Article 771

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Her expression is still dull, but very firm.

"I'm here."

She must practice what she said, and she stood beside Mo Ran like this. Tianyin Pavilion refused to open the enchantment, so she held an umbrella and tilted it slightly to protect Mo Ran from the rain.

With her standing there, there will be no more people throwing stones, but the words of discussion are getting worse and worse.

A demon who is neither male nor female. A well-dressed poultry.

A woman who can't be separated from others. A murderer with no conscience.

If you want to add a crime, why do you have no excuse? What's more, everyone knows that the man kneeling on the ground will never recover, and the woman standing next to her has long since lost her martial arts and has no one to rely on.

No matter how harsh the scolding was, who would care about them?

Only then did Mo Ran realize that there are so many warriors in the world, one after another, impassioned, like bamboo shoots after the rain.

So righteous, so indignant, so jealous.

I don't know where these people went before.

Tianyin Pavilion interrogation is the most rare, and I am afraid that no one will be able to get this honor in ten years.

Waves of spectators came and went, going back and forth, like the ebb and flow of the tide. Someone said: "This Mo Ran has done a lot of good things before, but now it seems that he doesn't know what his intentions are. He also stayed in our village. Such a murderer is scary to think about."

"I heard that his mother is that Duan Yihan, do you know?"

"Duan Yihan? That music fairy who is hard to find?" The listener was surprised, "Isn't that girl a nice person? I heard that she is talented, gentle, noble and kind-hearted..."

Immediately, someone said eccentrically: "You men are really interesting, Duan Yihan is a bitch, right? These days bitches can be praised as noble, I think this world has really changed, and I don't have any moral standards in my heart. "

The man who was contradicted was a little unhappy: "Duan Yihan is a music actress, not a prostitute. She has been in the band for so many years, and she has never received any flower customers—"

"You think she didn't take it because you are poor. This kind of woman, as long as the money is in place, there is nothing innocent."

At this time, someone said with a sigh of relief: "What's the difference between Le Ling and prostitutes? They are both people who don't know self-respect and self-love, and are shameless. These days, someone actually makes excuses for prostitutes. I didn't expect that I will go to the realm of cultivation and morality. It has fallen so low."

It was none other than the teacher who came with the child yesterday.

Today, instead of holding his own child, he was holding a stack of books, followed by a group of book boys from the school. The teacher raised his chin slightly, looking extremely noble.

Someone recognized him, and said politely, "Mr. Ma finishes class early today."

"What you learn on paper is always shallow." The teacher said, "I leave school earlier today, because I specially brought the students here to receive teaching in person and see the world."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the young man who spoke for Duan Yihan, and sneered: "But I didn't expect to hear such a shocking speech, it really opened Ma's eyes, and I really worried about the atmosphere of my cultivation world .”

"Yes, Mr. Ma is right. Mr. Ma is really a model of morality."

"Mr. is a good teacher, with good intentions."

The man who had the courage to defend Duan Yihan just now was ashamed and angry, but everyone around him was laughing at him, his face turned pale, and he couldn't say anything, so he went away angrily.

These words, Mo Ran was extremely angry at the beginning, but then powerless.

He couldn't do anything, he could only listen to his long-dead mother becoming embarrassing between the lips and teeth of everyone.

He could only let the woman who told him to "receive gratitude and not take revenge" before she died, be chewed to bits by black holes, turn her into a prostitute, a prostitute, and give birth to lowly scum.

Can't stop Yoyo's mouth.

Ye Wangxi endured for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, she took a step forward, wanting to argue with the people in the audience.

But Mo Ran called her in a low voice: "Stop talking."

"..."

"it's useless."

When Ye Wangxi returned to him, the rain had gradually stopped, but her umbrella was still not closed, as if this thin oil-paper umbrella could block anything.

Mo Ran looked up at her, and after a long while, said hoarsely: "Don't stand here with me, Miss Ye, if you believe me... then go back to Tianyin Pavilion, find Xue Meng, find the peak of life and death people... tell them..."

He slowed down for a while.

At this moment, he didn't even have enough strength to speak.

"Tell them, listen to me, try...to find Hua Binan as soon as possible...to find my master..."

When it comes to Chu Wanning, his heart is cramped again.

Where is Chu Wanning?

Listening to Shi Mo's tone will not hurt him, but where will he be taken by Shi Mo and what will he be forced to do?

He can't think deeply.

"The first forbidden technique is really unlocked, so we must be on guard early." Mo Ran's eyelashes rustled, "...I can't block the second attack...but there will definitely be a second attack...please Believe me... I have no other intentions, I just want this to stop."

It cannot go on like this.

I don't want to repeat the same mistakes again, and see Chu Wanning call out Huaisha again.

I don't want to see him alone again, to make up for the sky with his death.

Chapter 273 [Tianyin

Pavilion] Walking in different ways

Inside the Jiaoshan Great Hall, a single bean lamp was on.

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