"That's what you're talking about?"

Somewhere on the viewing table, a small lump of blue, white and gray looked at the blue-and-white disciple who had just opened his mouth and said, "I know the inside story, I just don't say it", and they clenched their fists one by one and glared angrily, if they didn't say the reason today, this guy would definitely be beaten.

The blue-and-white disciple who looked old was also confused: "No, no, there must be something in this that we don't know, after all, that person is our deputy head!"

"The vice-head?"

"Deputy Boss!"

"Did I hear the words deputy head just now?"

As soon as the three words of the deputy head were spoken, it spread like a virus in the audience, and after a while, the entire Tibetan Soldier Sect disciples knew the identity of the man who was on an equal footing with the old head in the main seat.

However, there was an eerie silence at the scene.

Although the deputy head of the Tibetan military gate has never shown up, but the deputy head of the person is set up in the Tibetan military gate from generation to generation in the word of mouth gradually plumped, I don't know when it began, by the Tibetan military gate full of disciples as a spiritual belief worship, they firmly believe that if the Tibetan military gate has a day of great calamity, the deputy head will definitely appear at the mountain gate like a divine soldier descending from the sky, with one person to drive above ten thousand people.

However, the stubble in front of him, his hair was messy and he didn't know how to restrain it, he leaned on the chair like he had no bones, he looked half-asleep and didn't care about the ring number, and he was a decadent middle-aged waste wood, not to mention a master, not even a master.

......

Hearing the shopkeeper applauding and cheering from the main seat of the audience, the brocade mouse was stunned at first, and then sneered and said to Guo Ye, who was struggling to get up from the ground: "Did you hear that? That's the cheers of your deputy head, he seems to want me to beat you to death?"

Conspiracy? non-existent.

The brocade rat can feel from the feel just now that he hit the red and white little fat man on the opposite side, and even has the strength to turn the qi and blood into Guo Ye's body at this opportunity, the momentum of the sea tide will continue to erode the power of qi and blood in Guo Ye's body, and it will be crushed like a whirlpool, until the exhaustion naturally dissipates or is forcibly rejected, but the brocade rat does not think that Guo Ye has the ability to exclude his own tide from his body, I believe that at this moment Guo Ye is accepting the bone-like pain of the tide of the tide.

"Hmph. The brocade rat smiled at the shopkeeper sitting in the front of the viewing seat, revealing an indescribable gloom and pride.

No matter what conspiracy you have, I can use my strength to break it together, and I can break all the laws with one force, it's so pleasant.

Shopkeeper: "......"

Hit it, hit it, and halfway through the fight, what do you think I do?

And just when the brocade rat and the shopkeeper looked at each other in the air.

"Look!" A gray-white disciple who had opened his eyes for qi and blood refining found that the brocade rat was staring at the decadent man in the right position of the viewing seat, and thought as if he had discovered a new continent: "That decadent man really has a leg with the brocade rat!"

It takes a lot of energy and blood to open the trick point, and no one will always open the trick on weekdays, but it just so happens that this gray disciple has just opened his eyes, his eyebrows are clear and refreshing, and he can see everything that he can't see on weekdays.

As soon as these words came out, the depressing atmosphere of the scene suddenly exploded, and the disciples of the Tibetan Soldier Sect suddenly became angry and shouted one after another:

"Brother Red and White, stand up!"

"Fat brother, stand up, him!"

"Stand up!"

"Beat him and I'll show you my treasure!"

Although the brocade rat is young and good-looking, it is regarded as a target or even an idol by many rookies in the rivers and lakes, even among the disciples of the Nine Great Sects, it is also very marketable, and even there are many young female disciples in the door of the Tibetan Soldier Gate, and there are still treasures under the box of the Jianghu painter The brocade mouse's hanging paintings are around, and from time to time they take it out to see that their cheeks are full of peach blossoms, but in the position of the sect, as a member of the Tibetan Soldiers, they will never lose themselves, which is the insistence of the disciples of the Tibetan Soldiers, and it is also the bottom line.

"Kill him!!" A young blue and white female disciple with bangs waved the long sword in her hand, her beautiful face looked a little hideous because she was screaming hard, and she looked eager to come to the stage and stab two swords in person.

......

"Today's young people are really inferior to the next generation. A villager from Wolong Mountain, who went up the mountain to deliver vegetables, carried two loads of vegetables and fruits to the Tibetan soldiers' gate, and shook his head again and again when he saw this scene from a distance.

From time to time, Wolong Mountain purchases the vegetables and fruits grown by the villagers under the mountain, and after a long time, there will be villagers who take the initiative to deliver them to the door, and the familiar ones will be sent directly to the back kitchen of the canteen in the door, the villager happens to deliver vegetables, and when he sees this scene, he can't help but sigh.

This was heard by a gray and white disciple who could only stay in the outermost part because he was too late, but unfortunately he was one of the youngest generation of disciples in this sect, and he was naturally unconvinced when he heard this, and he happened to see his own red and white senior brother being beaten down, and he couldn't vent his anger when he heard this sentence: "You say it again?"

No one can insult our senior brother Hongbai! Red and white symbolize not only the top class of the disciples of the sect, but also the face of the sect.

However, the vegetable farmer in Wolong Mountain rolled his eyes: "I'm talking about you, one by one, you don't have any eyesight." The vegetable farmer casually put down the heavy list on his shoulders and shrugged his shoulders: "Where do you think that fat boy looks like he is going to lose?"

The gray disciple was dumbfounded, if he didn't deny it, then it would mean that he was a dish, and if he denied it, it meant that he thought the red-and-white fat senior brother on the stage was dish.

I was ridiculed!I can't refute it!What should I do?Wait online!Hurry!!

At this moment, a swaying red and white figure walked over and saw the vegetable farmer grinning: "Yo, slipper, why are you here?"

When the vegetable farmer saw Guo Wei, who was still sloppy in a red and white robe, he also laughed: "Come to deliver vegetables, this month my family supplies the mountain." As he spoke, he flipped it over, and took out a tomato like a trick and threw it to Guo Wei: "You taste it, you grow it yourself, it's ironclad and sweet!"

Guo Wei was not polite, took the tomato and rubbed it on his body, and nodded while eating: "I have eaten so many houses, but the tomatoes from your homeland are delicious." ”

As he spoke, he picked up one of the loads of vegetables on the ground and took the lead: "Let's go, I'll take you to the back kitchen." ”

Guo Wei left with the vegetable farmer, leaving only the stunned gray disciple: "What's the situation with that vegetable farmer?

On the way, Guo Wei swayed in front, and the vegetable farmer followed behind and smiled: "How did you figure it out?"

Guo Wei didn't stop walking, and he didn't look back: "I drank some wine, slept for a while, and suddenly figured it out when I encountered a business of buying and selling." ”

"Business?"

"Don't ask anything else, just let me have a dream, you are all ready, maybe it's not a few days before my son's birthday. ”

"Gotcha. ”