As soon as they heard Zhang Ye say this, the fans of Baozhu suddenly stopped, and the entire hall was full of saliva, almost drowning Zhang Ye.

“......”

Zhang Ye thought, this group of guys is really full, it's okay, they are all a group of masochists. Heroes are hard to beat, and they don't want to fight a war of words.

Seeing that Zhang Ye was scolded by a group of uncles and didn't dare to fight back, Baozhu couldn't help laughing above, observed for a long time, and waited for the voice to fall, she asked in a crisp and nice voice: "This son, do you understand?"

Zhang Ye was stunned and said, "I don't understand." ”

Baozhu smiled and said: "You first said that you listened to my book and were aggrieved, and then you were insulted by Mrs. Ran, and then you had no choice but to give up your seat, and now you are being criticized by everyone, understand?

"......" Zhang Ye was inevitably speechless for a while.

Baozhu smiled: "No, you are depressed by me again?"

"......" Zhang Ye was still speechless.

The Mrs. Ran, who was still a little cold to Zhang Ye's style before, saw that the situation was like this, she inevitably showed a look of disdain, sat down, and didn't pay attention to Zhang Ye.

Mrs. Ran smiled at the stage and said, "Please start talking, I'm free." ”

Baozhu nodded slightly, and asked Zhang Ye again: "Childe, are you willing to stay and listen to it again, I don't often talk about two lectures in a row?"

"Say that?" Zhang Ye scratched his head.

"You are not annoying, contentment puts you, sit down and listen to the book. Don't bother us. "Another group of uncles made a fuss.

"Well, no matter how depressed I am, I'll never listen, let alone expect me to give a reward?"

The audience burst into laughter, "Do you really think you're with green onions? Will Miss Bao be rare with your little reward?" Among all the forums in Jialan Realm, in terms of popularity, except for the Longlan Holy Maiden of the Flying Snow Pavilion, no one can compare with Miss Bao. ”

There was an uproar, and there was another burst of verbal criticism.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but make a mistake, this time Tie Xin was going to stay to find fault with the treasure girl.

Baozhu glanced down and said, "I don't know which friend is willing to give up a seat to this son from afar?"

At this time, the lady Ran at the front thought for a while and said, "Forget it, let this so-called Mrs. Zhao's distinguished guest sit next to this seat." ”

The three seats belonged to Mrs. Ran, but her two attendants never sit, but only stood beside her.

Zhang Ye didn't squirm, and strode over and sat down.

A very special, good-smelling and wild feminine smell entered his nose, and Zhang Ye inevitably glanced sideways at Mrs. Ran.

"Look at what to see, look at your eyes again!" Mrs. Ran is like a person, and her language is also very wild.

Zhang Yeyi slapped the case and shouted: "Is it tolerable or unbearable, you are verbose, I don't scold you for being a bloody dog, you try it." ”

All of them looked at him with their mouths half open.

He also said that he was going to draw his sword in a rage, and it was thunder and rain for a long time.

But don't say it, Zhang Yeyi's angry and scolding style made Baozhu and Mrs. Ran inevitably feel embarrassed.

Because this stop was set off by Mrs. Ran, the uncles behind didn't dare to say more, and waited quietly.

After a pause, the crisp voice of the orb opened again, and the one hundred and eighty-ninth episode of the little mortal began.

The uncle in the back was intoxicated and listened quietly.

Zhang Ye was depressed again, because the protagonist in the book was sent to the countryside again, and he was abused everywhere, slapped in the face everywhere, and no one was waiting to see him.

Even a super fan of Baozhu, Mrs. Ran frowned vaguely.

Obviously, Mrs. Ran is also a person who can't rub the sand with her eyes, and she doesn't like such stories, she just came to watch Miss Bao.

After a while, Zhang Ye raised his hand and said, "Stop! Don't listen, I really doubt what is wrong with you." One endures and endures, one let and let go, and repay grievances with virtue, have you all been brainwashed by Long Lan?"

There was a burst of verbal criticism in the rear, which made Zhang Ye dizzy.

However, unexpectedly, Baozhu and Mrs. Ran's eyes lit up slightly after hearing this, and they did not participate in attacking Zhang Ye with saliva.

After calming down a bit, Baozhu said eloquently: "Since we talked about the Holy Maiden, let's go deeper and say something extraneous." ”

She walked two steps with her hands behind her back and an extremely elegant appearance: "In ancient times, the Mandala Realm meditation asked: The world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and deceives me, how to deal with it?"

"I know that the Holy Maiden once spoke about this ......" and many uncles were about to speak.

However, Mrs. Ran looked back and was all muffled.

Mrs. Ran said: "This Long Lan did talk about it. It seems that Zen Zun replied: Just endure him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, stay for a few more years, and you will look at him. ”

Then, Mrs. Ran asked with a very cold expression: "Is that how you answered?"

"Oh also!"

The hundreds of people in the rear suddenly roared like a lion, shaking Zhang Ye's ears into confusion.

Zhang Ye pondered, these guys were really brainwashed and broken.

Above, Baozhu smiled and said: "Zen Venerable has a boundless mind and encompasses heaven and earth, so he answered." Zen Zun's wisdom is like the sea, if it corresponds in this way, let me ask, can the wicked person in the allusion still repay virtue with resentment?

Baozhu looked at Zhang Ye after speaking.

"It doesn't make sense. Zhang Ye said loudly: "If the wicked bully the good people, they can still get the respect and courtesy of the good people, so it is perverse, and the world is turned upside down." As a wicked person, he does evil deeds and destroys people tirelessly, but there is no price. In the long run, there will be evil people all over the world, and good people will become extinct. ”

Mrs. Ran was stunned, and glanced sideways at Zhang Ye, somewhat surprised.

Indeed, in this forum, it is almost impossible to hear the voice of questioning the talented woman, and it is interesting to hear it by chance.

Baozhu said: "Then what should I do if I am a child?"

Zhang Ye's eyes rolled and said, "What else? If someone asks me, 'The world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and deceives me, how to deal with me?' The elder brother replied: 'Just pump him, pump him, pump him, pump him, pump him, pump him, smoke him again, stay for a few more years, and you can see that his face is swollen.'" ’”

Everyone was shocked and stared at Zhang Ye in amazement.

Again, Madame Ran and Baozhu's eyes lit up.

Baozhu didn't seem to be able to say anything, so he kept silent.

And with Mrs. Ran's wild character, she is very cold to Zhang Ye's "pumping him", but because this is the pulpit of Baozhu, and Baozhu has always been like this, it is inconvenient for Mrs. Ran to express anything.

(The latter sentence "smoke him and smoke him" is quoted from the dream into the divine machine).

Then, no more, continue to listen.

It sounded like it was still abusing the master, and Zhang got up at night and walked away.

When he left, unexpectedly, he attracted the attention of Mrs. Ran and Baozhu, two beauties, looking at his back, and he didn't know what to think