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Chapter 845

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    Long Tao originally wanted to fight for the first place, but now he can only fight for the second place.

    And the other younger generations who originally wanted to keep the second or even the third established forces and the top forces felt like they had eaten a big bitter melon.

    The face was all crying and mourning.

    Everyone understands a truth, that is, comparing the strength of a founder with a disciple of a five-star founder, isn't that tantamount to courting death?

    On the other side of the Wujing Wall, Mr. Zhu in the inner palace of Yeyang Palace frowned slightly as he looked at Gu Lang who was walking behind You Zhe.

    Some people don't understand what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of this prudent little apprentice.

    Based on Mr. Zhu's understanding of his little apprentice, his little apprentice should go to participate in the civil and military double competition.

    It has been many years since Mr. Zhu accepted Gu Lang as his apprentice. Except for Mr. Zhu, the eleven princes present and the old man on the other side of the phone had obviously seen Gu Lang.

    Seeing Gu Lang going to participate in the literary competition, even Yue Hou looked at Mr. Zhu.

    At this time, Master Chef, who was about to eat melon, glanced at his little apprentice.

    Seeing the expression on Zong Ze's face, Master Chef froze suddenly.

    Immediately, he vaguely guessed why Gu Lang went to participate in the Wen Lei competition.

    Although he feels that his guess is almost inseparable from the truth, Master Chef will not easily reveal his guess.

    So Master Chef changed the topic and said to Mr. Zhu.

    "Mr. Zhu, I don't have the thing you said to break the bad luck before, but I still have a jug of Bairui wine in my Chuxiang Palace.

    "Bai Rui wine is made by storing the snow water collected from plum petals in the middle of winter in a wine jar, and using the buds of a hundred kinds of auspicious flowers and spirits to temper them in the cold of the middle of winter."

    "Then it moved to the extreme north in early spring after a winter, and the remaining jug of Bairui wine has been sealed for nearly forty years."

    "Even if the auspicious aura in the Bairui wine can't cure the bad luck physique of the siblings, it should be enough to suppress the bad luck physique for a period of time."

    The Master Chef had checked Wang Fuxiang's physique just before he took his seat.

    At that time, Master Chef really put a lot of effort into blending Bai Rui wine.

    But now that he feels the difficulty of Wang Fuxiang's bad luck physique, Master Chef is really not sure how long Bairui wine can suppress Wang Fuxiang's bad luck physique.

    Wang Fuxiang stood behind Mr. Zhu, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes after hearing Master Chef's words.

    When all the officials came down to the inner palace just now, Wang Fuxiang could feel that everyone's eyes were on her for a moment.

    Among them, the eyes of Moon Queen and Master Chef stayed on him the most.

    In this kind of place, Wang Fuxiang is naturally not easy to pull Mr. Zhu to ask if he has found a solution to his bad luck.

    Wang Fuxiang has lived for so many years, every minute and every second is looking for a way to get rid of her bad luck.

    Wang Fuxiang is very familiar with her bad luck physique.

    After all, even Mr. Zhu, who is a five-star creator, failed to get rid of his bad luck physique, but was disturbed by his own bad luck physique.

    Therefore, Wang Fuxiang didn't have too much expectation to get rid of her bad luck physique.

    Wang Fuxiang already had the will to die when she decided to be with Mr. Zhu.

    Now hearing Master Chef say that Bairui wine can suppress his bad luck physique for a period of time, in Wang Fuxiang's view, it is already a great blessing.

    After suppressing the bad luck physique, I can live with Mr. Zhu like a normal person for a period of time.

    Wang Fuxiang thought to himself.

    "It would be great if Bairui wine could suppress my bad luck physique for a year. If that's the case, I might be able to greedily have a child."

    Mr. Zhu was originally surprised by the choice of his little apprentice, but now he was immediately pulled away by Master Chef after hearing what Master Chef said.

    Just when Mr. Zhu was thanking Master Chef, Yue Hou slightly frowned and glanced at Master Chef.

    Wang Fuxiang's bad luck physique is innate, not to mention using the buds of hundreds of auspicious flowers and spirits to brew Bairui wine.

    Just how long can Qianrui wine be made from the hearts of thousands of auspicious beasts to suppress Wang Fuxiang's bad luck physique?

    It's only two months at most.

    Things like Bairui wine can be taken out after a month, but Wang Fuxiang's bad luck physique will become stronger every time he is suppressed.

    It will be more difficult to suppress next time.

      From Yue Hou's perspective, Master Chef's idea is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst, which cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

    The current month queen is completely in the mentality of eating melons.

    Whoever loves to be the champion of this kind of literary competition, martial arts competition or both civil and military competitions.

    After a while, Lin Yuan would change into the clothes he had prepared in advance and sit beside him during the meeting.

    At that time, I will officially announce Lin Yuan's identity, so that everyone in the world will know who Zhao Xiyue's apprentice is.

    Therefore, this young generation's pinnacle competition looks a bit boring in a month's time.

    The right palm minister, You Zhe, looked at the younger generation standing behind him who was preparing to participate in the literary competition and said.

    "Okay, since no one intends to participate in the competition, these twenty-five people will participate in the competition."

    After finishing speaking, You Zhe walked through the corridor towards the back.

    Gao Feng watched Long Tao follow You Zhe through the corridor and disappeared out of sight, and spoke to Lin Yuan.

    "I didn't expect Wen Lei's competition to be so entertaining."

    "Lin Yuan, you are also a creator in the civil and military double competition. Do you think it is fair for everyone to have different competition questions?"

    Hearing Gao Feng's words, Lin Yuan thought for a while before speaking.

    "If it's a comparison of the strength of the creator, then this method of competition is fair."

    Lin Yuan didn't know how to compete in Wenlei before the Wenlei competition.

    It can be said that this kind of literary competition method is very beneficial to Lin Yuan.

    Because this method of extracting questions allows Lin Yuan to largely avoid examination questions such as raising the rank of spiritual objects.

    It's just that Lin Yuan is not sure whether the assessment method of Wen Lei in the civil and military double competition is the same as the current assessment method of Wen Lei.

    Gao Feng heard Lin Yuan's words before he could nod his head, when he heard the Zuo Zhangchen Zuo Ming speak loudly.

    "The assessment of Wen Lei will not end immediately, and the competition of Wu Lei will begin now."

    After finishing speaking, Zuo Ming pointed to a large empty area in the center of the outer palace and said.

    "This is the arena for martial arts."

    "I will be the rescuer of the martial arts competition."

    "I will forcefully end the battle according to the intensity of the attack and confirm that one side is unable to resist, so as to ensure your safety."

    "Those who want to participate in the martial arts competition, please stand directly behind me."

    Gao Feng was nodding his head and wanted to continue asking Lin Yuan about Wen Lei.

    But after hearing Zuo Ming's words, Gao Feng choked and hiccupped when he was about to ask.

    Gao Feng did not expect that the martial arts competition had just started at the same time as the competition of Wen Lei.

    It seemed that he was about to get a fat beating.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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