Niu Fei Zai Xia

"I chose this word." The female doctor looked at Mu Qingya's copybook and praised the head: "Wei girl's calligraphy is not under it, but the momentum is horrible, not as good as this one." This word is more suitable for hanging. In my newly opened clinic."

The old general and the inspector made a moment of thought, and nodded in agreement with this point of view, but the inspection led Li Daoming to say: "Only in this Council, is it because of your preference, the sword is won?"

"Well..." The female doctor is really a little hesitant.

Although it is said that it is for the new medical institution to sign the signboard, but after all, Lin Jianmen Wei Ling's words do objectively speak better than a little.

Mu Qingya's words are as elegant as their names. If they are suitable for the use of letters, the style of writing is more suitable for winning, but it is not suitable for the title of the inscription.

Wei Ling's words went up to the level after she was promoted to the Xuanwu female. Due to the improvement of her mood, the font was full of a sense of publicity, and her momentum was slightly better.

In fact, if she would gain great confidence and pride after becoming a Xuanwu woman, I am afraid that there is no good written by Mu Qingya. Mood is an important support for writing progress.

"This game is not obvious. The three of us said separately." The female doctor thought about it, or said: "I still choose the word of the knife door, I like this kind of pen and mood, and that's all."

Jin Yunjiao and other women and the nearly sicklemen relying on the audience cheered. Mu Qingya is also very happy.

Xuanwu female Wei Ling was secretly snoring not far away.

Li Daoming walked away before the two posts, and slowly said: "I chose Lin Jianmen's words, it is indeed her better."

I changed to Lin Jianmen and cheered.

If you have eyesight, Xuanwu female will Wei Ling raise his chin.

"..." The old general is a bit worried, and this last vote is very crucial.

He stood in front of the two posts and slowly walked around.

According to his heart, he wants to choose Mu Qingya's words, and does not like Wei Ling's arrogant font. but……

As a result of his old age, he naturally knows that this Xuanwu girl will be very proud. If this game is not won, I am afraid that there will be more trouble for the sickle door...

He was hesitating here, and Wu Hao was in the middle of his mind, thinking of a very similar hypothesis, and he said something in the ear of Jin Yunjiao.

"It's a little itchy..." Yun Yunjiao was a little embarrassed by Wu Hao's anger, shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

However, Wu Hao’s words were heard. She quickly rounded her eyes and almost shouted out.

"I really think so, I will explain to you later, this is to say hello to you." Wu Hao comforted Xiaoyun.

"But..." Yun Yunjiao is a bit unacceptable, but after thinking about it, he said: "Forget it, anyway, the first two games are won by you. If you decide so, you don't have to listen to your reasons. I really have nothing to object to. of."

"Thank you, thank you." Wu Xiaoxiao patted the shoulders of Yun Yunjiao and said the same thing to Mu Qingya.

Mu Qingya is more sensitive. Wu Hao was talking to her ear, so that her skin was red from the ear, and she seemed to add a touch of beauty to her clearness.

She naturally had no objections. Wu Hao quickly communicated with the two girlfriends of Jin Yunjiao, and quickly walked to the old general who was reading the words in front of the background wall.

"Hong Lao General." Wu Hao straightforwardly said: "We have a little bit of a downswing on the font, and this Council has conceded defeat."

This sentence surprised everyone in the neighborhood.

The old general stunned, and he was relieved by the old man. He said: "Good, not arrogant, honest and frustrated. I am very optimistic about you alone."

This sentence is said to be so, in fact, the old generals have seen that Wu Hao is deliberately so.

I don’t want to be too stiff with Xuanwu girls. It is quite good to have such a mind. This is only a 14-year-old girl who has mastered the world.

I can put myself in the position of a friend like Jin Yunjiao. Xiao Ruoyao has such a great talent, and the old general has raised his thumb.

In fact, the old general has not seen Wu Hao thoroughly, but also made her beautify...

Wu Hao considered the black belly black, and she deliberately conceded her defeat. In fact, she wanted to hang Lin Chaoying and Wei Ling.

These two women are very high-spirited, especially after Wei Ling became a Xuanwu female, her eyes are almost as long as the head of the brain, which can be seen in many previous details.

Lin Chaoying and Mo Caineng played in the first two games, but they all lost in a big loss, and Wei Ling won the game on the spot. Even if the other party is not self-sufficient, it will definitely make Wei Ling more arrogant, if Wu Hao is inside. Add some ingredients...

The alliance between Lin Family and Wei Family is certainly not stable. If there is a gap between the two of them, Wu Hao will be very happy to help the sickle.

After hearing Wu Hao’s statement that he wanted to admit defeat, Xuanwu’s woman Wei Ling raised her neck and deliberately swept her eyes to Lin Chaoying who had just returned to the ring.

Lin Chaoying was squatting at the temple that was hurt by drunkenness while listening to the two girlfriends and talking about what had just happened.

“Wei Ling actually has such a calligraphy?” Lin Zhaoying was a little unbelievable. He walked a little vainly at the foot and saw the copybook on the background wall.

"Which post is Wei Ling?" Lin Chaoying stunned, because there was no signature on it, she did not separate.

In fact, she is drunk and her brains are not good. www.NovelMTL.com~ The copybook is like a martial art on both sides of the ring. It is easy to know if it is attached to the wall.

Wei Ling listened to this sentence but was annoyed and angered: "How can I not see my words? I haven't seen your pen and eyesight in a year, so it's so good. Which one is best is mine!"

When Lin Zhaoying heard this, he was so angry that he was still drunk but still knows how serious it is.

The host confirmed, sighed: "The only girl in the third game, Xuanwu female will win the calligraphy font of Wei Ling! Lin Jianmen won!"

Lin Jianmen supporters finally got the opportunity to cheer.

"What is better! Only one thing?!" Wei Ling snorted again in the nose and walked down from the chair. Like another world leader, he walked a few steps on the side of the stage, facing the Linjiamen disciple who was cheering and dancing. The chores are beckoning.

"Xuanwu female will! Wei Ling Wei female will! Wei female will! Great!" The people below are deeply fortunate and the cheers are even louder.

Under the stage, two plainclothes warriors carefully followed her footsteps to guard against the stage. Obviously, Qi was specially dispatched to protect her.

Lin Chaoying gently licked the burns in the palm of his hand, and looked at the smug Wei Ling, who was left with only one back, quite complicated.

At this moment, there was some silence in the distance of the crowd of the sickle door, and suddenly there was some embarrassment.

“扈老刀?” General Hong Lao stared at him and said: “He actually came in person?”

Xiaoyun Jiao has a big change in his face, and he has to sneak out.