On this platform, many scholars raised their heads and looked in the same direction, only to see an old man pulling a wooden bullock cart there, and the bullock cart creaked and walked towards this side.
The bullock cart was slow and sluggish. The driver was a thin, dry old man with gray clothes, wrinkles on his face and wrinkles on his hands.
In the carriage, I want to be the disciple of the saint.
The scholars at the scene looked forward to the sidelines, not only worshiping but also worshiping in their eyes. I only heard someone comment: "The Holy Son is so simple, the old bull has broken the car, he is reluctant to buy a new car, and even feels extravagant to ride the Negative Mountain."
"Compared to him, we are so extravagant. Although the prince uses shabby things, but the temperament is graceful, it makes me feel ashamed."
"I heard that the saint is more frugal and eats leftovers. Look at this bullock cart..."
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The fox scratched his head, a little puzzled: "Why do the saint disciples make bullock carts? Why can't they go down and walk? Isn't the bull tired? This cart is too broken. The bulls pull this kind of broken cart. The uphill slope is more difficult than the new one. It’s to kill the cow! Why doesn’t anyone care about the cow?”
For a while, Ya Que was silent on the platform, and her eyes turned towards Hu Qi.
Hu Buping was taken aback and hurriedly said, "If you don't take a trip to the mountain, why do you want to take a bullock cart? It's enough to take a lot of time to take a trip to the mountain? Isn't it right?"
Hua Fox, Qingqiuyue, and Li Xiaofan secretly complained. Fox is just a straight intestine. When Su Yun's eyes were not good, they always worried that this little fox would leak his mouth, so every time Go and gag his mouth.
After Su Yun's eyes healed, they relaxed their vigilance. They never thought that Shuo Fangcheng would still be stabbed by the fox's uneven mouth.
The bullock cart driver also looked to him, and Su Yun stepped forward, blocking the old cart driver’s eyes, and said lightly: "Sage disciple Xiuguai, my brother is a yellow-mouthed kid, and please forgive me."
At this moment, the carriage opened from the inside, and a young man in a white robe and floor walked out of the carriage with his head bowed and said, "How could it be blamed? It was originally my fault. Uncle Zhou is my neighbor and lives next door. I heard that I will take the big exam. So I got up in the starry night and wanted to send me in a bullock cart. I was also confused and couldn't bear to refuse the old man, so I got on the bus. But I didn't want to be tired of the old man, let alone the old cow."
He straightened up, his flawless face made the girl present hold her breath, her mind was blank, and only the sound of his own heartbeat was in his ears.
Even a man can't feel jealous towards him, on the contrary, there is peace in his heart.
The white-clothed Shengxue man came to the old bull in the cart, stroked the bull's head, kissed the bull's forehead, and choked, "You are tired."
The old bull knelt down on his knees and shed tears at him.
The scholars around were moved inexplicably, and a young girl cried and said: "The cow is in tears, for the mercy of the Lord's Son!"
Suddenly she was shaking all over with anger, and turned her head to accuse the fox: "Even a beast like a cow knows how to shed tears, knows gratitude, knows sympathy, you are not as good as a beast!
Suddenly, there were rushing accusations from all around, all accusing the fox of injustice and praising the Lord's mercy.
The fox was dumbfounded, trying to defend himself, but his voice was not as loud as those people, and no one listened to him.
At this time, the white-clothed man stood up, shook his head and said, "You gentlemen, please don't blame him, he is young after all."
"Holy Prince is really kind!" Someone chanted.
There was another chant of praise all around.
The Fox was at a loss. He looked at these people who were in an unreasonable state. He felt a little panic. He tugged at the corner of Su Yun's clothes and said with a cry: "Brother Xiaoyun, am I really wrong? Good in town. Horrible, let's go back to the country..."
"You are not wrong, and we don't have to go back."
Su Yun's voice came, with a calm tone, and said, "Those who tell the truth are pushed back, and those who are trying to make a name for themselves are prosperous. There is no such reason in the world."
Hua Fox frowned slightly, he heard strong anger from Su Yun's tone, and he didn't understand where Su Yun's anger came from.
He raised his head and saw that Su Yun was still standing in front of the fox, facing the dilapidated ox cart, motionless.
Hua Fox was dumbfounded, and saw that Su Yun's eyes were white, with white eyes and no black pupils!
Huahu was shocked, and immediately knew that this was someone who was oppressing Su Yun with incomparably powerful qi and blood, causing the qi and blood in his eyes to flow back!
This led to the recurrence of Su Yun's "eye disease" and turned him back into blind!
But this is not aimed at Su Yun, but at the injustice of the fox!
When Hu Buping was telling the truth, someone launched an offensive against Hu Buping to suppress it. Su Yun sensed this, so he stood in front of Hu Buping!
He has been blocking here since the Saint Prince in White got off the car, indicating that the qi and blood pressure for the injustice of the fox has always been there!
Su Yun's anger originated from this.
The person who started the qi and blood pressure for so long was to force the qi and blood in the fox's uneven brain out of the brain, turning him into an idiot!
Hu Buping just told the truth, did he have such a serious sin
Huahu looked across from Su Yun. The Saint in white was no longer there. There was only Uncle Zhou who was driving, and he looked like an ordinary rural old man.
"The neighbor of Sheng Gongzi is probably a spiritualist, and a master of spiritualists, otherwise it is impossible to suppress Xiaoyun!"
Flower Fox was horrified, remembering the words of the roe deer owl in Linyi Village: "People in the city can eat people, don't spit bones!"
Uncle Zhou drove the bullock cart and slowly left, Su Yun's eyes gradually appeared and gradually recovered.
Huahu worried: "Xiaoyun, you..."
"never mind."
Su Yun waved his hand, his gaze fell on the white-robed saint, and he whispered: "This person, his reputation is his life! If he touches his reputation, he dares to kill you! The saint's disciple is like that, What about the saints?"
He was a little scared, and his heart was more angry.
If he hadn't stood in front of the fox's unevenness just now, during this period of time, the fox's uneven brain would have been in an ischemic state, and would definitely be brain-dead, even if he did not die, he would become an idiot!
"The reputation of the saint disciple..." Su Yun snorted, took a step forward, and walked towards the white-clothed saint.
"Xiaoyun!"
Huahu saw his mind, hurriedly grabbed his hand, and whispered: "That's the disciple of the saint! The saint is powerful in Shuofang City, and the saint is also loved by the scholars. If you touch him, the sentiment is infuriated, these scholars I will kill you!"
Su Yun's palm swam like a dragon, and he pulled out of his palm and walked towards the white-clothed Sage: "Second brother, I am not a dull old man. What do you want to do with so many calculations? The young man from Tianshiyuan, when? Afraid of this? Can't move, I just want to move!"
"You!" Flower Fox gritted his teeth.
The girl with twin pony tails flashed big eyes, looking at the little doll curiously, and said: "Second brother..."
She was a little embarrassed, and said, "I saw that they all call you second brother, so I should call you second brother. Second brother, what did Xiaoyun do just now, are you so angry?"
Huahu said angrily: "He is going to beat people!"
"Who hit?" The twin ponytail girl asked excitedly, looking towards Su Yun.
The crowd surrounded the holy son in white, with excited faces and compliments everywhere. Many scholars were proud of seeing him and being proud of being able to speak with him.
The prince in white smiled to each other, patient, without any unhappiness.
Su Yun pushed aside the crowd and walked to the white-robed Sage, rolling up his sleeves.
The Saint Prince in white was startled, and said with a smile: "Xiongtai?"
Bang!
Su Yun's fist fell fiercely on his left face, and his power exploded, the first formula of the ape formula, the white ape hangs the tree!
The white-clothed Prince's body seemed to be drawn out of the crowd by an upward force, rotating and flying backwards, the whole person turned in the air for more than ten weeks, and then he fell to the ground fiercely.
Su Yun retracted his fist, suddenly squatted with his legs bent in the astonished crowd, and jumped into the air.
The next moment, he landed in front of the white-robed son, making a loud bang when his feet landed on the ground.
The white-clothed prince's neck was a little crooked, and he stood up shaking with his hands on the ground. The moment he just stood firmly, Su Yun had already raised his knee and slammed into his lower abdomen.
Jiaolongyin, the Sanshou that the Jiaolong went out of the abyss, used his knees as a weapon, and his power was extremely strong and domineering.
"you… "
The Prince in White was furious and was about to urge his blood to counterattack. Suddenly his legs softened and he knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground. He vomited and felt embarrassed. There was no longer the image of the Prince in White Snow.
"Sage disciple, but so."
Su Yun turned around and saw hundreds of scholars standing in front of him, his expression extremely angry.
"Why did you sneak attack on Sheng Gongzi?" a girl asked sharply with a twisted face.
"He soiled his clothes!" someone screamed.
"He swollen Sheng Gongzi's face!" Someone cried.
"Holy Prince vomited!"
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Su Yun's clothes suddenly swelled up with his own violent qi and blood, and he burst out, "Shut up all of you!"
The sound of the dragon's roar and the sound of the crane Jingkong were mixed together, as if from the sky, suppressing the voices of everyone in the audience, leaving the mind blank. Suddenly, there was no voice and no one spoke.
Su Yun swept his eyes for a week, and said coldly: "If you have the ability to protect your master, you will kill me in the top view of the sky. If you don't have the ability, don't chirp like a little bird, it will only increase your boredom!"
He was about to pass through the crowd, when suddenly came the voice of the white-robed Prince: "Brother stand!"
Su Yun stopped and tilted his head.
The prince in white wiped the dirt from the corner of his mouth, and took a breath: "Don't worry, I won't attack you like you sneaked on me. I will give you a fair chance to face off with you in the skyscape picture. Next. I don’t know why you attacked me, why you humiliated me, but I can’t let the teacher be humiliated!"
"Cut." Su Yun sneered and lifted his steps away from the crowd.
A young scholar stood upright in front of him, his eyes breathed fire, staring at him fiercely, and sternly: "The Holy Lord is talking to you..."
Su Yun pressed his palm to the young scholar's face, and pinched the young scholar to the ground.
The young man planted heavily on the ground and his shoes flew up in the air.
Su Yun walked past him and said lightly: "What's wrong with you if I beat him?"
The crowd who suppressed the anger just now suddenly surged, and the scholars rushed forward: "Sergeant Shao is injured, you can't go!"
Su Yun kept walking, and the yellow bell emerged. When the bell rang, one white ape jumped out, and Ling Yuan Thirty-Six Sanshou attacked in all directions. The rushing scholar suddenly fell to the ground, howling all over the field.
Su Yun walked past the fallen crowd, and the corners of his mouth moved: "What do I do to you if I beat them?"
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