Chapter 780: 780 There is a more weird one

  Chapter 780 Chapter 780 There is another more weird one

   "What the **** are you talking about?" Cheng Zhiyi looked blank.

  Under the stage, Gu Fenghua, Lorne, and Fatty Bai are all black lines on their faces.

  Others can't understand what Ye Wuse is talking about, of course they do. What kind of script did Ye Wu-Se look at this time? Is there anything more cruel and bloodthirsty than this? Who wrote it, stand up for me, and I promise not to kill you.

"Didn't you understand? Then I'll tell you again. It's a man, a woman, childhood sweetheart. He was going to get married, but he had a misunderstanding. It's hard work. Both of them have strong temperaments, and one refuses to ask the other Said, it was gone, and after finally clearing up the misunderstanding, the woman went blind again, and then..." Ye Wushi said in detail.

  "Don't say it, don't say it, I understand!" Cheng Zhiyi had a chill.

  I understand the beginning, and I don’t need to say more about the latter, it is easy to associate it with.

  Just thinking about it, his whole body was streaked with hair and goose bumps fell layer by layer. This is such a terrible story, who wrote it, stand up for me, and I promise not to kill you! Cheng Zhiyi's heart roared like Gu Fenghua's Luo En and others.

  Under the stage, the audiences of the two countries are also in cold sweat. I thought that fat white man was strange enough, but there is another stranger here.

  "Then I will tell you another one?" Ye Wuse said.

  "Are you here to compete or to tell a story?" Cheng Zhiyi said impatiently.

   "Of course I came to the competition, but you don't know. I am telling stories like this, and I feel sad. The more sad I am, the worse." Ye Wuse said seriously.

"The more sad the worse?" Cheng Zhiyi looked at Ye Wusei with a weird look, and suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahahaha, where is this idiot that popped up? My luck is pretty good. I met such an idiot. "

"I know you won't believe it, but it doesn't matter. After a while you lose, you will believe how sad I am." Ye Wuse slowly pulled out the long sword with his right hand, wiped the corner of his eye with his left hand, and let out a long sigh. "If you ask what love in the world is, you will tell people to agree with you."

After sighing,    added another sentence, "I didn’t read it wrong, it’s really written like that in the book."

   "Hahahaha, I laughed to death, this guy is so funny." At this moment, even the Guanghua people in the audience couldn't help laughing out loud.

  As for the viewers of Xinghua Country, they wanted to laugh and felt worried, and at the same time they were ashamed. They raised their heads in embarrassment.

   "Okay, let me see how good you are!" Cheng Zhiyi finally suppressed the laughter, drew his sword and attacked Ye Wusei.

  Sword light swayed, thousands of cold stars appeared at once, and it was like a blizzard. What is amazing is that the snowflakes may be as swift as a shooting star, or floating like a flying catkin, strange and unpredictable.

   "What an exquisite sword technique!" A Guanghua Saint Master exclaimed with wide eyes.

The speed of   The Sword of Success is actually not very fast, and its strength is not very strong, but it is infinitely changeable, and its subtle and mysterious, I am afraid that many low-grade soul sages are hard to compare.

   "Ye Wu-Se is dead, and his tears are prescient." The other Guanghua people were all excited.

  "Firecrackers, hurry up, get ready..." The Patriarch said excitedly. He had prepared the firecrackers several times, but he never had a chance.

   "Yes, Patriarch." The subordinate who had just been kicked quickly took out the flint.

  (End of this chapter)