: 816, why don’t you even try hard?

816, why not even try hard to get up quickly, Feng Tingyu was called by the Prince of Heaven, and followed by Fu Yanzhou, who was a little bit sullen and full of confidence.
After he greeted everyone, Yue Tianyi stood on the side, and his eyes were deliberately and unconsciously looked at Xiao Yan, who was dressed as a man.
Feng Tingyu was sitting next to his sister Yan Er in a generous manner, laughing and blinking at her, so that she should not worry.
There are a lot of words in Mingwuyan who want to talk to her brother, but this occasion is not suitable for her to chat, say secret sound, she is afraid that there are so many masters here, they will hear it.
After all, I can still understand the secrets of the people of the Three Kingdoms.
When the Emperor of the Devil saw the Windy Court, he sat on the side of the wilderness, his face was a little bit darker, and then he looked at the night and looked at it. This is the only way: "The Emperor's Scorpio Princess has only one, Fu Jiagong and Bei Mo The king of the country is a young talent, and the people are dragons and phoenixes. The Emperor hopes that there will be a fair and just test between you. What do you mean?"
"You have to do the forensic work!" Fu Bingzhou stood and bowed to everyone, showing his devout heart.
Feng Tingyu also stood up at this time. Just when Yue Tianzhen was very much looking forward to what he said, Feng Tingyu was very calm: "Marriage is a matter of words, more than a test, and no more than a word." Come, so if my Majesty and the night old feel that my qualifications are not enough for Princess Scorpio, not enough to give her happiness, I am willing to withdraw from the competition."
The words of the wind court were not very loud, but they were very calm. The people present were convinced by his temper, and he was surprised that he would make such a decision.
It is the Emperor of the Magic and the night old are very surprised. In their view, the five countries can rise to the sky, but they climbed the high branch, but this kid is actually no match, want to quit?
This is to realize that you will lose and give yourself a face early? Or simply do not bother with the magical mainland marriage?
Thinking of the possibility of the latter reason, the face of the demon spirit and the night old have become less good.
At the time, Yue Tian’s face was already pale as paper. She did not think that Feng Ting could not even try her hard work. Although she felt in her heart, it might be that his spiritual power is strong but Fu Bingzhou, but his courage and efforts should It will impress his master. After all, his master wants to be happy.
Mingwuyan looked at his brother and looked at him seriously, then asked: "Is it good?"
The wind court nodded. "Think better."
He admits that he has a good impression on the moon, and even some like it, but this kind of love is not enough for him to risk the ruin of the reputation of the Northern Desert and his sister's reputation.
He once thought that if he fell in love with a person, he would be like a young king like his own sister, but obviously, if it is a moon, he will be good to her, but never like a king. Spoiled her.
Therefore, he feels that maybe he just likes the moon a little bit, not loving her!
The Red Devil looked at the wind court and glanced at it. Then he looked at the cold and looked at it. After seeing the cold and tapping his head, the Red Devils made a sound.
"Thank you for the fact that Fu Jiagong won without fighting and won the hearts of Princess Scorpio!"
The words of the Red Devils made the entire body of the Moon Scorpio somewhat crumbling.
Why, why is it that the wind court is not willing to work hard.
why? Is he so afraid of Fu Bingzhou?
This result was originally expected by the Emperor and the night old, but now it is like this, they feel a little depressed, there is always a kind of punch on the cotton, even if it is made to marry Fu Bingzhou, There are also some feelings that are not tasteful.
Fu Bingzhou was also somewhat confused at this time. He did not think that Feng Tingyi would give up, which made him win over.
He glanced at the moon and saw her face hurt. It seemed that the broken heart burned his eyes. He bit his lower teeth and turned his head to the Emperor and the night old saying: "For the sake of fairness, it is still a test. Let's go! Click here!"
The Emperor of the Devil felt that Fu Bingzhou was right. Before he said that everyone would be judged, this time is no match. It is not that he is a devil who is talking empty words and ruining his face. So he again said: As far as the point is concerned, a text ratio, a martial arts, a battle for a treasure, a total of three games, if it is a draw, the third treasure you choose can be sent to Scorpio, let her choose. Is this fair?

When the moon stunned to hear the Emperor of the Magic say this, the heart ignited hope, and then looked at the wind court and glanced at it. I hope he can take it seriously. He only needs to win one game. In the third game, she will definitely accept him. Gift.
"That's it!" Feng Ting responded with a sigh. He knew that today is no match, this magic spirit and the night will not let him go.
When the moon stunned to hear the wind court, he was relieved. However, because of the tension, her hand was tightly held, wrinkled her dress and her hands were sweaty.
"Then you go down and prepare, and after a column of incense, start to compare!" The demon spirit commanded.
When Fu Bingzhou heard it, he immediately prepared it. The wind court was not prepared, and then sat next to his sister.
Mist Yan whispered: "What is the text compared to you?"
Feng Ting smiled and said: "I don't have any talents, let's play the piano!"
Mingwu Yan did not listen to his brother, playing the piano, so some doubts said: "Would you take the piano?"
Feng Tingyu still hasn't answered yet, Lingtao can't help but say to the Lingqin around him, "Sister, lend your piano to the Fengzi!"
Lingqin looked at the wind court and Yan Han, then nodded, "Yes."
The wind court was a little unexpected. This Qin Xiangong mainly gave himself to the piano. He stared at her and glanced. Then he nodded. "That is troublesome."
Lingqin smiled slightly, took out the piano, placed it on the stage, and was elegant and pleasant.
Wind Court immediately got up and thanked, "Thank you!"
Mingwu Yan looked at her brother and glanced at her, then turned her head and looked at Xue Yihan. She felt that she wanted to sit next to her now.
Xue Yihan sees the Chaos baby has been looking at himself, smiling at the lips, although he wants to take her to a pain, but still resist the inner impulse, quietly maintain his expression.
At this time, Fu Bingzhou is ready to come over, and he does not know whether he has a tacit understanding with the Wind Court. He also chose the piano.
Ming Wuyan is now willing to come over, Fu Bingzhou is the person on the list of the Sanskrit door, and the most good at the Fanyin Gate is not the talent of these instruments.
The Emperor of the Magic took a look at the wind and then said to Fu Bingzhou: "Who are you going to start first?"
Fu Bingzhou glanced at the wind court and said with earnestness: "Although the comers are all guests, since the wind son is ready, he will come first!"