standing in the middle of the crowd, stood there alone, looking a bit like...a fool!

"How can this guy be like a fool?"

Suddenly, a slight voice came, and it immediately echoed in this quiet space.

For a while, everyone's expressions were stunned.

This fool doesn't need to think too much, he is talking about Situ Ru!

"what are you saying?"

Hearing the sound, Situ Ru's smile stiffened, turned his head to look, and looked at a plain, grease-stained teenager in the corner.

"Insult to gentleman!"

Upon seeing this, a touch of disgust suddenly appeared in many people's eyes.

At the Baizi Tea Party, no one knows the elegance, no one does not understand the etiquette, and this young man is so vulgar, it is really shameful!

"I said you look like a fool!"

Han Feng felt Situ Ru's gaze, without raising his head, chewing meat in his mouth, and said vaguely.

"Brother Han Feng!"

Hearing this, Lord Jun Moshou's expression on the side changed drastically, and he quickly smiled and said to Situ Ru: "Brother Situ, he has just drunk some wine, he is drunk, no wonder!"

"Haha... Xiongtai, you said I'm like a fool, and there is a reason for it. You should give me an explanation!"

Situ Ru's heart was full of anger, and his eyes were restrained and cold, but he still showed an elegant smile like a spring breeze, looking at Han Feng.

In front of everyone, he will not lose his attitude.

Because he is the grandson of Situ Ge!

"This kid is dying!"

Lin Yao in the distance saw this scene with a sneer.

He knows Situ Ru's temperament, his happiness and anger are not revealed, making it difficult to distinguish between happiness and sorrow.

But this kind of person, must pay attention to his smile, the brighter the smile, the more it represents the...killing intent in his heart!

At this moment, Situ Ru has already had a murderous heart towards Han Feng...

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