His outfit could bluff others, but Gu Xijiu knew his identity, so when Mu Feng stood on the top of the tree and pretended to be cool, he looked imposing, but inside he felt embarrassed.
"According to the order of the Holy Lord, Gu Xijiu, the Great Heavenly Protector of the Country, will preside over tomorrow's test for the Heavenly Disciples. There must be no mistakes. This is my order." Mu Feng quickly passed on the order of the Holy Lord, flicked his fingertips, and a thin little The booklet flew into Gu Xijiu's hand: "If Gu Tianshi doesn't understand anything, you can read this book. Time is urgent, and I hope that Master Gu will go back and make preparations as soon as possible."
What kind of drama is Di Fuyi singing? !
Gu Xijiu was completely confused and asked directly: "I dare to ask the good envoy, isn't it Mr. Zuo Tianshi's job to test the disciples of Tianzhi? How can Xijiu be the one to take over?"
"This matter is arranged by the Holy Lord, Gu Tianshi will just do it." Under the gaze of Gu Xijiu's bright eyes, Mu Feng could hardly maintain his cold demeanor. After saying this, he turned around and ran away.
Gu Xijiu was speechless. She lowered her head and looked at the booklet in her hand. The booklet was densely packed with calligraphy. The beautiful and sharp calligraphy in fine calligraphy was his calligraphy.
Di Fuyi has a unique ability. He can write in a variety of different styles of fonts. When he changes the style of writing, it is impossible to tell that it was written by the same person.
But after Gu Xijiu had been with him for eight years, she was naturally familiar with his various styles of writing and would not admit his mistakes. This pamphlet was indeed written by him.
It's just that Di Fuyi always likes to write running script and cursive script. The words are like flying dragons, almost tearing away from the paper.
But it is very rare to see fine calligraphy in regular script like today.
What on earth is he going to do? It was obviously his own task, why did he give it to her again? Catch young men who don’t spend money
Gu Xijiu felt angry in her heart!
The procedure for testing a disciple was complicated. Even if she started to prepare from now on, time would still be tight. If she wanted to do it well, she would no longer be able to enjoy the plum forest here leisurely.
Could it be that he couldn't stand her hanging out with Long Moyan and deliberately gave her such a task
Is he jealous
When the last thought came up, Gu Xijiu's heart skipped a beat and she immediately denied it.
He already regarded her as a stranger, how could he still be jealous
Or maybe she was once his after all, and even if he doesn't want her anymore, he doesn't want to see her get together with other men. Is male chauvinism at work?!
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the last one was reliable. Anger welled up in his heart. What did Di Fuyi think of her? !
Why should she listen to him? !
Long Moyan had been standing beside her. When he saw her expression was not kind and she stood there without saying a word, he asked: "Xijiu, since you still have something to do, shall we go back?"
Gu Xijiu took a breath, stuffed the pamphlet into her sleeve, and said calmly: "It's okay." She strode forward: "It's a big holiday, don't talk about those messy things, let's continue to play."
The plum blossoms are in bloom, and when passers-by pass by, the petals fall like rain, falling on the snow, and the red and white colors are particularly charming.
The plum blossoms in this plum forest seem to be exceptionally red, as bright as blood and as red as fire, almost as bright as the human eye.
Gu Xijiu walked in the plum forest, smelling the refreshing fragrance of plum trees, and calmed down the anger in her heart little by little.
Long Moyan was very considerate and never mentioned what happened just now. He just chatted with Gu Xijiu. He was humorous, witty and very knowledgeable. He quoted from other things, which was not boring.
(End of chapter)