Chapter 179: Feng Qiuhuang

Fang Qi glanced across the hall and saw that the elder brothers were scratching their ears and scratching their cheeks one by one, which was quite funny. This fairy fairy seems to be something... which can cause so many people to pursue it.
Fang Qi spread out the white paper, thought for a moment, and began to write.
"Feng Qiu Huang!"
"Phoenix returns to his hometown and travels around the world to seek his phoenix.
...
...
The wings flew up and down, and I didn't feel I wanted Yu Yu. "
There are more than one hundred words in the foreign language, the workmanship is neat and the charm is endless.
Fang Qi's Yubi writing is still ok, at least it looks very comfortable.
After the incense burnt time passed, the turtle turtle came up one by one to collect the paper, and each paper had its own signature, so I was not afraid to make a mistake.
On the high platform, in the attic.
"Hehe...it's just some ordinary words...there is no ink on the chest, but it is very unpredictable how prettier..."
"The final tone of the tone, the sorrowful love..."
It's so unusual, it's not interesting...
Fairy Qin Se opened each paper gently, and it looked a little boring.
It may really be that her requirements are too high. In a blink of an eye, there are dozens of blank papers on the ground. These are obviously directly eliminated.
"Feng Fenghuang?"
The name is quite interesting...
"Phoenix returns to his hometown and travels around the world to seek his phoenix.
When he hasn't met him, he can't do anything. "
"Good song, profound intentions, there is no lack of feelings of "swinging" qi... I didn't expect there will be unexpected joy today!"
"People in the rain? This should be a pseudonym..."
"Just this poem, Awen, go and call people!"
Fairy Qin Se lay lazily, charmingly.
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"Fairy, there are so many poems that you haven't read yet? You don't look at it anymore? What if there is a better one?"
The maid on the side reminded.
"Oh... No need, you call someone."
Fairy Qin Se shook her head, looking very boring.
Master doesn’t know where to go...Let yourself wait for him here, so long passed...it’s really boring...
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"Who wrote this Feng Qiuhuang? Fairy Qin Se invited the elder son to come up and tell!"
His own turtle standing on the high platform shouted loudly.
There was silence all over the place, and no one answered for a while.
"Who's so lucky! Was actually fancy by the fairy Qin Se? Yeah! Why not me!"
"My tune is so good, why don't you choose me! Annoying!"
"Is Fairy Qin Se misreading her name...my poems are the best!"
...
A bunch of pig brothers seemed very excited, one by one, like the blood of chicken, very angry.
"Which son did Feng Qiuhuang write? Please come on stage and tell!"
Seeing that there was no answer, Gui Gong cried again, still a long silence...
"Well... This refreshment is good, hiccups, full."
Fang Qi lay on the chair and started to taste. Although the atmosphere here is not very good, the food is excellent.
"Master, it seems to be calling you!"
Xue Yi is also a foodie. He hasn't stopped talking from beginning to end, and the words are grunting, he can't say clearly.
"Oh... I wrote it!"
Fang Qi looked towards the high platform. I was immersed in eating just now, not paying much attention to the surrounding atmosphere.
"Really you? Don't take the lead?"
Gui Gong stared at Fang Qi, staring at his greasy mouth and the pastry in his hand, frowning and questioned.