Chapter 462

"Oriental slut, dare you scare me?"

"Obscene in the East, how dare you come?"

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Eight Confucian scholars called out eight different names. Leng, none of them called the original name of Oriental Orthodox School.

The Eastern orthodox school did not feel ashamed, but said with a smile: "senior brothers, you are busy recently."

"Busy fart, no practice, just like a fool every day!" A scholar looks helpless.

"Oh, no, I'm going to have fun for you. Look, someone has signed up for fengshence!" The eastern decent laughs.

"What? Sign up? Didn't Sima Yuntian report his name? " The scholar frowned.

"Not Sima Yuntian, but my friend, Yan Chuan!" The Eastern Orthodox School refers to Yan Chuan.

"Yan Chuan? Yan Chuan ～～～～～～～～～～～～～! " The voice of calling Yan Chuan for the second time was suddenly raised by eight tones.

"What? Are you Yan Chuan

"Yan Tao's son?"

"Yan Chuan who is not polite to the girl Meng?"

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A group of Confucian scholars suddenly came to interest, one by one holding their own beard, the eyes of Yan Chuan.

"Meow, how can you be as virtuous as a fat wretch?" Meow is puzzled.

Fat, dirty man? The face of the eastern decency was stiff.

The eight Confucians were also stiff in their faces. Looking at the Eastern Orthodox School, they all felt disgusted, coughed, and straightened out their attitudes.

"Are you Yan Chuan? Are you going to sign up for a magic plan? " Said a scholar.

"Exactly Yan Chuan nodded.

"Do you know that there are conditions to fight for the Fengshen policy?" The Confucian scholar said lightly.

"Conditions?" Yan Chuan didn't understand. He looked at the Confucian scholar and the Eastern Orthodox School. Didn't the Eastern Orthodox School say that?

"Yes, first of all, Julu city must be famous. This is the most basic condition. A person who has no influence is not qualified to open up academies and educate all souls." The Confucian scholar said lightly.

"I said," Lao Yan, isn't Yanchuan a famous giant deer city? If you go out and ask, who doesn't know Yan Chuan from a thousand year old woman to an eight year old girl? " Dongfang Zhengzheng pleaded for Yan Chuan.

But this defense, listen, how does it feel awkward?

"Eh?" Lao Yan was a little surprised.

"What's more, people like you who live in the Dead Zombie hall have heard of Yan Chuan. Have outsiders ever heard of it? How many people in Julu city don't know Yan Chuan? He's not famous all over the city yet? " The Eastern Orthodox School said.

"Well, for the sake of your Oriental scoundrel, I will report it to him!" Lao Yan nodded.

"Listing!" Lao Yan was practicing Taoism in front of several Confucians behind him.

"Well!" The crowd nodded.

Quickly, take out a huge brand, two Confucian monks quickly pick up the brush on the table, lingxu a flower, the sign appears Yan Chuan.

"Hang it up!" Lao Yan cried.

The scholars nodded and quickly hung the sign on the other side of the hall, side by side with Sima Yuntian.

When Yan Chuan was satisfied, there was a clamor outside the hall.

"Sir, Yan Chuan has entered the temple of God!" A voice called.

"What? In? Come in with me Outside the hall came a wild voice.

The crowd turned their heads.

"Chen Ping?" Eastern decent eyebrows.

The first man in white, hand folding fan, a face proud stride into the hall.

"Chen Ping, Sima Yuntian's close disciple, the end of 72 great Confucians!" The Eastern Orthodox School explained to Yan Chuan in a low voice.

PS: there are people doing things downstairs. Gongs and drums are blatant and the suona is constantly running, which seriously affects the speed of coding, so it is a little late.

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