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She performed very movingly, wearing a sanctuary-style robe of plainly sewn white sparse pine brocade cloth, with a red and blue belt tied around her waist, holding the Star-Spangled Banner in one hand, and holding the Qi Bag and the gold-handled Demon Slayer Knife used by her father in the other hand to give to Captain Worm Spirit Man Cockroach Pill who knelt in front of him.

After performing the living painting, she couldn't help but look for Zhou Bo's eyes to see if he appreciated the beautiful picture she was playing.

She was annoyed to see that he was arguing with others, and probably didn't pay attention to her at all. Clumsy could tell from the faces of those around him that they were greatly enraged by what he said.

She walked towards them, when, as often happens, the crowd was occasionally quiet, and she heard the militiaman's attire say clearly: "Then sir, I suppose you mean that the righteousness for which our heroes died is not holy?"

"If you run the Huojiao steam car to death, your death won't necessarily make the Huojiao steam car track company sacred, will it?"

Zhou Bo asked rhetorically, and the voice sounded as if he was humbly asking for advice.

"Sir," said Potato, his voice trembling a little, "if we are not in this house at the moment—"

"I can't imagine what would happen," Mr. Zhou said. "Of course, your bravery is famous. “

Potato blushed with rage, and the conversation was stopped. Everyone felt embarrassed.

The potatoes were healthy and strong, and they were of the right age to join the army, but they didn't go to the front.

Indeed, he was his mother's only child, and after all, someone had to join the militia to defend the state. However, when Zhou Bo spoke of bravery, some of the recovered officers present snickered with disdain.

"Well, why didn't he shut the other mouth!" thought clumsily and angrily. "He's ruining the whole assembly!"

Dr. Raccoon's brow furrowed.

"Young man, there is nothing sacred in the world to you," he said in the same tone he often used to speak. "But there are many things that are sacred to the patriotic gentlemen and ladies of the North. For example, the freedom of our land from usurper rule is one, and there is another, the right of state, and—"

Zhou Bo didn't seem to be too lazy to answer, and there was a little greasy and even boredom in his voice.

"All human and demon jihad is sacred," he said. "That's the case for those who insist on fighting. If the people who launched the Human-Demon Holy War did not enshrine the Human-Demon Holy War as sacred, then who would be so stupid to go to war?

However, no matter what slogans the orators shouted at the idiots who fought the war, no matter what noble goals they set for the human and demon holy war, there was always only one reason for the human and demon holy war.

That's the money. All human and demon jihad wars are actually quarrels about money.

But few people understand this. The ears were filled with the sound of bugles and battles, and the pretty words of the orators who stayed there.

Sometimes the slogan is "Take back the tomb of God from the pagans!" Sometimes it is to bring down the papal system! Sometimes it is the golden flower, the system of holy servants and the power of the state! Sometimes it is freedom!"

"What does this have to do with papal institutions?" thought to himself. "And God's tomb, what?"

But as she hurried towards the angry crowd, she saw Zhou Bo walking triumphantly through the crowd towards the door.

She followed him, but Madame Fava grabbed her skirt and stopped her.

"Let him go," she said in a clear voice, so that the crowd in the room suddenly fell silent. "Let him go. He's a traitor and a speculator! He's a poisonous snake we've bred in our arms!"

Zhou Bo stood in the foyer with his hat in his hand, heard her words as Mrs. Fava Bean had hoped, and then turned around and looked at the people in the room for a while.

He stared sharply at Mrs. Broad Bean's flat breasts, suddenly grinned, bowed, and walked out.

Mrs. Sweetheart took Aunt Salted Fish's unicorn car home, and the four ladies had a seizure before they could sit down.

"Salted fish, angry bag! Look, I think you're satisfied!"

"Satisfied with what?" cried Salted Fish in horror.

"To the virtue of Zhou Bo, the despicable man you have been sheltering!" Salted Yu'er was anxious when she heard this, and she was so angry that she couldn't remember that Mrs. Sweetheart had also entertained Zhou Bo.

It was stupid and weak to think about it, but according to the rules of respecting their elders, they had to endure not to care, and they all lowered their heads and looked at their hands.

"He's insulted not only all of us, but the entire Northern Holy Soul Alliance," Lady Sweetheart said.

Her sturdy breasts rose and fell violently under the glowing trim.

"Say we are fighting for money! Say what our leaders have deceived us! Yes, he should be put in jail!

I'm going to talk to Dr. Raccoon about this. If Mr. Sweetheart is still alive, he's going to clean him up!

Now, salted fish, you listen to me. You must not let this scoundrel come back to your house!"

"Hmm. Salted Fish muttered helplessly, as if she felt that it was better to be dead than to be ashamed.

She looked pleadingly at the two girls who were silent with their heads bowed, and then looked hopefully at Uncle Bluebeard's straight back.

She knew he was listening carefully to every word Sweetheart had to say, and wished he had come back and interject a few words, as he often did.

She wanted him to say, "Miss Peach, just let Miss Salted Fish go!"

But Bluebeard didn't make a sound. He didn't like Zhou Bo from the bottom of his heart, which poor salted fish also knew.

So, she sighed and said, "Peach, well, if you think—"

"I think so," replied Mrs. Sweetheart firmly.

"First of all, I can't imagine any of you going to receive the others. From this afternoon onwards, no decent family in the city will welcome him into their homes.

You have to have the courage to forbid him to come to your house. “

She glared fiercely at the two girls.

"I hope you both listen to me too," she continued. "For you have a part in this mistake, and you seem so pleased with him, that you may tell him politely and unequivocally that he himself and his bastard words are absolutely unwelcome in your house. “

As if a unicorn had been fiddled with by a strange and clumsy rider, Clumsy became angry and was about to leap into the air.

But she didn't dare to speak. She couldn't take the risk of having Mrs. Sweetheart write another letter to her mother.

"You old spirit cow!" she thought, her face flushed with the anger that had pressed down on her heart.

"If I could tell me how disgusting I am with you and your domineering ways, it would be a great pleasure!"

"I did not expect to hear such blatant rebellion against our doctrine again in my life," continued Mrs. Sweetheart, but this time in a tone of righteous indignation

"Anyone who thinks that our doctrine is unjust and unholy should be hanged!

From now on, I don't want to hear you two girls say a word to him - what, weak, my God, what's wrong with you?"

The weak face was purple, and the two eyes were round.

"I'm going to talk to him again," she whispered. "I will not be rude to him. I will not forbid him to come to my house. ”

Mrs. Sweetheart was so flat that she seemed to have stabbed an awl in her chest, and her lungs exploded with a pop.

Aunt Salted Fish'er's fat mouth was so frightened that even Uncle Bluebeard turned his head and stared in a daze.

"Why, why don't I have the courage to say this?" Stupid felt very uncomfortable, jealous and admired. "Why did this little rabbit actually muster up the courage to stand up and raise the bar with the old lady?"

Weak and excited, her hands trembled, but she hastened to continue, as if she was afraid that her courage would disappear if she slowed down a little.

"I will not be rude to him because he said those things, because - it was a little rude for him to shout in public, it was too inconsiderate - but that was also- it was also Mengjiao's thoughts. I can't turn away someone who thinks the same way as Mengjiao, that's unfair. “

Mrs. Sweetheart has recovered and is about to attack again.

"I've never heard anyone tell such a big lie!

"I didn't say Mengjiao was a coward!" said weakly, her eyes flickering. "I mean, he thinks like Captain Zhoubo, but differently.

I don't think he would have gone to a concert to say it, but he said that to me in his letter. “

Stupid felt a little uneasy about his conscience when he heard it.

She thought back to what Mengjiao had written in the letter that made the weak express such an opinion?

But the letters she had read were all read and forgotten, and she was not left with any impression. She only thinks that she is weak, and it is simply foolish to do so.

"Mengjiao said in the letter that we shouldn't fight the Southerners. to say that we have been deceived by the demagogic slogans and peace of those politicians and orators," said weakly and urgently. "He said that there is nothing in the world that is worth paying so much in this man-demon holy war.

He said there was no glory at all - there was nothing but misery and squalor. ”

"That's the letter," thought Clumsy thought. "Does he mean that?"

"I don't believe that," Lady Sweetheart said stubbornly. "You misunderstood what he meant. ”

"I'll never misunderstand Mengjiao," replied weakly and calmly, though her lips were trembling. "I know him perfectly. He meant exactly what Captain Zhou Bo said, but he didn't say it so rudely. ”

"You should be ashamed of yourself for comparing a noble person like Mengjiao with a scoundrel like Zhou Bo! I think you probably think that our doctrine is worthless!"

"I—I don't understand what I'm thinking," said weakly, hesitantly, as the anger subsided, and the alarm began to arise at his outspokenness.

"Like Mengjiao, I'm willing to die for doctrine. But -- I mean -- I mean, let the men think about these things, because they're much more savvy after all. ”

"I've never heard anything like that. Mrs. Sweetheart snorted with her nose and said contemptuously. "Uncle Bluebeard, park, you're past our door. “

Uncle Bluebeard had been listening intently to the conversation behind him, so he forgot to stop in front of his sweetheart's house.

So he had to retreat with the unicorn.

Mrs. Sweetheart got out of the car, her hatband fluttering high like a sail in a storm.

"You are going to regret it. She said.

Uncle Bluebeard whipped the whip, and the unicorn ran forward again.

Jiaoyan Shenyu stretched out his palm and pressed the top of Zhou Bo's head, shouting, "Do you want your son's life?"

Qing Hai was shocked and stopped, knowing that she had always been very short-tempered, and she hated her unworthy wife Hua Feihua to the core, maybe as soon as she vomited her palm, she would hurt Zhou Bo's life, and said hurriedly: "Jiaoyu'er, my child was hit by your daughter's Gu arrow, and the injury was not light!"

Jiaoyan Shenyu said: "He has taken the antidote, he can't die, I'll take it for the time being!

Hu Tu Worm was very happy and said: "This kid has to worship me as a teacher after all!"

Qing Hai said: "Jiaoyu'er, I promise anything, you-you let my child go!"

Jiaoyan Shenyu's affection for Qinghai was not faint at all because of the thirteen years apart, and when he heard him say so anxiously, he relented and said, "You really—really agree to everything?"

Qing Hai said: "Yes, yes!"

Madame Bai interjected: "Sister Xian, do you believe the words of this negative man?" Mr. Minger, let's go!"

Hu Tu Worm stood up, hugged Zhou Bo in mid-air and turned around, and landed on the opposite fairy palace, followed by two bangs, Tang Feitang and Shi Buqian respectively knocked the two palace guards to the ground!

Madame Bai shouted, "Qinghai, are we going to fight tonight?"

Although Qinghai knows that the manpower in the palace is gathered, it may not be impossible to intercept these people, but the son has fallen into the hands of the other party, and it is difficult to win with immortal power, not to mention that the two immortal sisters in front of him have a very unusual relationship with him.

Said softly: "Ah Xian Falcon, you-are you also here to embarrass me?"

Madame Bai said: "I'm the wife of daydreaming, what are you talking nonsense?"

Qinghai said: "Ah Xian Falcon, these days, I often miss you!"

Madame Bai's eyes were red, and she said, "After knowing that Jiao Gongzi was your child that day, I felt so sad in my heart—" and her voice softened!

Jiaoyan Shenyu shouted: "Fairy sister, are you going to fall for him again?"

Madame Bai took the hand of the Jiaoyan Shenyu and shouted, "Okay, let's go!"

He turned around and said: "You mention the head of the flower and the cheap, and worship the fairy forest step by step, and we may return your son!"

Qing Hai said: "Immortal Forest!"

I saw that Hu Tu Worm was holding Zhou Bo and was running farther and farther, and Gao Ren and Xi Linmen were intercepting from all sides!

Qing Hai sighed and shouted, "Brother Gao Xian, let them go!"

Gao Ren shouted, "Little Prince—"

Qing Hai said: "Slowly think again!"

As he spoke, he flew up to Gao Ren and shouted, "The assassins have retreated, everyone return to their original positions!"

Under the guise of a disguise, he bullied Mrs. Bai's side, and said softly: "Ah Xian Falcon, how have you been in the past few years?"

Madame Bai said, "What's wrong?" (To be continued.) )