Although the fire is big, there is no one to vent to......

Carrying Lin Tuo, he couldn't help but say that he sprayed a spit all over his face, and then the strong man in the demon clan's Confucian robe let go of Lin Tuo as if he suddenly remembered something: "Oh, I'm entangled with you barbarian, and I almost delayed my business!

Abandoned Lin Tuo and hurried to the side.

The initiator is gone, but the onlookers are still there, in fact, compared to the lessons of the strong man in the Confucian robe, the words of these people are what really make Lin Tuo angry!

The little maid Qibu was sweating profusely, and explained to the onlookers bitterly: "Uncles, aunts, aunts, this is, it is a distinguished guest invited by the valley master, and everyone is still ...... It's better not to be like this......"

"Don't do this? Don't do anything? The barbarian is rude and unwritten, this is a fact, and if he has done it, is he still afraid of what others will say?"

"This is the barbarian who deals with the grain lords? I wonder if we will become stupid after eating the grain they sell! Let him go back, go back, we would rather starve than eat something from unknown sources. "This kind of protest is familiar......

"Distinguished guest, Xiao Qibu, what have you always done, don't you know? If it's your turn, at most it's the barbarian guards running errands!"

Gossip, Brabla Brabla......

Qibu said a word, and the people around him could reply with ten sentences, and quickly wiped out Qibu's comments!

In this case, it is impossible to compete with these people!

Lin Tuo saw it clearly, decisively pulled the seven cloths, followed the crack of the strong man in the Confucian shirt who had just squeezed out and had not had time to close, and slipped away quickly, leaving the raging voice behind......

Running straight out dozens of feet away, leaving the onlookers behind, Lin Tuo slowed down, looking at the colorful mushroom lamps on both sides of the street, as well as the lantern riddles written every three or five light gauzes, and the remaining anger in his heart made an idea.

At a glance out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw that in the dark shadow under the lamp, two figures were intertwined, their mouths were facing each other, their limbs rubbing against each other, and they were hot and lingering......

Lin Tuo hurriedly turned his gaze and said in his heart: This Hidden Sun Valley is really open enough, although it is not broad daylight, but it is public......

Removed gaze, suddenly frozen, Great Khan, Waterfall Khan, Genghis Khan!

Where you look, there is even more hot!

It was a narrow alley, the mushroom light was dim, in the narrow alley, there were various shapes, there were women supporting the wall, and the man entering from the back; there were women with their backs against the wall, their legs lifted, their bodies in the air, moving up and down, and there were also one leg on the ground, one leg facing the sky, showing the flexibility of the body...... There are many kinds of things.

Those obscene movements, maybe others can't see them clearly and delicately like Lin Tuo with bronze treasure eyes, but the obscene voices and gentle moanings, although they are sandwiched between the bustling voices, can still be easily distinguished......

Fight in the field...... Or is it a group ......

If it is said that the lingering kiss is open, then here...... It's too open!

Lin Tuo couldn't take his eyes off it, he was engrossed, and he learned a lot of knowledge.

Watching love action movies, of course, there are many tricks and many postures, but the heroes and heroines of love action movies, after all, are ordinary people, no matter how difficult and dangerous it is, just play with a helicopter, which is like these in front of you?

When one hand can easily lift the weight of the other party's whole person, the kind of wildness, that kind of fancy, and that kind of difficulty that can be done are not something that ordinary people can imagine!

Lin Tuo watched while holding the video with his precious eyes, and couldn't help but point his finger at those men and women and asked, "Saying that the people on our ground are vulgar and uneducated, don't you people here seem to be much better?"

Qibu looked at the narrow alley, the chocolate-colored cheeks, two blushes, blinked red eyes, and asked, "This, what's here, isn't it normal?"

Lin Tuohan, is this called normal? What is abnormal? This strange demon clan's strange thinking, normal people really can't understand it!

When thinking like this, Qibu suddenly smiled: "Oh, I understand! You are talking about the Confucianism of Rites, in our Holy Realm, Confucianism does not talk about those red tapes, the Confucianism of Rites has been wiped out by cultivators in the world, and the Confucianism of the Sacred Realm still exists from beginning to end, and it can be handed down for thousands of years, which is enough to show that the Confucianism of the Sacred Realm is the authentic Confucianism!"

Lin Tuo listened to it with a full face, thinking that his culture was quite high, the little maid's explanation, did she understand it, it seems that her cultural knowledge needs to continue to be strengthened!

I vaguely know that in this strange world, there are also Confucianism, but somehow they are divided into two, maybe more than two, just like the difference between the Mahayana sect of Buddhism and the Hinayana sect.

One of them, which was supposed to have been circulated on the ground, was exterminated as a result, and it seems that it has something to do with the cultivators......

Lin Tuo hadn't traveled for a long time, and his eyes were really dark about these historical stories, but he understood at least one thing, his interrogation not only didn't ask the little maid, but instead exposed his shallow ignorance, and he couldn't help but be even more depressed!

Leaving aside the men and women who were fighting in the field, Lin Tuo was still thinking about his idea, and suddenly found that the man in the Confucian shirt who bumped into him in front of him had climbed a high platform in front of him, and he was elated, scratching his ears and cheeks, and he seemed to be familiar......

Every Qianshan miner who was finally able to enter the Crimson Mansion was the same expression.

Lin Tuo couldn't help but point to the big man in a Confucian shirt and asked curiously, "What is he going to do?"

The depression and madness in Lin Tuo's heart were obvious, although he didn't mean it, but think about it...... All these grievances will inevitably fall on herself, and the little maid Qibu was nervous in her heart, and carefully explained: "Oh, that's the Lantern Festival Poetry Club." All the young talents in this Hidden Sun Valley will participate in the celebration to build momentum for the big exam, and earn some travel expenses by the way, and there will often be ......"

Qibu didn't finish listening to his words at all, and in the words, he didn't pay attention to any big exams, travel expenses, and entanglements, and Lin Tuo heard one thing, the Lantern Festival Poetry Club, a celebration that all young talents will participate in.

Hah

Come on, come on, and look at me, the barbarian on the ground, how to be eight buckets high, seven steps in poetry, six roads in sight, five cars in learning, make a big fuss about your Lantern Festival poetry meeting, and trample the young Junyan of this valley under your feet!

At that time, I will see if you will still say that I am Lin Tuo, vulgar and illiterate!

Looking up to the sky and smiling, Lin Tuo took the little maid Qibu and came to the high platform of the poetry club!