Li Yundong turned to Ziyuan and said, "Ziyuan, write it! Since they have a challenge with me, well, write a challenge and give it back to them!"

Seeing this, Su Chan immediately ran to one side and said, "sister Ziyuan, I'll grind the ink for you!"

Ziyuan saw that Li Yundong was angry at this time. She sighed and didn't persuade again. Yingying came up, holding her sleeve in one hand and a brush in the other hand. She turned her head and looked at Li Yundong and asked, "what do you write?"

Li Yundong said angrily, "look at it! If you want me to write it, it must be all swearing!"

Ziyuan smiled. She shook her head and picked up her pen to write, but she hesitated when the tip of the pen fell on the white paper.

This kind of challenge book between sects can't be scribbled. It's very particular about the words and sentences. If it is sent to the other party at that time, it will certainly be kept on file and recorded. It may become historical data thousands of years later. If you don't pay attention to your words, it will make future generations chew their own tongue.

Ziyuan is worried by nature. Her habitual hesitation makes Li Yundong impatient. The reincarnated Ming king, who is calm and unmoved by the eight winds on weekdays, is really irritated by the repeated aggression of the truth secret school.

Li Yundong saw that Ziyuan's brush had not fallen for a long time. He walked over and impolitely grabbed the brush from Ziyuan's hand and wrote six big words: if you want to fight, fight!

After Li Yundong finished writing, he didn't look at it. He turned to Ziyuan and said, "what do you want so much? If the other party is polite, we should reply politely! If the other party is arrogant, do we still want to be kind? You are so kind sometimes! Wrap this envelope with the simplest credit and send it!"

Ziyuan saw that the words written by Li Yundong were crooked. It was really a kind of praise to describe them with ghost painted peach runes. She couldn't cry or laugh and said, "I'm not polite to them. I'm afraid I'll lose your face if I can't write well. Besides, if you take a simple envelope, aren't you afraid of other schools laughing at you?"

Li Yundong said angrily with a smile: "it's good if I don't write with toilet paper! It annoys me. One day I'll write it on the paper to wipe my ass and send it to them! They deserve to see this!"

Su Chan and Zhou Qin couldn't help laughing. Ao Wushuang shook his head and said with a smile: "children's temper, nonsense, what nonsense!"

Ziyuan looked like she wanted to laugh and was embarrassed to laugh. She looked at Li Yundong's crooked characters and said, "well, since you're happy, do it like this. But... Are you really sure you'll take such words?"

At this time, Su Chan and Zhou Qin also came together to have a look. They are both women with excellent calligraphy. They are naturally very particular about calligraphy. They only see that Li Yundong's words are crooked. The most important thing is that the first few words are long and thin, while the last war word is wide and fat. Li Yundong writes them like two "Zhan" and "Ge" The character looks strange. It's really a little ugly.

Su Chan couldn't help laughing, but soon she covered her mouth and looked at Li Yundong in fear that Li Yundong would blame her and spank herself.