Chapter 323: face

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I can't help but feel awkward. Why is he so unlucky?

He now only wants to know that Mencius has been stepped on by the crowd, or that what happened before has been shouted out.

If the former is okay, Mo Mozhi once again mourns for Mencius.

However, if it is the latter, Mencius has a 200% chance, and he suspects that the just scream is made by him.

Momo quickly rushed to the crowd still in the fierce competition, he must explain to Mencius.

At the same time, Mengzi, who has already stayed away from the competition area, has a sigh of anger on his handsome face. Who is so damn?

"Go or not, this is a problem." Mencius was hesitant in his heart.

Go, but why go?

Is it arguing with the yelling person that he is not stepping on himself, but he is really being trampled under his feet.

If you don't go, then others can't find themselves. I am afraid that Mencius will be secretly slipped away after being trampled on.

In less than ten minutes, the customers of Wanjielou knew that Mencius had been stepped on their feet and there were many shoes on their faces.

"Go."

Mencius finally made up his mind, as long as he stood on the periphery of the competition area and let others see himself.

Then ‘谣言’ is not broken.

At the same time, the Confucian disciples around the fierce competition area heard a cold flash in their eyes, who was so bold in stepping on their Confucian masters.

Who is so bold, but also shouted out?

Although in other areas, there is no violent area where Mencius is located, but there are also one or two unlucky customers who are stepped on their feet.

There are many Confucian disciples.

After Confucius and other people have obtained the method of literary cultivation, can Confucian disciples say that they are Confucian disciples if they do not practice their literary spirits?

Especially the Confucian disciples who majored in literary style, the body is even weaker.

If they have not taken the intensive liquid, I am afraid that they have died in the stampede.

These Confucian disciples will come out after the goods are bought.

There are also some customers who do not have companions. It is terrible. After the goods are bought, they can only hide to the side of the crystal counter. Otherwise, they can only tragically step on the people who pass by.

But no matter what the situation, no one shouted and who was stepped on.

Because this is a way of killing people and sinning.

"Save Mencius!"

Confucian disciples in all directions rushed to the fierce competition area, and they could not help but shout.

Boom! boom! boom!

Confucian disciples dressed in Confucian robes rushed to the crowd.

With the constant influx of Confucian disciples, the fierce competition has become fiercer.

Although many people will not deliberately attack you, their knees are deliberately raised and their hands are swaying.

At a distance of three steps from the crystal counter, no one can get close.

Because the three steps are a dangerous area, one of the eunuchs forcibly broke into, and the underarms were empty, and they were all alive.

There is even more miserable existence. If you feel that you can't get the goods, you want to turn around and leave. The consequences can be imagined.


啧!啧!啧!·······


Zhou Yang looked at the fiercely vying customers, and couldn't help but marvel.

A lot of people have been squeezed and deformed, their bodies are distorted, and they are still going to follow suit. They are more horrible than the aunts who grab salt in the supermarket.

The people who are vying for fierce competition have not found their sky, and they have stood a vague figure.

"Ah~"

Just listen to a scream, the world of 诛仙, Qingyunmen, the door of the door, Xuanzhen people quickly approached the crystal counter, the customers around him, rushing forward, knees lifted, hands swinging.

Three consecutive critical strikes!

Zhou Yang looked at the Taoist real people who fell to the ground. They only felt that their underarms were cold. These people were too embarrassed, and they all grabbed red eyes. Even if they didn’t see who they were, they raised their legs.

"Dao Xuan is good!"

Zhou Yang’s heart was silent, although Tao Xuan’s realm of monasticity was very high, but Zhou Yang knew that he was absolutely badly hit.

A hedgehog who didn't know who was hired, when the Tao Xuan real people approached the crystal counter, rushed forward, just hitting the two-link down the Tao Xuanzhen, and it was the most deadly blow.

More importantly, this hedgehog is still not fully shaped.

The Dao Xuan real people who fell on the ground looked twitching and obviously had the ability to evade. Because of the regulations of Wanjielou, they could only be defamed.

Zhou Yang, who wanted to stop, found that there were still 30 seconds left, and there was no stop.

"Is it yours?" Mencius, who walked quickly, went to the fierce competition area and found that he was careful and eager to look around.

I have not warned him, how can I dare to talk around?

Do you really think that he thinks that is good, he will not kill, he will only be educated.

Looking around for Mencius's ambiguity, I immediately felt a murderous gaze staring at him.

鸠摩智 neck turned a little stiff, and found Mengzi, who was blinded by cold eyes.

"Does Mencius think that I just shouted?" Although Mo Zhizhi hoped to be only his own guess, but looking at Mencius as if to spurt the eyes of fire, he knew that his guess was correct.

"What to do? What to do?·························································

"Right, there is a way!" Min Mozhi's eyes turned slightly, as long as he grabbed a person who was stepped on from the crowd, and then said that he was wrong, and gave Mengzi the top cylinder.

Although it seems to others that they have influenced the reputation of Mencius, Confucian disciples will not give him a good face.

However, Mo Zhizhi knows that Mencius will let himself go abruptly, and even prevent Confucian disciples from embarrassing themselves.

Because Mencius knows that he is excusing him.

Now the most important person to choose the top tank, this Mencius substitute must be a nameless pawn.

Because the person in the top tank will be released to the public by him, and the face will be swept away. I am afraid that it will be an enemy.

"You must arrange a small role, you can easily crush it."

However, how to determine is a small role, and it is difficult to get rid of it, because he does not know who will climb out of the competition area.

If you are not careful, and then see what you should not see, then I am afraid that there is really no way to live in the Wanjie Building.

Because he has offended Buddhism, the Eight-Power Allied Forces, the sinister world of Confucianism, Confucianism, every strength can crush him.

In the unlikely event that you see a Taoist giant or a master of the Immortal School, you can't be sure that you can live to tomorrow.

"You can't look at your face. You can only rely on your age and your clothes to recognize it." He sighed in his heart, and he really didn't dare to look at it again. Otherwise, it would be a problem to keep a small life.

"The old age is removed, the exquisite clothes are removed, the dress is strangely removed..." .

Even if the child's parents are strong, the face of a child is light to the adult.

Their parents can't kill a big master for no reason because of the child's face.

The more you think about it, the more reasonable it is, the eye is on the fourth figure that climbed out, a teenager wearing a white jade gown~EbookFREE.me~ The hair was trampled and worn without any weapons.

"It's you!" The eyes of the sorcerer's eyes were bright, and the teenagers in front of him were ordinary, and there were no gods on the body. They should be just ordinary teenagers.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to hold the boy in his hands.

"It was you who was stepped on. I thought it was Mencius." The voice of Mo Zhi was very loud, and he pulled the boy who had bowed his head and left.

Just after I finished speaking, I felt that the murder of Mencius, which had not been far away, had disappeared without a trace. It was just a trace of mercy that flashed in Mencius’ eyes, and I did not see it.

"Wow~"

Li Xiaocai is just twelve years old. Although his mind is precocious, it is also the most sensitive time of his self-esteem. He found that he was caught by people and his ugly state was publicly released. He couldn’t help but burst into tears and broke away from his wisdom. Run around.

Looking at Li Wei, who was running away, he was completely relieved, just a little boy, and did not notice the endless coldness of the people around him. (To be continued.)