It's so difficult to get out of the game

The girl pushed Xiao Xing's hand and looked at the sky: "It is the rules of the competition formulated by Lord Li, saying that for the sake of fairness, we have the opportunity to show their talents.

In order to show your talents, maybe you can find a good husband! "

Xiao still shook fiercely, cold, whether it is now or ancient, the star effect will always exist, but did the Lord Li really come through the same as her? How can she think things do not seem to be so thought so much that she thinks so much.

Simple?

Don't care about shaking your head, don't care about it, whether it is, first win the game to win the first place's bonus, and let's talk about it. If that person is not she guessed, 100,000 is enough, it is enough for her to sit and eat and die.

It's.

Look at the woman who is still obsessed with fantasy, Xiao still shakes her head and turns away. A song is changed to one or two silver. It is really the price of cabbage.

Woolen cloth?

As for the mysterious person behind that behind, Xiao still does not report any hope. This song cannot be changed to him. This compatriot still needs to be discussed.

some!

There are only twenty -one people who enter the first level through the primaries, which were originally twenty. They killed Xiao Xing still. It seems that this competition is a bit out of date!

On the third floor, the corner of the purple man's mouth floats the playful arc, woman, you can't escape, no matter what you are, this king is bound to be! It seems that the concubine selection of the Holy Saint is not nothing.

Immediately, Xuanyuan Lizhen's mouth was froze, and the concubine was selected? Good Xiao still, lost innocence and courage to participate in the concubine of Lord Li? I really don't put King Tang Li in his eyes!

The second game is poetry, calligraphy, calligraphy, and calligraphy and calligraphy, and the four and words are combined in a game. Xiao is still confidently confident.

An casual capital is a famous sentence, will she still be afraid?

Poetry, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting are mixed competitions. Now it is early spring. In the prescribed time, a pair of paintings represent the four seasons. It is available in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Twenty -one people at the eleven table.

The sound of gongs sounded, and the game officially started!

Poetry and poetry? Xiao still wrote behind the desk and tangled. There were so many poems in the 21st century. For a time, I really couldn't think of which one to choose to respond.

There are poems, there are words and words, this beauty contest is too weird!

Forgive her, Xiao still didn't know that Lord Li chose the concubine at all. When he heard that there was silver, he cared for it for three, seven or twenty, and let's talk about it first!

With!

Xiao still raised his hand in mid -air and hit a finger, and he picked a small pen, ordering ink, and occupying paper!

She is still Xiao, either does not do it, and it is best to do it!

Everyone couldn't help but stretch her neck and look at Xiao still. Seeing that she wrote a god, the speed was methodical, drawing a stroke, I do n’t know what, you need to use almost a dozen millions!

The curiosity of everyone, sighing, and not being transmitted in Xiao Xun's ear, she was completely immersed in her pictures. As if she was the only one in the world!

"!" The gong sounded, and at the end of the game, Xiao still stabilized the pen in his hand to be inserted into the pen.