Everything that happened in front of my eyes revealed an unspeakable weirdness.
This feeling is like calling a deer a horse.
Everyone can see that Gu Qingfeng is a deer, but Patriarch Bingxuan thinks he is a horse, and he is a noble horse. In her eyes, Leng Yanqiulian, who is known as the proud girl of heaven, is the maid for this horse None of the qualifications.
A person is blind.
Both were blind.
Could it be that everyone present is blind
If you don't see it with your own eyes, if you don't hear it with your own ears.
Who can believe this is true.
No one dared.
Even though I saw Patriarch Bingxuan bowing his head and bowing to perform the etiquette of the venerable, seeing her respectful attitude towards Gu Qingfeng, seeing her fear and fear, and listening to Patriarch Bingxuan talking about you one by one, and hearing her say Leng Yanqiulian She is not qualified to be a maid for Gu Qingfeng.
Everyone present still couldn't believe it, couldn't believe what their eyes saw, and couldn't believe what their ears heard.
Because this situation is more exaggerated than a dream, and even more unacceptable than a dream.
Especially Yu Dingxing, the head of the nine sons of the Ice Xuan Sect.
He has always regarded Leng Yanqiu as his goddess.
When Patriarch Bingxuan announced that Leng Yanqiu and Gu Qingfeng would form a Taoist couple, he endured it.
When Patriarch Bingxuan practiced the venerable etiquette to Gu Qingfeng, he also endured it.
However, when Patriarch Bingxuan said that the goddess he had in mind was not even qualified to be Gu Qingfeng's maid, he couldn't bear it anymore, blushed, ran to Zhu Xia, and roared angrily, "Old lady!" Ancestor! Why, exactly why! Why did you give him the great gift of the venerable, and why did you say that Yan Qiu is not even qualified to be his maid, what is he? What makes him!!"
"Presumptuous!!"
Patriarch Bingxuan who had been bowing his head suddenly raised his head, raised his hand and slapped Yu Dingxing on the face with a slap, with a sullen face, angrily scolded: "Ignorant junior! Hurry up and kneel down to plead guilty to Mr. Gu! "
The weak ancestor Bingxuan didn't have much strength to slap such a slap, and didn't even leave any slap marks on Yu Dingxing's face. Everyone in the audience was stunned and unbelievable at the beginning, and then became inexplicable and creepy!
No one knows why!
Yu Dingxing stood there with a terrified expression, the veins on his forehead were exposed, his eyes were staring, and he was panting heavily. At this moment, the anger he had been suppressing broke out completely, and he roared: "Old Ancestor, you are so angry in front of so many people! Hit me for a person who doesn't know the so-called? And let me kneel down and plead guilty to him? Hahaha."
Maybe it was so angry that he laughed back from his anger. The laughter was particularly rampant, very disdainful, and mixed with endless anger.
"Shut up! Shut up! Ignorant junior, you don't understand! You don't understand anything! Kneel down! Kneel down!"
Patriarch Bingxuan pointed at Yu Dingxing, trembling with anger, raised his hand to teach Yu Dingxing another lesson, Xu was furious, and suddenly coughed violently, the girl next to him immediately stepped forward to support him.
Stop laughing.
Yu Dingxing was no longer Yu Dingxing, and his terrified expression became ferocious. He grinned, gritted his teeth, pointed at Patriarch Bingxuan, and cursed angrily: "You old bastard, you don't care about everything! People objected to betrotting Leng Yanqiu to him, and then they even performed respectful etiquette to him, and even said some inexplicable words to humiliate themselves, thanks to my Yu Dingxing, who has always respected you, you treat me like this!"
"After all, you are the patriarch of our Ice Mysterious Sect! Yan Qiu is the head of our Ice Mysterious Sect. You don't want to lose face, you old bastard. I, Yu Dingxing, have even more face. You can afford to lose this person. I can't afford to lose Yu Dingxing!"
"Ignorant junior, shut up... shut up..."
Patriarch Bingxuan was so angry that he couldn't even stand still, trembling all over, clutching his chest, coughing violently, panting weakly and said: "Come here, let him kneel down, kneel down..."
No matter the elders of the Bingxuan faction headed by the real Yuhua, or the nine sons and eighteen chiefs, all of them stared gloomyly, but no one stood up, because they all felt that what the ancestor Bingxuan did today was too much. Inexplicable, simply incomprehensible, let alone acceptable.
Just like what Yu Dingxing said, it is already shameful enough for the dignified ancestor Bingxuan to perform respectful etiquette to a person who does not know the so-called venerable, and he also said that the new head Leng Yanqiu is not even qualified to be a maid for the other party, such a self-inflicted humiliation , It is no longer a matter of embarrassment. In the future, the Ice Mysterious Sect will definitely become a laughing stock. Whether the disciples in it can hold their heads up is a question.
Of course.
At this moment, an even more unacceptable scene happened.
I saw Patriarch Bingxuan kneeling on the ground with a plop, pleading with a weak and trembling voice.
"The ignorant junior offends the young master because he is old enough to discipline him. I hope the young master will forgive him for the sake of his mother!"
knelt down.
The dignified Bingxuan Patriarch who has practiced for three thousand years actually knelt down to Gu Qingfeng, and even exhausted all his strength to ask for forgiveness.
God!
Seeing this scene, among the crowd, even Shui Yunruo, who was indifferent and indifferent to world affairs, couldn't help feeling his scalp tingling and holding his breath. His originally clear thoughts became confused at this moment, and he couldn't understand at all Exactly why.
She suppressed the shock in her heart and looked around.
From beginning to end, the man in white was leaning on the stone pillar of the gazebo and sitting on the stone bench, with his legs crossed, holding a red copper wine glass, drinking one sip after another. The expression of composure, neither joy nor sorrow, neither suffering nor joy, is very plain, as if everything that happened here has nothing to do with him at all, indescribably calm.
He picked up the exquisite jug and poured himself a glass of wine. The wine was Shuiyun wine, but when he poured it into the red copper wine glass, the originally light wine became cloudy, like fire and ice, boiling instantly , and then frosted in an instant, especially weird.
He didn't look at Patriarch Bingxuan, he just peeled a kind of fruit.
The fruit is a bright red fruit with a big thumb. Many people know this kind of fruit, it is called Hongye Yaoguoer.
It is said that it is a poisonous fruit, and eating too much of it can lead to mental disorders.
He just peeled the skin like that, eating in a leisurely manner, without looking up, looking, or speaking.
"Ha ha ha ha!!!"
If Yu Dingxing still had such a sliver of reason just now, then when Patriarch Bingxuan knelt down and begged for forgiveness, the only sliver of reason he had left disappeared. Laughing wildly.
"Forgive my sins? Hahaha! I want to see how he can dare to forgive my sins today!"