Chapter 475 (1/2)

Wang Long was not only a great scholar, but also a group of Confucians who praised him.

Writing down the wind and rain, poetry into tears of ghosts and gods, this is sensationalism?

Suddenly, one by one glared at the direction of the voice.

But the door of the east hall was opened in the distance.

After a series of gorgeous characters came out, the Confucians almost forgot about the targeted Yan Chuan. At this time, everyone saw that Yan Chuan stepped out of the Oriental palace.

”Why don't you shrink your head?” Chen Ping was slightly surprised.

Jump out at this time? Let originally a crowd of surprised people show puzzled color.

Yan Chuan stepped out, followed by Qinglong.

”Meow, Yan Chuan, those people are so hateful, they all scold you!” Meow, meow, came.

”The wind and rain are startled by the writing, and the poems are crying ghosts and gods. Yan Chuan, this is hard stubble. How can you come out at this time?” The Eastern orthodox school did not understand.

”Is Wen GUI also a ghost?” Yan Chuan showed a faint disdain.

”Ah?” The Eastern orthodox school did not understand.

”They've kicked the door. Let's go. Let's go.” Yan Chuan said lightly.

”In the past? Now? ” The Eastern Orthodox surprised.

You know, the other party's thirty-two great Confucians are already popular. Now, are you going to disgrace yourself?

Yan Chuan stepped out with meow on his shoulder, followed by Qinglong, holding a huge plaque in his hand.

”Well?”

”Yan Chuan?”

”How dare he come?”

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All the practitioners in the four directions were surprised, and nearly ten thousand scholars were puzzled. There was a trace of pity in their eyes.

Although Chen Ping's eyes were mocking, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little uneasy. Upset?

The two floating islands are not far apart. In a flash, Yan Chuan is near.

”Yan Chuan?” Wang Long frowned.

”What are you doing here?” A great scholar frowned.