Not long after, a group of people roared there and said, "What do you mean by your name? Hurry up and say, what do you think of, otherwise this big fist of sandbag will be your last supper." The crowd was not good at seeing each other and pinched the joints of their fingers, wanting to prepare a delicious supper for him.

"You little charlatan, stop fooling around here. I recognize you. You cheated on candy at the age of three, stole chickens at the age of four, and peeked at the girl taking a bath when she was five, and her breasts were broken..." A middle-aged man rushed out of the crowd. He gritted his teeth tightly, and kept counting while talking. He said until he was eighteen, and he was breathing heavily and stopped!

Xiang Wulu's body trembled slightly, his lips trembled twice, his face was a little unnatural, and he cursed in his heart: "I'm called robbing, what's the stolen? It's so damn ugly, can you understand? Also, what does it mean when I was five years old? I was six years old that year, okay?" Of course, he could only think about these words in his heart, and he couldn't say them on his mouth.

Then, Xiang Wulu spoke very seriously, saying, "This old man, I am a senior and a master. I know that I have never offended you. But what you said today is really disappointing. Although my cultivation level is not high, I will never bow to the evil forces, let alone be the lamb to be slaughtered. I believe that all the uncles present will make the decision for my nephew and give me a bright world."

well!

After saying that, Suan Wulu sighed and shook his head slightly. He was lonely and felt a little lonely. Then, he stood up, closed the stall there, and was about to leave, saying something about the unfairness of the world and the power suppressed people.

This guy is really a drama master. When he gains sympathy, he still grabs everyone's weaknesses.

"Brother, have you wronged this young man? I think he is upright and has extraordinary demeanor. He should not be that kind of evil person. Otherwise, you should think about it and see if you remember something wrong or someone like it has appeared!" Someone was dissatisfied and pointed at the middle-aged man and persuaded him in a low voice.

"The girl this little thief peeked at is my daughter. I will remember it wrong. It's a joke. You get out of the way. I want to teach him a lesson. He must beat him up and look for teeth all over the ground." The middle-aged man looked around, feeling helpless. He could only tell the truth and let everyone know.

"Old man, it's not that I'm talking about you. As a father, you have to think about your children. You shout like this, so that your daughter can still walk between the world in the future." Suan Wulu paused, turned his head, shook his head and sighed while speaking, and taught the middle-aged man the principle of being a human being. His words were quite righteous, passionate, and a strong sense of motivation.

Everyone present nodded, praising him as a promising young man and successor to the cultivation world. Some people even asked him if he was married, whether his parents were alive, and what requirements did he have for his Taoist couple...

"You little thief, I'm so angry. If it weren't for your dead father's sake, I would have to break your third leg and throw it to feed the dog today." The middle-aged man's breathing became heavier and on the verge of explosion, he was so angry that he felt that the little thief was simply a demon, specifically defeating him.

"This big brother, you can't be so sarcastic. This young man not only considers you, but also plans for the future of the daughter. It's really disgusting for you." Someone took the lead and began to accuse the middle-aged man, which immediately caused a chain reaction.

"Yes, I also think this young man has a righteous life, calm and easy-to-use person, not like an evil person." Several female cultivators stood aside and pointed at the middle-aged man, saying weakly, a little disgusted.

"It's not that someone is talking about the weakness, and wants to kill someone to silence him!" Several more people sighed, mocked, and talked in thought.

"Senior sister, look at the uncle's bad, he must be not a good person." The little girl in her teens crossed her waist and jumped at the middle-aged man, pointing at the middle-aged man, and said angrily without any restraint.

"Junior sister, don't talk nonsense. Remember, there is no good man in this world, but that uncle is worse..." The little girl's senior sister spoke. When she talked about men, her eyes were very cold, and a murderous intent spread out.

Suan Wulu spoke again and said, "Uncles and uncles, just give me a bright world. Wulu thanks you for your love." After saying that, the guy rubbed his eyes and nose red, and squeezed out a few tears, choking there, looking miserable, just like a young wife was wronged.

"You know nothing, he is still upright and has an extraordinary demeanor..., please keep your eyes open and see clearly. You are a dead child. If I can't beat you to death today, I will take your surname." The middle-aged man was very upset and completely exploded. He was about to rush over and suppress him, and his eyes were red.

Everyone was scolded and their faces turned dark. They all looked at the middle-aged man with bad looks and labeled the man as a troll in their hearts.

Then, someone came forward and blocked the middle-aged man and said in a cold tone: "If you dare to touch this guy today, you must make your human head turn into a pig's head. Brothers, come over, surround him, move, break one leg, and dare to speak wildly, cut into a human stick and feed the dog." When it comes to feeding the dog, the corners of the man's mouth twitched, which was a bit unnatural. Just now, someone called them dog eyes.

Then, he said, "Little brother, stay here with peace of mind. It's time to set up a stall and bet. I'll keep you safe." After that, he looked at the middle-aged man who was surrounded.

With no trace of gratitude, he clasped his fists at everyone, bent down to salute with his sincere attitude.

"Little brother, tell me what you calculated before." The crowd began to cheer and asked him to say it.

Suan Wulu spoke, "Although this secret cannot be revealed, I can't stand the enthusiasm of all uncles. Since that's the case, my nephew will open that Tianyu and shake this secret today." Suan Wulu looked up at the sky, with a remembrance in his eyes, deliberately pretending to be incredible.

His left hand shook in his sleeves, and suddenly, an ancient pill slid down and fell into the palm of his palm. He pinched his fist, swung his left hand and then carried it behind his back. He chanted the mantra, which was obscure and difficult to understand, like a Sanskrit sound, and made people around him confused and scratched their heads.

Suan Wulu narrowed his eyes and glanced around. After he started counting with his right hand, he began to deduce and think while deciding, as if he was decent and without any false intentions. And his left hand was behind him, trying to squeeze the pill open.

Not long after, he looked worried and sighed, his posture was very high, as if he was sighing.

Not to mention, I really feel like a paranormal.

At the same time, he suddenly spoke, pointed his right hand and said, "Uncles, look at the high altitude."

Everyone was slightly stunned, turned their heads quickly, and looked in the direction of his finger.

Come into view.

sky.

It's still the same sky, but there are more red disaster clouds.

people.
Chapter completed!