Chapter 83 (1/2)

As long as Li Yuncong gives an order, these armour oxen will rush up. These armour oxen are empty, but because they are composed of vitality, their strength is three times stronger than ordinary armour oxen!

When Li Yuncong used the painting of running cattle, Fang Yun took out the holy page given to him by county magistrate Cai, put it on the plate clothes tray, dipped in a little dragon blood ink, closed his eyes, and countless poems twinkled in his mind.

There are too many poems, but not many war poems. Even if there are, it is either difficult to kill the demon turtle, or Fang Yun is not talented enough to write it.

Finally, Fang Yun thought of a poem about killing the enemy.

At this time, the people in front of Fang Yun looked ahead, while the people behind him were blocked by the broken tree, and the people closest to him could not see.

Fang Yun opened his eyes and was about to write when he saw Nu suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood at the tip of the Dang demon pen. The fragrant blood and ink were integrated. Fang Yun glanced at Nu nu. Nu Nu's eyes were dim and jumped onto the backpack behind Fang Yun.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and wrote poetry.

”The forest is dark and the grass is windy.”

Layer after layer of treasure light immediately appeared on the paper.

Fang Yun is now influenced by the five times of blue blood and Dan Xin. He gets 50% of the treasure light. With a Dang demon pen, he gets another 10% of the treasure light.

Dragon blood ink increased by 30% Baoguang, but Baoguang was still increasing, and soon reached 90% of a layer, a full layer of Baoguang more than normal. Fang Yunxin knew that there was no power other than slave blood.