Chapter 1770

Rumors,

Chu he has a mysterious national teacher, dressed in white, unparalleled.

Everywhere you go, all creatures are lucky.

A word determines life and death, and plain hands control heaven and earth.

God is prophetic and spiritual.

No one knows the name of a young national teacher.

It can not be simply described by four words.

"Dang, Dang, Dang -"

The crisp bell sound gradually approached, followed by a light purple carriage.

A silver bell fell on the carriage. It made a clear sound as the carriage drove, and the golden tassels hanging on the eaves of the carriage also shook gently.

The carriage is light purple, printed with cumbersome exquisite retro patterns and mysterious and exquisite hexagonal star pattern. It looks sacred and inviolable.

Two young men in blue drove forward in a carriage. They were expressionless and serious, with respect of worship.

Occasionally, a light wind blew over and blew the light purple curtain, vaguely peeping into a light snow figure inside.

Where the gorgeous and noble carriage drove, the bell sounded, and everyone prostrated and knelt down. They were devout and respected. Their heads were almost low to the ground, and they didn't dare to look up. It showed the highest meaning of worship.

It's hard not to wonder who is in the carriage.

But,

Such a quiet and sacred picture was interrupted by the quarrel in front.

The quarrel between the two people in front is extremely conspicuous on the street where they worship and kneel.

"Fengchu song, this is what I want! You are a cowardly woman. Today, you are so brave that you dare to rob things from me." Sun Zhiyan sneered, his voice arrogant and mean, with a little anger.

Feng Chu song picked his eyes and said, "this is what I saw first."

"So what? I like it. It's mine!" how could the beloved eldest lady be willing to lose face in front of a waste firewood woman? She said rudely.

Their quarrel was loud and clear in the quiet atmosphere.

The people kneeling around couldn't help sweating for them. This is how dare they be so presumptuous in front of the most noble and mysterious national teacher in the world. They not only can't kneel down, but also dare to quarrel wantonly. It's really fatal.

The people kneeling nearby couldn't help but stay away from them, for fear of provoking the national teacher to anger and involving themselves.

The young man in blue, who drove carefully for fear of offending the people in the carriage, frowned, stopped the carriage, whispered into the carriage, lowered his voice and respected him very much: "Sir, there was a quarrel in front and the road was blocked."

After a few seconds, the people in the carriage gave a dull and cold "um".

A white to excessive hand opened the car curtain. The bones of that hand were clear and beautiful. The skin color was translucent and cold white. You can clearly see the fragile blood vessels of Dai cyan.

The young National Teacher's dark and beautiful eyes fell in front without waves and waves. He paused for a few seconds, opened his eyes and said something to the boy in blue.

As soon as the young man's eyes brightened, he quickly and respectfully answered yes, got off the carriage first and walked forward.

It was still arguing. Oh, to be exact, it was the picture unilaterally targeted by sun Zhiyan. Now it was stopped by the arrival of the boy in blue.

Originally, he was only angry because of the sudden resistance of Fengchu song. Sun Zhiyan was ashamed. When he realized the current situation, his face turned white.

The return of reason,

Sun Zhiyan knelt directly on the ground, feeling cold all over. He wished he could have a new life,