"What the hell are you talking about?" Cheng Zhiyi's face was dazed.

In the audience, Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, and the white fat man all had black lines on their faces.

Others couldn't understand what Ye Wuse was saying, of course they understood. What kind of script is Ye Wuse reading this time, is there anything more sadistic and bloody than this? Whoever wrote it, stand up for me, and I promise not to kill you.

"Don't you understand, then I'll tell you again. It's just a man, a woman, a childhood sweetheart, who was going to get married, but there was a misunderstanding, and there were many good things. Both of them have strong temperaments, one refuses to ask and the other refuses to say, so they disperse, and then they finally cleared up the misunderstanding, and the woman became blind again, and then ......" Ye Wuse said carefully.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I understand!" Cheng Zhiyi had a chill.

understands the beginning, and the rest doesn't need to be said by Ye Wuse, it is easy to think of it.

Just thinking about it, the hairs on his body stood on end, and goosebumps fell down layer by layer. What kind of bloody story is this, who wrote it, stand up for me, I promise not to kill you! Cheng Zhiyi's heart let out the same roar as Gu Fenghua and Luo En'en.

Offstage, the audiences of the two countries were also in a cold sweat. I thought that the white fat man was strange enough, and there is an even more strange one here.

"Then I'll tell you another?" Ye Wuse said.

"Are you here to compete, or are you here to tell a story?" Cheng Zhiyi said impatiently.

"Of course I'm here to compete, but you don't know, such a story, I tell it, I feel sad, the more sad I am, the more powerful." Ye Wuse said very seriously.

"The more upset, the worse?" Cheng Zhiyi looked at Ye Wuse with strange eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, where did this idiot come out, my luck is good, I met such an idiot." ”

"I knew you wouldn't believe it, but it doesn't matter, when you lose in a while, you'll believe how sad I am." Ye Wuse slowly drew out the long sword with his right hand, wiped the corner of his eye with his left hand, and let out a long sigh, "Ask what is the situation in the world, and ask people to make a promise." ”

After sighing, he added, "I read it right, it's really written in the book." ”

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing to death, this guy is so funny." At this moment, even the glorious people in the audience couldn't help laughing wildly.

As for the audience in Xinghuaguo, they wanted to laugh, felt worried, and at the same time ashamed, and even raised their heads in embarrassment.

"Okay, then let me see how good you really are!" Cheng Zhiyi finally held back his laughter, pulled out his long sword and attacked Ye Wuse.

The sword swayed, a thousand cold stars appeared, and it was like a blizzard. What is amazing is that the snowflakes are as fast as meteors, or as fluttering as flying flotsam, strange and unpredictable.

"What a delicate swordsmanship!" A Guanghua Saint Master exclaimed in surprise with wide eyes.

Cheng Zhiyi's sword, the speed is actually not very fast, and the strength is not very strong, but it is infinitely changing, and its subtlety and mystery are probably difficult for many low-grade soul saints to compare.

"Ye Wuse is dead, his tears are very prescient." The rest of the Guanghua people were excited.

"Firecrackers, quick, ready to ......" the owner of the family said excitedly, he had prepared this firecracker several times, but he never had a chance to light it.

"Yes, my lord." The subordinate who had just been kicked hurriedly took out the flint.