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Chapter 662 The gods are Gu Haohao, and all the mouths are wailing!

Listening to these voices and feeling the malice emanating from these people, Chen Cuo's steps slowly slowed down.

Soon, he figured out the reason.

"They said that I abused the princess of Northern Qi Dynasty. Those actions made me want to do it myself! It's so outrageous! And the matter has a nose and an eye. Not only the time and place, but also the witnesses and physical evidence, and even the time online

, it can also be combined with the destruction of Northern Qi, the destruction of Nanchen, and the final battle in which my old body sheds its flesh, and once the whole story is summarized, it seems to be really appropriate!"

Chen Cuo looked around and saw that each of their bodies seemed to contain water vapor, as if everyone was a drop of water. There was a wisp of black air in the water, which was clearly their resentment.

As the water vapor rises, the black air rises, blends into the shadow of the long river in the sky, and rolls forward with the river water.

"My nearly forty years of enlightenment can only be used, but it is extremely difficult to fully integrate the power of the Yangtze River into myself, or to fully integrate my own thoughts into the Yangtze River and open up an exclusive place.

As a result, the casual words spoken by these seemingly ordinary people contain the strongest emotions, which can shake the river and merge into the river, or..."

With a thought in his heart, Chen Cuo had some insights.

"It is these words of theirs that make up the river!"

Although Chen Cuo's understanding of the long river of history cannot be said to be deep, after all, it has been less than a hundred years since he entered Taoism. Most of that time was not spent comprehending the long river, but it cannot be said that he has no understanding. After all, since he obtained the Dao Mark, he has

His consciousness can already travel across the long river.

"The long river of history is flowing. Although by chance, I have been able to explore upstream on several occasions, or to peek into the future, but in the final analysis, I am borrowing the power of the long river and not going deep into it. Since the long river is named after history, it is natural that it is

Relying on civilization, it will gradually take shape after someone starts to record it. It can be said that this long river carries the past of civilization and precipitates the years, but what is its essence?"

After thinking about it, an idea flashed in his mind. Chen Cuo stopped, thought for a moment, turned around and walked towards the corner of the street.

In his vision and perception, although almost everyone in the city was filled with black energy, it was only the strongest here, and it was faintly stirring in all directions, activating the black energy in all parts of the city.

"Could he be an opinion leader?"

At that street corner, there was a stone table, and several men who looked like scribes were sitting around, venting their hatred for "Chen Fangqing" and their pity for "Gao's Qi Kingdom".

However, although they still put on airs and, as the saying goes, were wearing scholar's clothes, they looked a bit shabby and the color had faded in many places, obviously due to excessive starching.

Several literati just glanced at Chen Cuo's arrival and stopped paying attention. In their opinion, this was just another person who was attracted by the profound knowledge and eloquent talk of themselves and others. They might as well say more.

It might as well give this person some inspiration.

He noticed clues from the words and sentences of these people. Although these people would spit out sweet things when they opened their mouths, they would catch "Chen Fangqing" and his family members with some unfounded things, abuse, ridicule, and even criticize Nan.

Chen also belittled him greatly.

"With such evil and despicable people, it's no wonder that Nanchen Society has perished!"

After a lot of vomiting, everyone changed the topic again and said: "The most regrettable thing is the destruction of Qi State. If Qi State is still here..."

Immediately afterwards, they lamented one by one, telling about the beauty of the previous dynasty and the waste of this life. The cadence was touching, and they obviously admired the Gao family dynasty very much.

The only drawback is that sometimes, in the middle of the speaker's speech, the person next to him suddenly interrupts and points out some strange things.

"You can't say that here. I heard sadness and anger at the time, and it's inevitable to mutter afterwards."

"There are still some things that should not be too direct. After all, they have to be more tactful."



Chen Cuo stood and listened. After a few breaths, he tasted something and asked, "Are they all storytellers?"

After several people heard this, they really looked at Chen Cuo. One of them asked: "Oh? How can you see that?"

"You are so eloquent and your words have ups and downs, which is very fascinating..."

The few people smiled when they heard this, but Chen Cuo suddenly changed the subject.

"... If you tell a fabricated event as if it were true, with many details as if you saw it with your own eyes, isn't that the storyteller who compiled the story? The real historical rumors and legends of the past can record the general process of an event.

It's pretty good. According to your detailed description, that's what a novelist can do. According to a novelist, nine out of ten sentences about asking for leave are false, and only half of them about asking for leave can be trusted. None of this is fabricated. Then

what is?"

"That's unreasonable!"

When several people heard this, they immediately started shooting!

"What do you mean by this? Are you saying that we are deceiving the public with our evil words?" One of them was furious, with a stern look on his face, "Although we, the Sixth Young Master of Lixia, are in trouble now, we were still among the best in Qilu's teahouses and restaurants back then.

Yes! You actually said that we were all fabricated? What’s the basis for that?”

"The Sixth Young Master of Lixia?" Chen Cuo laughed hoarsely, "Disrespectful. It's hard to say. I don't say what Chen Fangqing is like in the South. I'm just talking about the Gao family in the Northern Qi. He is respectful to his brothers, friends, father, and filial son, but there's nothing like that.

Almost all of the emperors are ridiculous. The land under your feet has been tossed and tossed by their brothers. The people above are so ecstatic that they cannot deserve the praise you are waiting for. These are naturally fabrications.

."

"Oh?" The Sixth Young Master of Lixia immediately sneered and retorted, "You speak so powerfully, as if you have seen it with your own eyes? How much do you know? Have you ever met the Gao family? Do you know what the previous dynasty was like?"

"I've seen it before, and I know it's not that good." Chen Cuo answered truthfully, but when he spoke, a little light flashed in his eyes. Observing the cause and effect of several people, he actually noticed a faint Buddha's light, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

At the same time, he faintly noticed that there were several black threads wrapped around these people's bodies, and there was a faint hint of blood in the shadows of the soles of their feet.

In the surrounding streets and alleys, the power of incense gathered together. Although it was extremely weak, it could not escape Chen Cuo's eyes. He could clearly see the green smoke of incense wrapping around several people.

"Good guys! I'm afraid these people are not the Stitch Monsters or the like? Some people believe that this external force of blessing is the leading party of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces."

Opposite, the Sixth Young Master of Lixia was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then sneered. The leader said: "How old are you? You look like you are no older than a young man. I'm afraid you haven't studied much. You tell lies like this. Do you think you are talking nonsense?"

Can things be reversed with just a few words? Leave quickly, don’t cause trouble here and delay my business, otherwise..."

He pointed at the people on the surrounding streets and alleys, lowered his voice, and said threateningly: "We only need to climb up and shout, and naturally the people who respond will gather, and they are all people who hate evil and hate evil. Who are you who are confusing right and wrong?" You don’t need me to tell you what will happen, right?”

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Chen Cuo also smiled and said: "How can you make decisions for them on your own?"

"Of course! Because what we are doing is the right way in the world!" After saying that, several people raised their arms and shouted, "Since we have the common people, we can't share the princess's worries and save the princess from fire and water. We are extremely ashamed! If we even do this She has concerns about speaking out. Isn’t that a waste of her life?”

Their shouting immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.

As a few people said, they indeed had some prestige among the people, and they immediately attracted many people to come and shout together, saying that they wanted the right path in the world!

Many people looked at Chen Cuo and became unkind.

The people headed by the Sixth Young Master of Lixia even said bluntly: "Listening to your tone, it seems that you want to excuse the villains of Nanchen? Could it be that you are from Nanchen yourself?"

"Nanchen people? That sinful place! I heard that the people there are all green-faced, fanged, and eat women and children!"

"I think he looks like him! Look at him. Although he is handsome, there is an evil light in his eyebrows. He is not a good person at first glance!"

Suddenly, everyone started shouting and approaching Chen Cuo step by step. The momentum made several people around Chen Cuo instinctively fear and took two steps back.

Who would have known that as soon as these unrelated people retreated, someone in the crowd would immediately start shouting and cursing.

"Look at these people, they must be guilty of retreating in the face of our formation!"

"They are standing together with the Nanchen villain, there is no guarantee that they are not the same group!"

With shouts and shouts, more and more people gathered.

Hearing this, the few people looked panicked and waved their hands: "No, no, we are together!"

"Bah! Who is with you! Unless you drive away this Nanchen villain now!"

"well!"

A few people were pointed at by thousands of people. How could they bear it? They said so and pushed towards Chen Cuo!

In the blink of an eye, a full-scale martial arts show will take place on this street.

Unexpectedly, Chen Cuo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter shook all directions, the ground trembled, and the roof tiles broke!

Many people covered their ears and screamed in agony!

When the Sixth Young Master of Lixia saw what was happening, he knew something was wrong. He looked horrified and turned around to leave.

But Chen Cuo waved his sleeves gently, and the breeze blew over a few people, stopping all the hundreds of people surrounding him.

They froze in place, even more frightened.

"Sorcery! Sorcery!"

"Exalted Immortal, please spare my life!"

Chen Cuo suppressed his smile, glanced at everyone, and said calmly: "Very good, I understand the reason for this matter. You are so righteous and awe-inspiring. You are truly a model for the world. Aren't you regretful that you never lost your country and your family?" Save that princess? No need to regret, Chen will give you this opportunity!"

After the words fell, he waved his sleeves again, and then looked towards the Grand Canal.

Suddenly, the thick gray fog spread overwhelmingly, covering half of the city!

At this moment, people all over the city exuding black energy merged into the gray mist.

One moment, it was a small alley with stone roads and wooden houses, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of blood and mutilated limbs screaming for death!

The rolling river roars in front of me, and a beautiful figure flees hastily

"Um?"

In the cabin of the big ship, the scar-faced monk suddenly opened his eyes with his eyes closed!

"coming!"

Immediately, he laughed: "To vent his anger on ordinary people, it turns out that he still has not tamed the five aggregates. The more so, the less he can see the truth and the truth, and he will not notice us, so we can start the next step."

Chapter 662: The gods are so powerful that all the disciples are wailing!

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