Chapter 682: Erna barbarians
Huang Rong accidentally saw Zhou Xuan and Xiaolongnu sitting together. Apart from privately communicating, she seemed to be not interested in the fight between Huo Du and Zhu Ziliu.
Huang Rong became more and more surprised when she looked at him. Later, she looked at him more and less than Huo and Zhu, thinking.
"Guoer and this dragon girl are probably not simple either."
Xiaolongnu was over twenty years old at this time, just because she grew up in the ancient tomb since childhood, without seeing the sun, and her skin was particularly delicate. She had high internal strength, and she seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.
Before she met Zhou Xuan, she rarely had joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. The seven emotions and six desires can harm the body and face the most, so she will only be like an ordinary person in two years. If she can truly follow the master's teachings and practice with purity, not only will she live a hundred years of life, but she will also be at the age of 100, and her physical strength and face are no different from those of a fifty-year-old.
In Huang Rong's eyes, she seemed to be smaller than Zhou Xuan. Her behavior was more obvious than Guo Fu's, and she thought she was a little girl.
At this time, Zhu Ziliu's brushwork became increasingly ugly, but the strength was gradually strengthened. The brushwork was like a spider silk wall, and the strength was restored to weakness.
Huo Du was secretly frightened and gradually felt elusive.
The King of Golden Wheel shouted loudly.
"Mamibami, Gushes."
I don’t know what these eight words mean, but they make everyone’s ears buzz.
Zhu Ziliu became anxious and thought to herself.
"If he changes his moves again, I don't know when this fight will be over. I will take the lead in the Song Dynasty as the former prime minister of Dali. I must not lose, which will bring shame to the country and the army."
Suddenly, the brushwork changed again. The brushwork was not like writing, but it was like a catwalk on the stone.
Guo Fu also saw this section and asked.
"Is Uncle Zhu engraving a letter?"
Huang Rong smiled.
"My daughter is not stupid. His fingering method is the stone drum text. It is the words carved on the stone drum with an axe during the Spring and Autumn Period. Look at it carefully, what words are Uncle Zhu engraved."
Guo Fu looked at him according to his writing style, but saw that every word he wrote was coiled and entangled, like a small painting, and he could not recognize a single word.
Huang Rong smiled.
"This is the oldest large seal script. No wonder you don't know it, and I can't recognize it."
Guo Fu clapped and smiled.
"This Mongolian fool is naturally even more recognizable. Mom, look at his sweaty head and his strange look in a hurry."
Huo Du only knew one or two words about ancient seal scripts. Since he didn't know what characters the other party wrote, he naturally could not guess the trend of calligraphy frames and strokes, and it was immediately difficult to resist.
Zhu Ziliu is about to come out with seal characters. Although the characters are ancient and profound, the Yiyang finger, which is the basis of calligraphy, also strengthens its strength accordingly.
Huo Du swung out and took it back a little later.
Zhu Ziliu's brush was shaking and he had already written a large seal script on his fan.
Huo Du asked blankly when he saw it.
"Is this the word "net"?"
Zhu Ziliu said with a smile.
"No, this is the word 'er'."
Then he stretched out his pen and wrote a word on his fan.
Huo Dudao.
"This is probably the word 'moon'?"
Zhu Ziliu shook her head and said.
"Wrong, that's the word 'nae'."
Huo Du was depressed and shook his fan, trying to avoid his pen tip and stop asking him to write inscriptions on the fan.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Ziliu had a strong attack with his left palm. Huo Du hurriedly extended his palm to attack the enemy, but he took advantage of the situation and wrote two words on the fan. It was just because he was too anxious to write, but it was no longer a large seal script, but cursive script.
Huo Du could recognize it and shouted.
"Barish!"
Zhu Ziliu laughed and said.
"Yes, it's the 'Enai Barbarian'."
The heroes were angry at the invasion of the Mongolian cavalry and harming the people. They were all resentful. When Zhu Ziliu called him "You are a barbarian", they all shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!