"Your Majesty, I will deal with the blood wolf." Chen Yang suddenly spoke.

"Are you coming?" As soon as these words came out, Dong Chuan and Song Ning were surprised.

Song Ning was taken aback and said: "Master Lin, you are a man of great talent and noble body. How can you compete with these two barbarians? Firstly, it is not suitable for your status. Secondly, if there is someone good or bad , how is it worth it?”

Song Ning really cherished Chen Yang's poetic talent. She felt that Chen Yang should be the kind of weak scholar who was powerless. How could he be allowed to go to such a dangerous thing?

Dong Chuan also said: "Yes, Qianshan. Although this matter is a bit troublesome, it is not too much of a trouble. It is just a fighting arena, so you should not take risks easily."

Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty treats me as a national scholar, and I will repay you as a national scholar. Since I have become a member of the royal family, I naturally have to help you solve your problems. This is just a small problem." He finished speaking. After that, he said to Hei Zuo: "Please arrange it!"

Hei Zuo then looked at Dong Chuan.

Dong Chuan asked Chen Yang: "Qianshan, are you really sure?"

Chen Yang smiled faintly and said: "Since I have seen the power of the blood wolf, I dare to appear in this situation, so I am naturally somewhat confident. After all, no one will joke with their own lives. Your Majesty, you say so." ?”

Dong Chuan then said to Hei Zuo: "Well, you arrange for Qian Shan to appear."

Hei Zuo said: "Yes, Your Majesty!" Then he said to Chen Yang: "Master Lin, please come with me."

Chen Yang stood up.

Song Ning looked at Chen Yang worriedly. Chen Yang smiled at Song Ning and said, "Miss Ning'er, there is no need to worry about me." He paused and said, "I can promise Miss Ning'er that my fists are better than mine." Your poems should be even more brilliant!"
Chapter completed!