Yang Fan was stunned when he heard the words, and laughed at several versions of the Jianghu. Only one version was Asia the Invincible and female, starring Jon Chen. If it was really this version, regional tasks could still be done.
"Asia the Invincible, the leader of the Sun Moon Sect in the Wulin, has the best martial arts in the world. This flower leader dares to call himself Asia the Invincible. What's her best?" Yang Fan teased the procuress.
"This oriental girl came to our Qunfang Pavilion for the first time. Others are hard to say, but her beautiful figure is absolutely gorgeous in our Hengyang city. This slave, Chuntao, dares to promise. As for whether there are other unique skills, it depends on whether the young master has the ability to be the guest of the oriental girl."
After the introduction of the procuress Chuntao, she provoked Yang Fan back with her words. If other flower leaders like Fan are not fooled, they really came into being for love. Dongfang Baiyang Fan, who died for love, is very interested in knowing this wonderful woman.
"Elder sister Chuntao, don't mention that my son is determined to be the best in martial arts. Today, I Yang Fan first selected the Huagui Dongfang Invincible, and then I will challenge the leader of the Sun Moon Sect Dongfang Invincible after I succeed in martial arts someday, hahaha..."
Brother Fan looks like a dandy, and the literati, Jianghu Xiake, and rich businessmen around him all show contempt. The procuress Chuntao smiles and flatters.
"Young Master Yang's ambition is as lofty as a swan. I wish you a beautiful return tonight. It's time for Dongfang Girl to show up. I'll go to warm up first."
The procuress Chuntao stepped back onto the stage and shouted, "There is an Asia Invincible who has the best martial arts in the world in the Jianghu, and there is also an Asia Invincible in Qunfang Pavilion. Now let's invite the Oriental girl to the stage!"
After the procuress said that, eight huge Kongming lamps rose from the bottom of the stage, suddenly illuminating the dark hall as bright as stars, and the colorful curtains above looked like colorful clouds under the light.
A graceful woman goes down from the sky and shuttles among them. The swaying gauze skirt and water sleeves are reflected with the starry clouds all over the sky, just like a celestial fairy stepping into the world, which makes people look up and admire.
This woman is about ten years old. She is wearing a large shirt of lake crimson brocade with open shoulder and collar, which is covered with emerald green embroidered gauze bib, and a lake blue strapless satin skirt inside. A white snow satin water sleeve is hanging around the snow lotus like arm, and a pink gold silk belt is tied around her waist.
The hairstyle is in a flying bun, and the forehead is decorated with colorful satin and braids, with a gold hollowed out phoenix hairpin.
The woman smiled after falling down. The apricot eyes of the billow were soul stirring, the nose was pointed, and the cherry like mouth gave the sweet voice of the green kite flying in the air. It was noble and inviolable, and suddenly caught the eyes of the men present.
"I am Asia the Invincible. I heard that many Jianghu Xiake came to Hengyang City, so tonight I will focus on the Jianghu. If the young master can make poems that satisfy me, he can be my guest tonight.
If you can't make a poem that satisfies me, you will not fail tonight. The famous swordsmen in the Jianghu can also enter the screen with the highest silver. "
After the woman said that, all the men on the court applauded. Brother Fan also felt that the woman gave a good cry without affectation. Linghu Chong and Lu Dayou, who were kissed by all the fans, pushed away the fans and also applauded. Sure enough, all the men were hypocritical and showed their true colors when they met better people.
People like to spend no money on piao, and the literati and literati present are all on the stage. After you sing, I'll sing. It's so lively. But the level of poetry is so so so that it can't enter the eyes of this oriental girl on the stage.
"Let me just say, it's still up to the silver. It's a waste of time to let these sour scholars play!" said the young man dressed as a swordsman with a three foot sword in his hand impatiently and contemptuously.
This infuriated the group of literati, and one after another quoted a classic accusation of the young man. The young man disdained a smile, pulled out his sword, and the cold light flashed. The table broke a corner, sneering: "If you think your head is harder than the table, you can go forward and argue with me!"
The young man was eyeing the literati and literati for a circle. Seeing that everyone was like quails, he burst out laughing and said, "I dare not, just go away, and don't delay my meeting with the Oriental girl!"
The young man turned to the Oriental Huakui on the stage and said politely, "I am Yu Renyan, the son of Yu Canghai, the leader of Qingcheng Sect. I have seen the Oriental girl!"
"Who is that? I'm tired of people. I haven't set out to show my poems yet. Do you know that the director is so eye-catching?" Fan's lazy voice resounded behind Yu Renyan.
"That bastard dares to talk nonsense behind my back. It's really bad to be a sword in my hand!" Yu Renyan thought that he would frighten people and win the favor of beauty. Unexpectedly, he killed Cheng Yaojin halfway, which really enraged me.
"We all come out to play. We win the return of beauty by our ability. How can we rely on a broken sword to get a beauty? You are thinking about fart eating. Your father's name has given you a good name. It's disgusting. Everyone says yes or no!"
Fan Gele teases Yu Renyan. Anyway, Yu Renyan is not a good person. I really want to teach him a lesson.
People like to hold high and trample low. Seeing someone coming forward to suppress the arrogant Yu Renyan, they naturally laughed and belittled, especially those scholars who were just scared like quails.
Just how badly it was pressed, how hard it rebounds now. The refined words of cursing didn't have the same meaning. Dongfang Bubai stood on the stage, looked at the scene of the play happily, smiled and said: "Since this young master has poems, let him say, if it's not good, go to the next step."
A group of men were convinced by the beauty's words. Yang Fan opened the fan of Xiangfei, the most handsome lady in the world. Thanks to the good pre-school education of the Zhang family, this character is fairly well written.
This man is really good looking, but if you want to boast that you are the best in the world, you are too shameless. In ancient times, you should pay attention to modesty. Even if you are, you should also say yes or no. Brother Fan's shameless behavior has simply refreshed the amazing value of people in the Ming Dynasty, and this Nima is too coquettish!
Originally, this fan had only one side of landscape painting, and the other side was a whiteboard waiting for poems. Hiding in a carriage on the road, I opened my mobile phone and searched the computer for poetry in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, and found that no matter which capital can represent my inner charm, I simply wrote the best in the world.
"Ha ha ha... There are still such shameless people in the world. Even Pan An is still alive, he dare not say so. He has the face to say yes and no, I have the guts to announce your name!"
Yu Renyan laughed wildly and hit back at Yang Fan. Brother Fan's face was already as strong as steel plate. He took it calmly and said with a smile: "My name is Ai, and I'm a bully. I'm a bully! I call myself confident and boring. Nobody is confident. How can I talk about achieving great things!"
"Ai Ba, listen carefully. I have more people than I have left, and I am Junyan's Yan. Don't blame me for my rudeness if you make any nonsense!"
Yu Renyan was so angry that he threatened Brother Fan with words. Brother Fan, a clown, would not be afraid of him. He laughed and said, "My dear son, let's hear it again!"
"Good! You have been holding your breath for a long time. You want to be against me. Go to hell!"
Yu Renyan pulls out his long sword and stabs Yang Fan. Ling Huchong pulls out his sword to break the sword style and fly Yu Renyan's sword in his hand. Then he kicks him to the ground. The whole movement is clean and neat.
Blood spilled from Yu Renyan's mouth, and his sidekick lifted him up. Yu Renyan looked sharp and said with a fierce heart: "Who are you? I'm Yu Canghai's son. Aren't you afraid of Qingcheng Sect's revenge?"
"Linghu Chong of Huashan Sect has met brother Yu. Although my brother has offended many times before, he will not die. Brother Yu is too cruel to act!" Linghu Chong said politely with his fists clasped.
"Well, it's the Huashan Sect of hypocrites Yue Buqun, no wonder! Linghu Chong and the boy who dare not reveal his name, you wait, let's go!"
More than one person left in a panic with his chest covered. Yang Fan walked up to Dongfang Girl with a smile and said, "Girl, take Jianghu as the topic, then listen carefully.
The wind and clouds in the world come out of our generation, and the time will come when we enter the Jianghu.
Emperor Tu is talking and laughing, and he is drunk in life.
Holding the sword, straddling and wielding the ghost rain, the white bones are like birds in the mountains.
Dust matters are like tide people and water. Only a few people in the Jianghu come back.
The poem is titled "Smiling in the Jianghu". I wonder if it can be seen by the Oriental girl? "
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