Mo Xiaoyou looked at the Ruyao teacup splashed three feet of water and had no corpse, and her mood was very complicated: "Qiu Fu" she can understand, but Qiu Zhi wants to deal with a teacup in person, which is not something she can understand.

Seeing that her eyes had been staring at the teacup that had been shattered on the spot, and did not look at the person who played the teacup at all, almost all the candidates were indignant - they disrespected their group of meritorious people like this!!

The most angry of them all was, of course, the owner of the hand that broke her teacup.

How could he have the strength to knock off the other party's teacup, but like a bully, he grabbed the other party's collar and lifted the other party up, but he couldn't do it.

However, the reader naturally has the way of the reader, he approached the face of the ink demon who looked blank because he was staring at the ground, and whispered in a mocking tone:

"Huh! But breaking a teacup of yours will make you lose your mind like this, it's really the first time I've seen such a shallow-eyed showman, and I see that you are probably a nouveau riche! What a rich man's noble son here! ”

As he approached, he opened his mouth, and suddenly attracted the attention of Mo Xiaoyou, only to see her Ruyu's face instantly change from warm to expressionless, "You have bad breath, don't you know?" ”

With that, she pushed away the other party's close face.

Mo Xiaoyou's voice was not deliberately lowered, and with just one sentence, the attention of the surrounding candidates shifted from the arrogance of Mo Xiaoyou's arrogance to the face of the blue-cloth-robed scholar with bad breath on the opposite side.

There are also many people who take advantage of no one's attention and secretly sigh in the palm of their hands......

Mo Xiaoyou looked at the other party's alternating blue and red face, the corners of his mouth picked maliciously, and said to the tea bowl on the ground in his heart: "I can be regarded as helping you avenge this time." ”

"You...... You!! You're insulting! ”

The candidate obviously didn't expect the other party to talk about him left and right, so he shifted his focus to himself, and even humiliated himself quite a villain.

"Those who insult Sven are hypocrites who have no self-knowledge."

Mo Xiaoyou was really impatient to have a verbal confrontation with this person again, so he stared at the other party's eyes and said very directly:

"Your face is blue, Yintang is black, have you lived in a broken temple recently, and you have red sleeves to add fragrance every night? I advise you, don't be pretentious, most of the scholars who can see the clothes and food are not hungry, most of them are either ghosts or fox fairies, you can do it yourself. ”

After she said this, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, not looking at the scholars with various expressions in front of her. The servants of the Yan family had also rushed over at this time, and one by one, the five big and three thick servants stood in a circle around the ink demon.

When everyone saw this, they naturally would no longer have verbal and physical conflicts with Mo Xiaoyou, and even the blue cloth robe of "righteousness and courage" could only flick his sleeves angrily when he saw this, and put down a sentence: "I see how you did in the exam!" He then turned back to his previous position.

The root of the ear got the pure ink demon and didn't take advantage of the victory to chase after it - it is better to close her eyes and squint for a while, she hasn't slept enough until last night......

Just as she closed her eyes here and gradually fell asleep, at the corner of the street, a woman in green clothes came with a sword, followed by a pet that looked like a tanuki.

As soon as the woman turned the corner, she turned around and flashed back. I almost guessed the polite head. However, before the tanuki could scream, the woman had already leaned over and covered its mouth: "Shhhh The little sister is in front! ”