The Legend of Cultivation by Little Mortals

As soon as Zhang Ye said this, Baozhu's fans quit immediately, and the whole hall was filled with saliva, almost drowning Zhang Ye. "Literature Network" http:

"..."

Zhang Ye thought, this group of guys are really full and fine, they are all a group of masochists.A good man is hard to beat with four hands, and he doesn't want to fight a war of words with them.

Seeing that Zhang Ye was so scolded by a group of uncles, Baozhu couldn't help laughing. After observing for a long time, she asked in a clear and pleasant voice, "Young master, do you understand?"

Zhang Ye said in astonishment, "I don't understand."

Baozhu smiled and said: "You first said that you were aggrieved by my book, then you were insulted by Mrs. Ran, then Nai gave up your seat, and now you are criticized by everyone, understand? In reality, who is the one who kills the world? Who is not depressed? Depressed again, abused after being abused?"

"..." Zhang Ye couldn't help saying something.

Baozhu smiled and said, "No, you are depressed by what I said again?"

"..." Zhang Ye still spoke.

Mrs. Ran, who was a little bit cold about Zhang Ye's appearance before, inevitably showed a look of contempt when she saw the situation, sat down, and stopped paying attention to Zhang Ye.

Madam Ran smiled and said to the stage: "Please start storytelling, am I free?"

Baozhu nodded slightly, and asked Zhang Ye: "My lord, would you like to stay and listen to the lecture again, I don't often have two lectures in succession?"

"So?" Zhang Ye scratched his head.

"Are you annoying? I am content with you. Sit down and listen to the book. Don't disturb us." Another group of uncles booed.

"Okay then, no matter how depressed I am, I will never listen to it, and don't expect me to give a reward?" Zhang Ye said.

The audience roared with laughter, "Do you really think I'm a follower? Will Miss Bao care about your rewards? Among all the forums in Jialanjing, in terms of popularity, except for the Longlan Saintess of Feixuejing Pavilion, who is the most popular?" You can't stand shoulder to shoulder with Miss Bao."

There was a sputtering, and there was another burst of verbal criticism.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but get confused, this time Tiexin was going to stay and find fault with Miss Bao.

Baozhu glanced down and said: "Which friend is willing to give up his seat to this young master who came from afar?"

At this time, Mrs. Ran at the front thought for a while and said, "Forget it, let this so-called Mrs. Zhao's distinguished guest sit next to me."

The three seats belonged to Mrs. Ran, but her two attendants never sat there, they just stood beside her.

Zhang Ye didn't hesitate, and strode over to sit down.

A very special, pleasant and wild femininity entered his nostrils, and Zhang Ye inevitably glanced sideways at Mrs. Ran.

"What are you looking at? Look again and poke your eyes!" Mrs. Ran's words were just like her own, and her language was also very wild. [

Zhang Ye patted the table and shouted: "Whether it is tolerable or not, you are talking, I won't call you bloody, you can try it."

Everyone looked at him with their mouths half open.

He also said that he was going to draw his sword in a fit of anger, and after a long time there was a lot of thunder and rain.

But let alone, Baozhu and Mrs. Ran were taken aback by Zhang Yeyi's angry and cursing appearance.

Because Mrs. Ran initiated the suspension this time, the uncles behind did not dare to talk too much, and waited quietly.

After a moment of silence, Baozhu's crisp voice was lifted again, and the 180th chapter of Little Mortals began.

The uncle behind was intoxicated and listened quietly.

Zhang Ye was depressed again, because the protagonist in the book was once again sent to the countryside, abused and slapped in the face everywhere, and no one wanted to see him.

Even Madam Ran, a super fan of Baozhu, frowned vaguely.

Obviously, Mrs. Ran is also a person who can't rub the sand in her eyes, and she doesn't like such stories. She just came to watch Miss Bao.

After a while, Zhang Ye raised his hand and said, "Stop! Don't listen anymore, I really wonder what's wrong with you. If you bear with it, give in and give in again, repay grievance with kindness, have you all been brainwashed by Long Lan?"

There was a burst of verbal criticism from behind, which made Zhang Ye dizzy.

But unexpectedly, Baozhu and Mrs. Ran's eyes lit up slightly after hearing this, and they didn't participate in attacking Zhang Ye with saliva.

After calming down for a while, Baozhu talked eloquently: "Since we are talking about the saint, let's go deeper and talk about something else."

With her hands behind her back, she walked two steps with an extremely elegant appearance: "In ancient times, the Mandala Realm meditation asked: The world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and deceives me." , how to deal with it?"

"I know, the saint once said this verse..." Many uncles were about to speak in the back.

But Mrs. Ran turned her head and looked around, and all her voices were muffled.

Mrs. Ran said: "Long Lan has indeed said it. It seems that Zen Master replied: Just bear with him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, just watch him." .”

Then, Mrs. Ran asked with a cold expression: "Is that the answer?"

"Oh yeah!"

The hundreds of people in the rear suddenly roared like a lion, shocking Zhang Ye's ears into a daze.

Zhang Ye pondered, these guys were really brainwashed and ruined. [

Above, Baozhu smiled and said: "Zhen Zun has a big heart and embraces the world. This is the answer. Zen Zun's wisdom is like the sea. If this corresponds, how can the villain in the allusion be able to repay kindness with resentment? Do you think so?"

After Baozhu finished speaking, she stared at Zhang Ye.

"Bullshit doesn't make sense." Zhang Ye said loudly: "If a wicked person bullies a good person, he can still get the respect and courtesy of the good person. This is going against the law, and the world is turned upside down. As a wicked person, he does evil things and destroys others tirelessly, but there is no price. If things go on like this , the whole world is full of evil people, and good people are extinct.”

Mrs. Ran was stunned, and turned her head to look at Zhang Ye, somewhat surprised.

It is true that in this forum, it is almost impossible to hear the voice of questioning the talented woman, but it is interesting to hear it by chance.

Baozhu said: "Then what should be done in terms of the son?"

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes and said: "What else can I do? If someone asks me: 'The world slanders me, deceives me, humiliates me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and lies to me, how should I deal with it?" The answer was: 'Just slap him, slap him, slap him, slap him, slap him, slap him again, and wait for a few more years, and you'll see his face swell.'"

Everyone was surprised and stared at Zhang Ye in astonishment.

Once again, Madam Ran and Baozhu's eyes sparkled.

Baozhu seemed inconvenient to say more, so she kept silent.

With Mrs. Ran's wild character, she was very cold about Zhang Ye's "pumping him", but because this is Baozhu's forum, and Baozhu has always had such a style, it is inconvenient for Mrs. Ran to express anything.

(The latter sentence "pick him and pump him" is quoted from Meng Lu Shen Ji).

Then, there is no more, continue to listen to the lecture.

Hearing it was still abusive, Zhang Ye got up and walked away.

When he left, he unexpectedly caught the eyes of the two beauties, Mrs. Ran and Bao Zhu, who watched his back and didn't know what to think. . .

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