Over the human tribe, I looked at the tattered book in Ancestor Minghe's hand.
Book of Tieba is full of weird symbols, and look at the fatherly smile that gradually spreads on Zhao Gongming's face.
Di Jiang suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.
It was a crazy warning coming from Ancestral Witch's intuition, as if something was going to happen in the next second that he would regret for the rest of his life.
"Hiss..."
Di Jiang shuddered and felt a creepy feeling all over his body.
"Something's wrong, 12 out of 10 things are wrong!"
"This Minghe laughs so pervertedly!"
Di Jiang Without saying a word, he decisively put away the stretcher in his hand.
He turned around and wanted to tear up the space and run away, shouting loudly.
"What...Minghe brother!"
"I suddenly remembered that my girl Houtu called me home for dinner!"
"I don't want this magic weapon anymore. I'm giving it to you. See you later!"
Ancestor Minghe's eyes flashed with a red light of revenge, and he sacrificed the Book of Tieba he had just obtained without hesitation.
"Want to run? It's too late!"
Wow!
As the pages of the book turned, an indescribable abstract law instantly enveloped the world.
Below, Zhao Gongming hooked Xuandu's neck with one hand and put his other hand on Fuxi's shoulder, speaking expectantly.
"Come on, come on, it's all taken care of!"
"The next scene will be very exciting. This is Primordial Era's top forum!"
Xuandu's eyes twitched, and he already knew Zhao Gongming's urine properties.
Wonderful?
I'm afraid it's Social Death's famous scene!
Poor Fuxi doesn't know that people's hearts are sinister.
I thought I could really observe the fighting skills of the top Great Expert. His little face was full of seriousness and curiosity.
"Yes, Martial Uncle!"
"Fuxi must learn the fighting methods of the two seniors and understand the law fluctuations in them!"
Xuandu looked at Fuxi's clear eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
"Disciple..."
"I hope your eyes and ears won't be dirty for a while..."
At this moment, Ancestor Minghe in mid-air took a deep breath, pointed his finger at Di Jiang, and shouted loudly.
"Urgent!"
A strange law of anxiety instantly fell on Di Jiang.
Di Jiang, who was about to step into the space crack, suddenly stiffened.
Immediately afterwards, he began to scratch his head and head frantically, and kept spinning in circles.
His legs were shaking as if they were equipped with motors, and he was shouting incoherently.
"Oh, I'm so anxious!"
"Why are you so anxious?!"
"I want to go to the toilet, I want to run, but I just can't move, oh, I'm in such a hurry!"
At the same time, Ancestor Minghe was affected by the side effects of the magic weapon. His face straightened and he loudly broke the news to the audience.
"I am Sun Xiaochuan. When I stole Dao Ancestor Hongjun's underwear in Zixiao Palace... I, Sun Xiaochuan, did it!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was petrified.
Except for Zhao Gongming who was mentally prepared and laughed so hard, everyone else was dumbfounded.
Fuxi opened his mouth wide and almost dropped the truth-telling glasses in his hands, looking at Minghe in confusion.
"This... what are these two Great Expert doing?"
"One is in a hurry to go to the toilet, and the other is stealing Dao Ancestor's pants?"
"Is this the fighting method of the top Great Expert? It's so profound!"
At this time, Zhao Gongming was smiling all over his face. Looking at Minghe's expression of death, he felt secretly happy.
"That's right, that's what it tastes like!"
"Just looking at it, I feel like I have gained three points of experience!"
Then, Ancestor Minghe gritted his teeth, continued to turn the pages of the book, and shouted again.
"Dian!"
The law of stereotypes has arrived.
Di Jiang, who was scratching his head, suddenly stopped.
He suddenly tore his shirt to pieces, revealing his exaggerated muscles.
Then he posed in a greasy bodybuilding pose, showing off his biceps and shouting loudly.
"Gee, the bigger the muscles, the better!!"
"What's the use of brains?!"
"This battle is so cool, so cool!!"
That look simply carried out the stereotype of the brainless and reckless man to the extreme.
Minghe also received backlash and loudly self-destructed again.
"I am Sun Xiaochuan. It was me, Sun Xiaochuan, who shined a laser pointer into Tongtian's eyes while he was asleep during the sermon!"
"Poof!"
Xuandu below sprayed it directly, and turned around to ask Zhao Gongming with a horrified look on his face.
"Master... junior brother?"
"Minghe Martial Uncle just said what did he do back then?"
"Steal Grand Tutor's pants and shine a laser pointer into three Martial Uncle's eyes?"
"Is this... is this true? Is Minghe Martial Uncle so brave?"
Zhao Gongming nodded slightly, with a very sinister and heartbroken expression on his face.
"Hey, I know people and faces, but I don't know their hearts."
"I didn't expect Minghe Martial Uncle to be this kind of person!"
"It's so abominable. How can Minghe Martial Uncle be so bad? Even a saint dares to tease you!"
Xuandu rolled his eyes and said speechlessly.
"Come on, this is obviously the function of your magic weapon! You still put this on?"
At this moment, buzz, the space fluctuated.
A figure wearing Golden Crow Imperial Robe appeared out of thin air beside several people. It was Demon Emperor Dijun.
Zhao Gongming was stunned and said in confusion.
"Di Jun Martial Uncle, what are you doing here?"
Di Jun put his hands behind his back and said calmly.
"It's okay, I'll take a walk."
"I just noticed the mana fluctuations of Minghe and Di Jiang on the human side."
"I was wondering if there was going to be a fight, so I came over to see the excitement."
As he said that, Di Jun looked up at the two Great Expert who were performing in the air, with a confused look on his face.
"What are these two people doing here?"
"Who is more perverted?"
Zhao Gongming pointed at it calmly and explained.
"They are performing performance art."
"Martial Uncle You will know if you look at it next, the exciting part is at the back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ancestor Minghe seemed to be brave, turned to the most outrageous page in the book, and yelled out that word with all his strength.
"Filial piety!!!"
An irresistible law of filial piety hit Di Jiang instantly.
Di Jiang, who was showing off his muscles, suddenly shook his body.
Then, he faced the audience, knelt on his knees, raised his hands high, and shouted in a proud and loud voice.
"OKOK!"
"All eyes are on me!"
"Look at me, look at me!"
"I have something to announce, I am an orphan!!!"
The whole place was dead silent, even the wind stopped, but before everyone could react.
Ancestor Minghe followed with an even more explosive self-destruction.
"I am Sun Xiaochuan!"
"That time I used the rubber band on Dao Ancestor's pants as a slingshot to break the glass of fellow Daoist Yuanshi Jade Void Palace... I, Sun Xiaochuan, did it!!!"
In an instant, Di Jun, who had just arrived to watch the show, was completely confused and his mind went blank.
He pointed at the two lunatics above, his fingers trembling.
"This... this..."
"What on earth are the two of them doing?!"
"Steal pants, make a slingshot, and break the glass of Yuanshi Tianzun?"
"Is this something Minghe can do?"
"When did he change his name to Sun Xiaochuan? What kind of god is Sun Xiaochuan?"
Di Jun feels like his CPU is about to burn out.
But...
When he recalled Di Jiang's words, "I am an orphan."
Di Jun suddenly showed a smile of recognition on his face and nodded.
"Although it's outrageous..."
"But I still approve of Di Jiang's shocking speech!"
"This is indeed something a brainless fool like him can do. He is very self-aware!"
Zhao Gongming on the side looked at Di Jun's expression of shock even though he couldn't understand, and explained cheerfully.
"Martial Uncle Don't be surprised. That Sun Xiaochuan is a famous scapegoat in all the worlds. Don't worry about these details."
Hearing this, Di Jun turned to look at Zhao Gongming, his eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and he suddenly woke up.
"I understand, this is the new magic weapon you refined Martial Nephew, right?!"
"It can make an old yinbi like Minghe expose himself and take the blame, and make a reckless man like Di Jiang make a fool of himself in public..."
Di Jun grabbed Zhao Gongming's hand, his eyes shining with excitement.
"What a baby!"
"Martial Nephew, how about you refine one for me?"
"I see there are Witch Race and eleven Ancestral Witch. I want them all to become orphans!"
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