The day always passes quickly, and the sun begins to move westward from the center unconsciously, and the warm sunlight shines on the shadows of the people. The pure color of the sky was embedded with golden light, one by one, to a thousand wisps, and the glow was long, blushing the white clouds and gilding them. The autumn sky was already dry, but now it is extraordinarily far away, and with the burning sunset, it is a good day!

I saw the flowing clouds plated with color, the blue sky inlaid with gold, the danyang like fire, the air was cool and the sky was high, and the auspicious day of the ancient country, the condensation ceremony, which made people feel refreshed and happy.

When it was supposed to light the smoke and cook the fire, but because the condensation ceremony was still held, the altar was still crowded with people, the small merchants and vendors were no longer shouting, the farmer and the weaver girl were no longer busy, and the peasant women and servants put down their work and surrounded the altar in a circle. It's just that there is a place on the edge of the altar, the atmosphere is different, there is no trace of liveliness, but it looks a little dignified, as if it is out of place with the surroundings.

The people around him didn't dare to come out, and unconsciously retreated a lot, revealing a large blank space, and did not hesitate to be in the middle with the brocade boy and his little girl. The gods fight, and the imps suffer. The Jun family is an authentic immortal, and the Jun family is infighting, so it's better not to participate.

All kinds of awe, jealousy and panic in the crowd looked at the Jun family, and I have to say that a good background is really important.

"As for your mother, I will also entrust someone to take care of her, after all, in terms of seniority, she is still my little mother, these things, I will do it for you properly, you are satisfied, and what about you, little master, just leave with peace of mind, to ensure that your family has endless wealth and glory!"

The young man in brocade smiled at Ben Ziruo's regret and smiled, those who didn't know thought that he was solving problems for his brother, but anyone with a discerning eye could see the calm in that tone, which made the people around him shudder.

"Little master, you don't have to thank me, this is what I should do, your family don't have to worry, as for you, I can't do anything about it, it's better to stay in those places honestly and be a man in your duty." You don't have to miss your mother and your sister, they will be well taken care of, and as for who they are, you won't bother......"

The young man in brocade seems to be addicted to talking, sneering while talking non-stop, occasionally one or two dogs interject two sentences, between the master and servant, but also happy.

It is a pity that he seems to be indifferent, and he doesn't take care of those seemingly caring threats, and he looks at them indifferently and screams, and looks at the posture, which will not stop for a while, so he simply closes his mouth, turns around, and doesn't look at it, purely as if it is a fart.

He is introverted by nature and generally does not like to talk much. Even if others insulted him and insulted him for a while, he didn't bother to argue, he only secretly remembered in his heart that he avoided it on weekdays. I have to say that the blow ten years ago still had a deep impact on him.

Of course, this is not fear, it is fear of trouble. You can hide, you can hide, the person who humiliates you may walk away boringly, and it is not ruled out that it will become more serious; if you are stunned and desperately resist, there is a good chance that it will arouse the banter in the hearts of those people, and play with you to the end, at that time, there will never be a peaceful day. If nothing else, they have time to play with you, and you don't have time to spend with them.

Because, the premise of resistance is that you have this strength, if you don't have the strength, you will generally suffer. Unless you have to touch your bottom line, you really don't want to fight these boring idlers to the end.

What's more, these things are really too naïve, and he doesn't have the heart to care, isn't it just a threat to himself, he doesn't regret that he is not frightened, and the name of the god is not covered, even if the talent does not exist, at least the mind is much more mature than those young masters in the greenhouse.

But if you want him to greet him with a smile or something, it's okay to look at these people even if they don't want to care. So he didn't hesitate to say a word, and casually found something to do and tried to humiliate him and threaten him, the young master of the Jun family farted indiscriminately.

The young man in brocade was not annoyed at all, and he was not provoked at all, as if he had been hit with a heavy punch on cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable. But he will not give up easily, and he and the doglegs have stepped up their efforts, and continue to start threatening, and the language is becoming more and more explicit and arrogant.

"Are you done? Seeing the brocade-clothed boy and his dog legs endlessly shouting what they thought were threatening words, he didn't hesitate to listen to his ears calloused, and finally said impatiently.

"What?!" The brocade-clothed young man didn't react for a while, but he had to repeat it again when he saw this, and said, "I said that if you say it's over, you can leave, young master, it's not good for your body to bask in the golden branches and jade leaves here, so it's better to go back and take a breath and stop ......"

"Boy, you dare to talk to my young master like this, you don't want to live, do you!"

Hey, the same words, boring threats...... I sighed lightly in my heart, it's still the same...... Immature.

From childhood to adulthood, since the beginning of the destruction of talent and the inability to return to heaven, if there is no place to suffer or this or that threat and intimidation, by inexplicable sarcasm and sarcasm for no reason, put aside the previous small, immature mind, it is really possible to be frightened by them, now, although I can't win, but I am also used to seeing the wind and rain, it can be said that the fire is not enough, comrades still need to work hard......

It is good to say that it is decadent, it is good to say that it is a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, although it is a bit far-fetched, and it has not fallen to that point, but this reason, it is really boring, it can only make the bottom of the heart more disgusted, but it is difficult to make the mood fluctuate.

"Boy, don't think that you are still the high-ranking young master! Now you are just a waste! A waste that is not even as good as ordinary people. ”

Seeing that he didn't hesitate to ignore it, the dog's legs were gone, and he scolded, "It's best to recognize the reality for me as soon as possible, your current realm is a soft persimmon, and you can pinch it as much as you like." My young master is a genius of the Fifth Layer Realm, and he is an existence that you, a waste of the First Layer Realm, will always look up to, remember, be honest, don't provoke people you can't afford to provoke!"

It's a fierce god!

I really have a headache, what's wrong with these people? I insist on stepping on me to bring out his so-called tall? Okay, I admit it. But, it seems that our family has not done anything, right? You came to the door yourself, right? Who did I find to provoke me?

"It's okay, right? If it's okay, please don't disturb the Condensation Ceremony, if you don't watch it, others will still watch it!" said earnestly.

The young man in brocade clothes just wants to vomit blood now, he is angry, self-defeating, and he is angry to death. The words were almost exactly the same as just now, but the tone changed slightly, but it was even more annoying. A few words flutteringly, but it seems that an adult condescendingly said to a little kid who is messing around, "Is there enough trouble?

Now, the young man in brocade clothes doesn't want any bearing, just like he didn't regret it, but he is still a little sensible, he didn't fight on the street, and just gritted his teeth and said: "If you kneel down and admit your mistake now, I can still not blame the past, if you don't want to, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

"Oh, is it?" he didn't hesitate to ignore it, still loving it, his eyes fixed on the altar, indifferent.

The young man in brocade almost exploded, he barely took a deep breath, calmed down his mood of wanting to kill, and said, "Your sister hasn't come back yet, has she?

"What did you say?!"