The day is right, and life is the right year.

The sun has been hanging high for a long time, the shadow has been lengthened, and the shadow has been slowly shortened by the sun, becoming black under the feet, never stopping, and slowly drifting away.

A person's battle platform is always lonely.

Under the gaze of the river basin white, he stood alone on the battle platform, looking so gloomy.

His silence alone is in the face of the noise of the audience.

A person snickered and asked deliberately, "What about Jing Meng," at first he said very quietly, for fear that others would hear him, but then it was different, he roared loudly, for fear that others would not hear.

On the stage.

Xiang Shui Bai asked loudly, "Where is Jing Meng...."

The audience burst into laughter.

One shook his head and said, "Brother, don't you know, this is too lonely and unheard." ”

"Oh, I want to hear about it. ”

"Hehe, I heard that Jing Meng was afraid that Young Master Bai of the same domain had already fled after a battle. ”

When the basin Bai on the stage heard this, the sword that was originally raised hung down little by little with the paleness on his face, and he seemed to regret it.

When it came to the end, it was indeed discovered that it was not always as hard as I thought that day.

But....

No regret pills.

He is white on this shameful battle platform, he must wait until the sun goes down, he must accept ridicule until the sun goes down, although his body will not shed his skin, but he has a conscience, this torture is also uncomfortable.

But in the end, it's self-inflicted.

The gossip doesn't stop.

It's only going to get worse.

The person who said the good deeds loudly continued: "I heard that someone said that Jing Shunyi was treasonous, and he was discovered by someone and expelled overnight, and the family of three was destroyed by someone. ”

"Ah, there is such a thing?"

"Hey, I'm unlucky. ”

Yes, a word and an arrow, interspersed in Yu Bai's heart, I really don't believe it, it was originally considered to be a high head, but inadvertently, a little, little by little, and finally completely buried in the chest.

"Hey~!"

The crowd of good deeds sneered, picked their eyes, and sneered: "He deserves it, I once saw Jing Meng's kid sneaky, he must be doing something unseemly, three days ago I heard the sound of fighting in their yard, I knew that retribution was coming, and I was really happy in my heart, who did you say to uproot this evil?"

The crowd was nervous.

Zhong hurriedly asked.

"Who?"

This time, the good thing is to know and cover up carefully.

But his expression was careful and he couldn't whisper in words, sideways, villain, stealing this shape, villain, villain, he pretended to be low and said loudly: "I saw with my own eyes that it was General Liuzhangyue who personally killed the thief." ”

"Really?"

"Really?"

"Really !!"

Why?

He Shui Bai must be very eager to ask why, he who does evil himself, he really can't take those gossips as true, isn't it very beneficial for them to say this, isn't it just right to enter the Si Pyloric Gate with peace of mind?

But....

Where is the regret medicine, I want to come two catties.

He with his sword down.

He had his head bowed.

With low will and fighting spirit, he wants to buy two catties, and he is starting over.

"Hey~~!"

Some people laughed, some people did smile like poisonous snakes, they were indeed so cold, one was Zhuo Yueming, and the other was his father, the prince Zhuo Shikun.

Zhuo Yueming's eyes fell on the immortals-like Taoists beside his father, his eyes were envious, his heart was envious, and his body was full of joy.

That's from Si Pylorus.

In the last battle, the people of the Pylorus chose to watch the battle in person.

Although Zhuo Yueming won the ticket and entered the Si Pylorus steadily, the impression is very important, there is always a gap between the first and second places, so you can't lose.

In his opinion, with the death of the river basin white on the stage now, will he lose?

He smirked, he smirked.

Compared with him, his father Zhuo Shikun was much calmer, quiet, and his eyes lingered on the empty sleeves of Liu Zhangyue intentionally or unintentionally, and he wanted to laugh in his heart.

"Hehe~!"

He smiled and cautiously said to the white Taoist beside him: "Elder Lexu, I'm really sorry, Jing Mengxian's nephew doesn't know what happened, and he hasn't appeared until now, which really disappoints you." ”

Le Xuan waited for so long, and his heart was already angry, and when he heard Zhuo Xikun say this, his heart became even more angry, and he immediately said coldly: "What does the prince think?"

"Hehe~!"

Zhuo Shikun smiled embarrassedly, glanced at Liu Zhangyue with his eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "Elder, do you think this is okay, Yu Bai Gongzi is already on the field, and my son Yueming is also there, anyway, it will be compared in the future, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, or let them compare now, how about making you happy?"

Zhuo Shikun's words were not light, Liu Zhangyue was slightly shocked when he heard this, this is related to his son's future, and his eyes scraped Zhuo Shikun viciously, but he did not say anything to refute it.

It's that Zhuo Yueming.

Merchant.

Flattered.

Go to heaven.

His face was red, he stood up suddenly, bowed his body, and said very respectfully: "Elder Immortal, please allow the juniors to fight for a while to have fun." ”

Elder Lexu had already received many benefits from Zhuo Xiankun, and when he was praised by Zhuo Yueming's 'Immortal' again, he suddenly felt a little fluttery, and he really regarded himself as an immortal, gently stroked his beard, and nodded.

Zhuo Yueming thanked Daxi.

Great strides.

Keep your head high.

Majestic.

Spirited.

It's like a rooster, with a tap on its feet, and it flies onto the battlefield.

Zhuo Yueming's eyes were arrogant and looked at the white and nothing, his eyes fluttered to the sky, he was sure that the fighting will of the white river basin at this moment was extremely poor.

This is an opportunity.

Victory is within reach.

In his opinion, the Si Pyloric Gate has already received their father's heavy gifts, and when they enter the Si Pyloric Gate in the name of the first in the country, they will definitely worship under the door of the peak master and famous teacher, and when the time comes, the wind will be windy, and the rain will be rainy.

Have one's head in the clouds.

"Hehe~~!"

The corners of his eyes and mouth were raised, Zhuo Yueming tried to smile very kindly, bowed to Bai Zuo, and said softly: "Brother Yu Bai is polite." ”

At this moment, the river basin Bai seems to be still thinking about this regret medicine.

Somewhat dumbfounded.

Somewhat silly.

was stunned and forgot to return the salute, and suddenly the laughter in the audience was mixed with sighs, but the basin white seemed to have lost consciousness, and the pale side did not have any look.

The guilt has reached the extreme.

Then to endure the great humiliation, he would also think that he would also deserve it.

"Haha~~!"

In this way, Zhuo Yueming naturally laughed even more wildly, and got carried away as if he had forgotten that the people from Si Yumen were watching the ceremony, and said arrogantly: "Brother Yu Bai, why don't you look good today, is it because you were too nervous last night and didn't sleep well, or you admit defeat, lest I kick you down and look ugly." ”

The basin white was originally ashamed.

At this moment, listening to Zhuo Yueming's cynicism, he was already ashamed and angry, and suddenly his eyes glared at Zhuo Yueming like a mad dog.

Zhuo Yueming was frightened, her heart instantly calmed down, she sneered in her mouth, glanced at her mouth and said: "I think that Jing Meng is also unlucky enough, his father is actually more involved with other countries." ”

Listening to the pain, the mad dog is confused. has become a dog that has lost its fighting spirit, and has lost all its 'madness'.

The villain was excited.

Zhuo Yueming saw that the white head of the river basin was lowered, and his expression was indeed covered with a layer of sighing, and said: "Yu Bai, Jing Meng's cultivation is not bad, although it is a little inferior to me, but it is not necessarily defeated against you." ”

Zhuo Yueming seems to be very fond of verbal fights.

The more you talk about it, the more it rises.

It's so good to say that Jing dreams are so good.

And the dream is so good.

When he saw that Yu Yu Bai's eyes were full of gray and there was no trace of fighting spirit, he smiled and roared in a low voice: "Yu Yu Bai, Jing Meng is not here today, so I have to fight for him..... up"

"No need....!"

Voices intertwine this sound.

Reverberations do dissipate.

Zhuo Yueming was ready to make a move, but he was indeed stunned by the abrupt voice on the spot.

The head turned numbly, looking at the crowd that was gradually separating, one was dressed in rags, and his face was covered with blood, but everyone was familiar with that face.

Bai Tian in the crowd hurriedly shouted: "Xiaomeng, you have made me wait, I know that you will definitely come back." ”

Jing Meng glanced at Bai Tian's excited face, nodded, and couldn't help but sweep his gaze over the face of Bai Qing's deep lock, and with a slight smile, he turned over and jumped onto the battle platform in the midst of everyone's chiseled gaze.

The color is dull and cold.

Locked on Zhuo Yueming's body, he said, "This is my battlefield, please go down." ”

Zhuo Yueming was stunned for a moment, and then took a step back involuntarily.

Under the stage, Bai Tian shouted loudly at the top of his voice: "Your Royal Highness, come down, everyone is here, you don't need to do it for you, come down." ”

The beginning of one many, the follower of many.

To put it mildly, they speak quite loudly.

"Come down. ”

"It's not your turn yet. ”

To put it mildly, they laughed quietly with their voices darkened.

"Get down. ”

"It's not your turn to die. ”

How could Zhuo Yueming still stand on the stage with a thick face, his face was as heavy as iron, and his eyes swept over the face of Ah Da behind Zhuo Xiankun like a poisonous snake.

Jing Meng slowly drew out his long sword and said, "I've kept you waiting." ”