Chapter 674: The farmer who doesn't want to be the champion is not a good king (36)

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As a standard dude, Mo Zhen certainly does not understand these political affairs.
"You are joining me to kill me! I am going to die! You said that fighting is fighting, this is not my own thing! Xia Qingzhai beat me first, I am all hurt, he is killing me! You want to arrest people, you I have to catch Xia Qingzhai together!"
The county magistrate and others can't wait to block his mouth!
However, Jin asked the court but stepped.
The youth stepped out of the shadows, and the ultimate beauty of the face was exposed to the warm winter sun.
The black clothes are like ink, embroidered with the faint red blood of the animal prints, the black hair is blown away by the wind, the beautiful face is like a jade, the black scorpion is narrower than the ice and snow!
Everyone unconsciously looked up, and once they looked up with the pair of cold and deep eyes, they immediately felt the coldness in the snowy mountains!
The youth's skin color is not black, or even very white, but it is not a faint morbid pale, but a white white as warm jade.
The five senses are beautiful, as if they are meticulously carved, the eyes are long and narrow, the twilight is cool, the shadows are drooping, and the thin lips are light.
Graceful, but there is no shortage of iron and blood to kill, but the beauty is more ferocious, is a kind of charm that is struggling but willing to surrender.
- He does have the suspicion of killing the pro-emergency, the most enemies, he is undoubtedly the most terrible. However, as his servant, he can get his deepest trust and generous rewards, and he is willing to let the people die.
At this moment, facing the young handsome face, see his sword eyebrows provoke, smile and laugh, listen to him faintly said: "Oh, you said that you are all hurt?"
Mo Yan’s back was cold, and the dangerous feeling came to life. He couldn’t say anything clearly:
No, I... no, I...

The county magistrate hurriedly said: "You talk!"
In the past, Mo Zhen was definitely not going to give the county magistrate a face. But this time, he was scared by the Jin Ting, and his hand was still trampled by him. His brain was groggy and he didn’t want to call it: "Yes! He hit me first, I am all hurt!"
Russell sneered at the side: "Involve in the fight, you must be severely punished. You reported that I participated in the fight, and the injury on your body is evidence? However, I did not participate in the fight."
Mo Yan couldn't care for his arm pain and jumped his feet and shouted: "How could you not participate in the fight! We are being beaten by you! Xia Qingzhai, you are dead!"
Russell looked innocently and looked at Jin Tingting: "Adult, I really didn't do it. He has no scars on his body. He is climbing indiscriminately."
Jin Wenting’s eyes flashed with a smile, and the face was still a cold and faint look:
What evidence do you have?

"He said that I am fighting, because I have scarred on him. But in fact, I am a bystander. They are seven or eight people who are playing against each other. They are smashing themselves into the wall. There is no scar on me.

Mo Zhen was mad at the swearing words of Ruan Su’s eyes: "You are nonsense! Wang Er, Liu Shi! Come and testify!"
The people who are still on the ground are squatting, looking left and right, they are not as blind as Mo Zhen. Although they don’t know who the young people are, they are definitely a big man!
Didn't see the county magistrate enough to give him a follow-up!
"Big, adults, Xia Qingzhai said that Mo Zhen was not hurt. Mo Zhen said that he had injuries on his body. It would be better to look at it." There is a clever one, and the eyes turn. "I directly took Mo's clothes and looked at them. If he has injuries on his body, he will know the truth."