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The corner of Jiu Mozhi's mouth twitched. Why was he so unlucky?
He only wanted to know if Meng Zi was being stepped on by the crowd again, or if someone was shouting about what happened earlier.
If it was the former, then Jiu Mozhi would mourn for Meng Zi again.
However, if it was the latter, then there was a 200% chance that Meng Zi was the one shouting just now.
Jiu Mozhi immediately ran towards the crowd that was still fighting fiercely. He had to explain to Meng Zi.
At the same time, Meng Zi, who was already far away from the fighting area, had a trace of anger on his handsome face. Who was it that deserved to die?
"To go or not to go, that's the question." Meng Zi hesitated.
Go, but why should he go?
If he argued with the person who shouted, he wouldn't be the one being stepped on, but he was really being stepped on.
If he didn't go, then no one would be able to find him. They would probably think that Meng Zi was being stepped on and sneaked away.
In less than ten minutes, the customers of Wanjie Lou all knew that Meng Zi was being stepped on, and there were many shoe prints on his face.
"Go."
Meng Zi finally made up his mind. As long as he stood outside the fighting area and let others see him, then the 'rumor' would collapse on its own.
Then, the 'rumor' would collapse on its own.
At the same time, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the scholarly disciples around the fighting area. Who was so bold as to step on their scholarly grandmaster?
And who was so bold as to shout?
Although the other areas weren't as fierce as Meng Zi's area, there were still one or two unlucky customers who were stepped on.
Many of them were scholarly disciples.
After Confucius and the others obtained the method to cultivate scholarly qi, if scholarly disciples didn't cultivate scholarly qi, would they have the face to call themselves scholarly disciples?
Especially scholarly disciples who focused on cultivating scholarly qi, their bodies were extremely weak.
If they hadn't already taken the strengthening liquid, they might have already died in the stampede.
These scholarly disciples would be rescued by their companions after their goods were bought.
There were also some customers who didn't have companions. After their goods were bought, they could only hide behind the crystal counter with great difficulty. Otherwise, they would be stepped on by the passersby.
But no matter what the situation was, no one yelled out who was being stepped on.
Because this was a method that offended others to death.
"Save Meng Zi!"
The Confucian disciples from all directions were rushing towards the area where the intense battle was taking place, all of them shouting in their hearts.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Confucian disciples wearing Confucian robes surged into the crowd.
As the Confucian disciples continued to pour in, the originally intense competition grew even fiercer.
Although many people would not deliberately attack you, they would still deliberately raise their knees and wave their hands around.
Three steps away from the crystal counter, not a single customer could get close.
That was because the third step was a dangerous area. One of the eunuchs tried to force his way in, but his crotch was already empty and he was knocked down alive.
There were even more pitiful existences. When they felt that they couldn't get the goods, they wanted to turn around and leave. The consequences were obvious.
"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! … … "
Zhou Yang couldn't help but exclaim as he looked at the fierce competition among the customers.
Many of them were squeezed until they were deformed. Their bodies were twisted, but they still pounced forward. Their fighting strength was even more terrifying than that of the aunties fighting for salt in the supermarket.
The people who were fighting fiercely did not notice that a blurry figure was already standing in the air above them.
"Ah ~"
A scream was heard. In the Celestial Bane world, when the head of the Jadeon Sect, Master Daoxuan, was about to reach the crystal counter, the customers around him rushed forward, raising their knees and waving their hands.
Three consecutive critical hits!
Zhou Yang looked at Master Daoxuan who was on the ground and felt a chill down his crotch. These people were too ruthless. They were all in a frenzy. They didn't even see who it was before they raised their legs.
"Farewell, Daoxuan!"
Zhou Yang mourned in his heart. Although Master Daoxuan's cultivation realm was very high, Zhou Yang knew that he was definitely heavily injured.
A hedgehog demon hired by someone rushed forward when Master Daoxuan approached the crystal counter. It happened to bump into Master Daoxuan who was knocked down by two consecutive hits, and it was the most fatal hit.
More importantly, this hedgehog demon had yet to completely transform.
Master Daoxuan who was on the ground twitched. He clearly had the ability to dodge, but because of Wanjie Lou's rules, he could only be trampled.
Zhou Yang wanted to stop it, but when he realized that there were still 30 seconds left, he didn't.
"Jiu Mozhi, it's you?" Meng Zi quickly walked over to the intense fighting area and found Jiu Mozhi who was carefully looking around. Meng Zi's face was livid.
Didn't he already warn him? How dare he say that?
Did he really think that just because he was good, he wouldn't kill people and would only teach?
Jiu Mozhi, who was looking around for Meng Zi, suddenly felt a murderous gaze staring at him.
Jiu Mozhi's neck was a bit stiff. He turned around and saw Meng Zi's cold eyes.
Did Meng Zi think that I was the one who shouted? Jiu Mozhi hoped that it was just his guess, but when he saw Meng Zi's angry eyes, he knew that his guess was correct.
What should I do? What should I do? Jiu Mozhi was anxious. He didn't think that Meng Zi would let him go.
Oh right, I have an idea! Jiu Mozhi rolled his eyes. As long as he could grab someone from the crowd who was stepped on, he could say that he was wrong and take the blame for Meng Zi.
Although in other people's eyes, he had tarnished Meng Zi's reputation, and the Confucian disciples wouldn't be nice to him in the future.
But Jiu Mozhi knew that Meng Zi would be magnanimous and let him go. He wouldn't even let the Confucian disciples make things difficult for him.
Meng Zi knew that he was exonerating him.
The most important thing now was to choose who to take the blame. Meng Zi's replacement had to be a nobody.
Because the person who took the blame would be announced to the public and would lose all face. They would probably be enemies in the future.
I have to arrange for a nobody that I can easily crush, Jiu Mozhi thought to himself.
But how could he confirm that it was a nobody? Jiu Mozhi was in a bit of a dilemma because he didn't know who would crawl out of the fighting zone.
If he wasn't careful and saw someone he shouldn't see, then he probably wouldn't be able to survive in Wanjie Lou.
Because he had already offended the Buddhist sect, the Eight-Nation Alliance, the Celestial Execution world's Wan Du Clan, and the Confucian sect.
If he saw a Taoist giant or an expert from a cultivation sect, Jiu Mozhi wasn't sure if he would be able to live to the next day.
I can't look at the face. I can only look at the age and clothes. Jiu Mozhi sighed. He didn't dare to look around anymore. Otherwise, he might not even be able to keep his life.
"I'll get rid of the old one. I'll get rid of the exquisite one. I'll get rid of the strange one …" Jiu Mozhi kept sifting through the conditions in his mind. Finally, he decided that it would be safer to catch a child to take the blame for Meng Zi.
Even if the child's parents were powerful, a child's face was nothing in the eyes of the adults.
Their parents wouldn't kill a Great Master for no reason just because of a child's face.
The more Jiu Mozhi thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. He stared at the fourth figure that crawled out. It was a young man wearing a white jade robe. His hair was a mess and he didn't have any weapons.
"It's you!" Jiu Mozhi's eyes lit up. The young man in front of him was wearing ordinary clothes and didn't have any weapons on him. He was probably just an ordinary young man.
Thinking of this, Jiu Mozhi grabbed the young man without hesitation.
"So it's you who got stepped on. I thought it was Meng Zi." Jiu Mozhi's voice was very loud. He grabbed the young man who was walking away quickly with his head down.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Meng Zi's murderous intent disappear without a trace. However, there was a hint of pity in Meng Zi's eyes, which Jiu Mozhi didn't see.
"Wah ~"
Li Ke was only 12 years old. Even though he matured early, he was still at the age where his pride was the most sensitive. Realizing that he had been caught and exposed to the public, he couldn't help but burst into tears. He broke free from Jiu Mozhi and ran away.
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