Chapter 8: The Western Duo? Cheeky!

The crowd was grabbing the lively critical moment.

A black shadow fell from the sky, and a mantis catching cicada and yellow finch came directly.

By the time the Mighty came to their senses, a man in a black robe was already sitting on the last futon.

This person is Kunpeng!

Kunpeng's move forced everyone present to be unable to speak.

Everyone didn't expect that they had been competing for seats for a long time, and they were so preempted by others.

Looking at the scene in front of them, all the great powers who couldn't get a seat felt as if they were dumb and eating coptis.

Although they were unwilling, they could only admit that they had already sat on the six futons.

In desperation, he had to sit on the floor and wait for the saint's sermon to begin.

The crowd had just sat down.

Woo woo woo~

A whimper sounded from the back, gradually enveloping the entire Zixiao Palace.

The sudden change caused everyone to look back.

"Big brother, it's so pitiful that our brothers have worked tirelessly to come from the West to listen to the sermon, but they don't even have a seat."

"I might as well crash to death in this Zixiao Palace."

At the back, a man cried.

After crying, the man immediately took out a posture of seeking death, as if he was really going to commit suicide in this Zixiao Palace.

Followed by.

Another man nearby hurriedly stopped him.

"Second brother, no!"

"Our brothers must not defile this saint's dojo, go out with our brothers, and then judge ourselves."

The man said affectionately.

The performance of the two can be said to be a painting of every move, and every word is exciting.

After some commotion, many people around them have been impressed by their acting skills.

Some people's hearts have even begun to move.

Feel sorry for them.

Red Cloud Ancestor is one of them.

These two brothers are none other than the Western duo who are leading and mentioning.

After a commotion, the two brothers saw that although everyone was moved, they had no intention of giving up their seats, so they had to make a bold gesture to go out.

The two brothers supported each other and walked out step by step.

One-step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

The expressions of the two were full of unwillingness and reluctance.

At this time, they had already built up enough momentum for the previous scene, and now even if they are reluctant, it is already difficult to ride a tiger.

can only hope that someone can come forward to coordinate and save it.

For their performance, Ye Xuan naturally knows it well

Seeing that the situation had developed to this point, but the introduction and Zhun Ti were still holding on to the next performance, Ye Xuan couldn't help but secretly said: "It's a shameless duo and not an actor, it's a pity." ”

Just when Ye Xuan put on a posture of watching the play, planning to see how the two of them would continue to perform.

Hongyun Ancestor suddenly stood up and said, "Two fellow Daoists, please stay." ”

"The two Taoist friends have worked tirelessly to come all the way from the West, so why bother?"

"Whether you have a seat or not, you should listen to the sermons of the saints."

Under the endless anticipation, someone finally gave them a step at a critical moment.

This made the hearts of the receivers and Zhun Ti feel ecstatic.

The two brothers hurriedly walked to the side of the Red Cloud Ancestor and saluted: "What Daoist friends said is not unreasonable, it's just ......"

Speaking of this, the introduction and Zhun Ti did not continue to speak, but showed a look of distress on their faces.

Although Zhun Ti's face was bitter, his gaze swept over the futon near the Red Cloud Ancestor, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

Immediately, Zhun Ti said: "What the Taoist friends say is very true, whether there is a seat or not, we should all focus on listening to the sage's preaching. ”

"But there is a seat, but there is no seat a hundred times over."

The moment the words fell, Zhun Ti directly pushed the lead to the seat of the Red Cloud Ancestor.

This move forced the Red Cloud Ancestor to be shocked in his heart, but he was helpless.

That behavior can be said to be taking someone else's path, leaving others with no way out.

Hongyun Ancestor looked at the guide who had already sat on the futon unwillingly, and finally put on a good old man's demeanor, and said: "Daoist friends sit here, when this sitting is related to Daoyou, I will let Daoyou go." ”

After speaking, Hongyun Ancestor stopped being verbose, and directly came to Zhen Yuanzi's side and sat down.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw this scene, he really felt worthless for the Red Cloud Ancestor.

At the same time, I also realized that the shameless rumors of the Western duo were not false.

In this regard, Zhun Ti not only disagreed, but turned the spearhead and pointed at Kunpeng in the last seat.

"How can a mere beast sit with us?"

"Don't hurry up and get out of your seat!"

Zhun Ti scolded sharply.

When Kunpeng heard this, he was angry.

But Kunpeng has not yet attacked, and the primitiveness in the three clears can no longer be seen.

The primitive is disgusted with wet eggs and hatching, and is fur and horned.

Now seeing Kunpeng sitting here with him, he was already unhappy.

Zhun Ti was the first to speak, and the primitive no longer forbeared, and immediately echoed the meaning of Zhun Ti, and said: "Er Nai is a wet egg hatching, how dare you sit here with our Sanqing?" ”

If it's just that Zhun Ti, it's better.

Kunpeng categorically wouldn't buy his account.

But with the original opening, the situation is completely different.

Even if Kunpeng is a giant demon of the North Sea, with a profound cultivation and strong strength, he has to consider the consequences of offending Sanqing.

Kunpeng looked at the primitive, and was about to refuse.

But thinking of the pressure brought by Sanqing, he finally had to give up his seat.

As soon as Kunpeng got up, Zhun Ti hurriedly sat down.

It's as if I'm afraid that if I slower half a minute, this seat will be snatched away.

After Zhun Ti took a seat, he looked at Kunpeng with a smile and said: "I understand in my heart that Daoyou can't bear to see me come from afar but I don't even have a seat, so I took the initiative to give up my seat. ”

Zhun Ti laughed at the one, which made people look at it and feel disgusted.

When Kunpeng heard this, he was even more angry.

"Hmph, your brothers are all brazen!"

Kunpeng scolded angrily.

Anger is anger and reprimand, and now that the futon has been returned to Zhun Ti, even if there is more anger and resentment in his heart, it is in vain.

Therefore, Kunpeng had to find an open space nearby and sit on the ground to wait for the sage to start preaching.

The situation had developed to this point, and the chaotic scene in Zixiao Palace gradually calmed down.

Just for a moment.

An extremely terrifying aura permeated the air.

Even though all of the great powers present had the cultivation of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm, they still showed a little fear after sensing this aura.

This terrifying aura is gradually approaching, and a powerful coercion is also coming.

Under the effect of this coercion, many powers on the scene all showed a look of awe.

Then, on the platform in front of him, golden light appeared.