The system is too pet, changing tricks to reward

How rich this person is!

Some people don’t believe it, and said, “Do you say that fifty times fifty times? Do you know the price? I think you are bragging.”

Ling Feng did not justify and waved his sleeves.

Suddenly.

A bunch of glittering spirit stones appeared in front of everyone.

It is a thousand superb stones!

And a superb stones are equivalent to 12,000.

One thousand units are 10 million!

It’s enough to buy this inn.

“If you are willing to make the room, please step forward to take the spirit stone.”

Ling Feng smiled lightly.

“I give up!”

“Son, I am willing to transfer, the room I just booked a long time is still new!”

“Son, want me, I can clean it for you.”

Everyone said again and again.

This turn to sell is a 50 -fold profit …

Who is not confused?

Soon someone gave up the room, and she left with Lingshi.

Gu Linglong, Concile Cream and others were stunned.

Didn’t you say that the Fengfeng could not be opened in poverty?

Little Lord, there is still behind this chapter, please click the next page to continue reading, the later is more exciting!

Didn’t you say that the things that Muling Peak had made Elder Liu gives a pawn to buy money to buy wine?

Why is the younger brother so rich?

Can you throw out a thousand pieces of superb stones? Intersection

“Brother, will you be too big?”

Gu Linglong reminded.

Ling Feng smiled: “It’s okay, it’s just a little money.”

Everyone heard the words, the corners of their mouth twitched …

One thousand pieces of superb stones, actually just a small money?

Good guy.

The financial resources of this teenager are so extraordinary? Intersection

“Bai Yunzong’s heritage, when is it so terrible?”

Some people were puzzled and frowned.

Someone stared at Ling Feng, and was not kind.

【Ding! The host throw a lot of money to show the potential of God! Reward the host of one million superb stones! Intersection .

At this time, the system prompt sound.

Ling Feng stunned.

I have n’t spent a thousand coped stones, so I will directly account for one million superb stones. Can this spirit stone still spend more and more? Intersection

System, why don’t you just call Shenhao system?

Ling Feng’s heart spit.

[Shin Shenhao system, how can you compare with me? Owner, you will become a man who will become a super invincible king in the future! .

[Don’t talk about millions of spiritual stones, even if millions of billions are not enough]

The system said.

Ling Feng nodded, “Yes, right, you are right.”

soon.

Several people lived in the inn.

In the process of waiting for the opening of the sword conference, they also strolled around Wan Jiancheng to experience the local customs.

This night.

Several people go out to play.

It happened to meet the local temple fair, and several people played.

Suddenly, many people gathered together on a flower boat not far away, and they were groaning poetry.

The title of poetry is … sword.

Gu Linglong asked curiously: “Among us, who would write a poem?”

Everyone looked at each other.

Obviously, no one knows.

Ling Feng shrugged, “Poetry won’t, but to know it, for example, this poem about sword, I just know a song.”

Chapter 54 is a eternal sentence with a casual chanting

“Oh, what poems do you know? Speak and listen.”

Gu Linglong and others were a little curious.

Just listening to Ling Fengyou said: “Ten years of grinding a sword, the frost blade has never tried! Today, show the monarch, who is wrong with it?”

After speaking, I saw the many young talents above the flower boat, and they were silent, and they looked at him with a strong impression of their eyes.

“Ten years of grinding a sword, the frost has never tried it.”

“Show Jun today, who has something wrong?”

“So heroic, so exciting verse!”

“Good poems, good poems!”

Someone was amazed and came to Ling Feng and asked curiously, “This son, don’t know who made this poem?”

“Oh, it was made by a poet named Jia.”

Ling Feng smiled slightly.

“The surname of Jia … the poetry of Jia surnames, are you Jia Sheng of Wangdu?”

The man was amazed.

“no.”

Ling Feng shook his head, “The person I said is not in this world.”

This poem was written by his previous Chinese Chinese poets.

Of course not in this world.

But the man misunderstood something, shaking his head and regretted: “Unfortunately, such poems, everyone has no chance.”

“Huh, what the poet of Jia surnames is really funny! This poem is obviously what I did, but I was stolen a few years ago.”

At this point, a poet turned his eyes and stood up and said.

This person worshiped his waist, wearing a jade crown, a romantic look.

Seeing him, everyone whispered.

“This person is the fifth poem swordsman on the master list!”

“It is said that this person likes to chant poems the most, while fighting against the enemy.

“This person’s poem was shocked, and Kendo was outstanding! If he could make such impassioned poems, it would be reasonable.”

The poem swordsman came to Ling Feng and said faintly: “This poem was done by me three years ago, but was stolen later. Now it seems that you are the thief!”

“What nonsense do you say?”

“Yeah, three years ago, the younger brother was still at the peak.

Gu Linglong, the condensed cream drank coldly.

No one can see the innocence of his own brother.

But poetry swordsman continued: “Even if it was not him, it was the poet named Jia in his mouth stole my poems.”

Hearing this, Ling Feng, who had nothing to do, immediately raised his eyebrows.

Good guy.

You can slander me!

Dare to slander my Chinese poet? Intersection

court death!

Ling Feng smiled angrily and said, “You said that theft was theft, but what evidence? Also, you said that this poem was written by you three years ago, but why not published it? Until now, I said it when I said it. Are you doing it? ”

Faced with a series of anti -questions, the poem swordsman said in a hurry: “This poem was made when I was drunk. After I woke up, I always felt that I was missing something, but I did not publish it, but I did not expect it to be used by the thief!”

“As for evidence …”

“Hum, my poem swordsman’s three words are evidence !!!”

Shi Jianke said proudly.

As the fifth of the master list, he is known as the poem sword. In the poem, what he said naturally brought a convincing weight.