Fengshen: The opening spoiler of King Zhou, the plot collapsed

"Hey, what do you think this masked dwarf wants to do? Go grab a book?"

"Snatch? You try to snatch one? Didn't you see that there is still the demon master Kunpeng in the team on the other side? With his current status, he has the responsibility to maintain Chaoge's stability! If you snatch here, you will undoubtedly seek death!"

"Then what do you think this dwarf wants?"

"Ghost knows...it's impossible to brush your face, right?"

"Face brushing? Hahaha, you're thinking about farts! Didn't you see that all the demon masters are queuing up there? This is called order, understand?"

"That's right, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand anything! If this dwarf can brush his face, then I dare to boo directly in front of Tiandao, don't you believe it?"

"Tch, just talk about it, do you think you are the prince?"

"Hey, that's all. Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously!"

"..."

While the crowd was frolicking, Yin Hong had already dragged Yang Mei and Nuo Zun to the door of the bookstore.

He just stood upright in front of Ergou, raised his head and stared at Ergou quietly.

There was not even a sound transmission in this sharp and angry look.

Seeing that the two dogs almost had weak legs, they knelt down directly.

After all, the distance was so far just now, Ergou didn't see clearly, but the distance is now.

Although Yin Hongmeng only showed a pair of eyes, Ergou saw these eyes not once or twice.

Take a closer look at the height.

If Ergou still can't recognize who this person is, then it's really a hell.

At this moment, when Ergou remembered the words he had just scolded this kid, he was so startled that his head was covered in cold sweat and his legs trembled.

Especially after finding out that the crown prince didn't even bother to transmit the sound to himself.

This is obviously angry with himself.

Fortunately, although Ergou is afraid, he also knows what the situation is now.

Dazed was holding on to his limp legs, and he didn't kneel down with a plop.

It took a long time before he stabilized his figure, and asked in that trembling voice: "Guest...Guest officer, you...what do you want?"

Although Ergou was asking questions, he was cursing secretly in his heart.

Sister, prince, what kind of trouble are you here to make...

Just suddenly, Ergou was startled, and then looked at the prince in front of him, and then at the other team of demon masters.

Overjoyed in my heart, I thought to myself: This is the crown prince secretly supporting himself.

But he could see clearly what happened just now.

For a moment, his eyes were fixed on Baqi who was not far away.

Seeing Ergou looking at him, Baqi immediately scolded back.

"What are you looking at! You bloody book seller!"

The corner of Ergou's mouth twitched when he was scolded, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Instead, he came back to his senses and greeted Yin Hong warmly.

"Guest officer, come and pick whatever you want, what book do you want?"

"That!" Yin Hong pointed casually, pointing to the eighth volume that was still wrapped in a package and was about to be opened for sale.

At this moment, the few monks who were queuing up were all stunned, and then cursed.

"Short! What do you want to do! Don't you know that you have to wait in line to buy new books?"

"Yeah, line up! Get out, shorty!"

All of a sudden, there was an uproar among the crowd.

The scene once appeared to be out of control.

Many people even threatened directly.

"Book sellers! Tell your boss to come out. If you dare to let people jump in line, Daoist will demolish your bookstore today!"

"Yes! Demolish the store!"

"Line up, line up!"

The bursts of shouts began to ring out more and more.

Ergou was really a little scared by this commotion.

He quickly raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat that was constantly coming out of his forehead.

He looked at Yin Hong in front of him begging for help.

At this moment, the old god Yin Hong was standing there quietly with his hands folded around his chest.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and he was just so deaf to the voice behind him.

As if the object of these people's yelling was not him, they ignored it completely.

Although Yin Hong was not afraid, Nuo Zun who was at the side was quite shocked.

Looking back at the turbulent appearance of the crowd, there was also a bead of sweat inadvertently dripping down on the temples.

He looked at his junior brother again, completely indifferent.

Rao even Nuo Zun was afraid.

Just kidding, he turned around and felt for a while, and found several masters who were not weaker than himself.

Especially on Kunpeng's side, although he didn't know Kunpeng, he could tell from a little feeling that this guy was faintly above him.

With the addition of those hundreds of monks, he couldn't protect this junior at all.

So he wiped off his sweat, leaned against Yin Hong lightly, and said in a low voice.

"Junior brother, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time! Let's withdraw it? We will buy it another day. If there is a big trouble, I'm afraid senior brother won't be able to stand it."

Hearing this, Yin Hong under the mask twitched the corners of his mouth, and then said lightly: "Boss, I want three copies!"

This...

As soon as Sanben shouted out, the venue exploded in an instant!

Especially the team that Yin Hong lined up before.

Each of them even started to take out the magic weapon.

This scared Nuo Zun.

If it was just now, there was only a trace of sweat dripping from his temples.

Seeing that some guys were pulling out magic weapons, the sweat on the entire forehead suddenly increased like a dog.

He quickly looked at Yang Mei and said anxiously.

"Master, you don't want to persuade the younger brother? I'm afraid there will be a big mess if you continue to do it!"

However...

Yang Mei just smiled faintly, took out a gourd of wine from his waist, and drank it gulpily, as if he hadn't heard Nuo Zun's words at all.

This made Nuo Zun so anxious that he was in a hurry.

Hearing the noise outside the shop again and again.

Nuo Zun finally panicked, and hurriedly grabbed Yin Hong's waist, wanting to pick it up and run away.

He kept apologizing in his mouth: "Junior Brother, I'm sorry, I made thousands of mistakes, and it's all my senior brother's fault. But no matter what, my senior brother has to save your life first. Otherwise, if there is a real fight, my senior brother Brother can't protect you."

Before he finished speaking, just when Nuo Zun hugged Yin Hong.

However, he suddenly found that the aura on this kid's body suddenly increased.

When I hugged myself, I couldn't hug him.

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===Chapter 331 You will flatter ===

"What's the situation?" Nuo Zun was taken aback for a moment, he knew that his junior brother had some cultivation.

But I never thought that this cultivation base would be so powerful. Although I hugged it casually, I didn't hug it.

Just when he was still trying to use his strength, he was hit by Yang Mei's jug on his arm.

"Master? What are you doing? I'm doing this for the sake of my younger brother."

Yang Mei looked at Nuo Zun, shook his head in disappointment, and softly reprimanded: "You, learn from your junior brother, don't panic at every turn. You have to do it in front of any problem, and you don't change your face when Mount Tai collapses in front of you, you know? ?”

"This..." Nuo Zun was speechless, and really wanted to reply.

Master, if you are willing to make a move, the disciple will naturally collapse, and the disciple will face it with a smile.

But when you took your apprentice across the sea, you said that you would never make a move easily in the Eastern Continent.

If you don't act, and you don't allow your apprentice to run away with your junior, what kind of trouble is this going to cause?

However, Nuo Zun never dared to disobey Yang Mei's instructions, so he could only stand quietly by holding hands and feet.

Let the rows of sweat continue to slide down.

"Get out! Line up!"

"queue!!!"

At this moment, the sound outside was getting louder and louder.

Several people even raised their knives and slowly surrounded him.

But just when they were full of murderous intent, they were about to approach the door of the store.

At this moment, Yin Hong's slightly drooping eyes finally flashed a gleam of coldness.

The corners of the lips under the mask showed even more anger.

Suddenly looking back, in front of all the immortals, he sneered lightly.

"Line up? Hehe!"

With this smile, the audience felt a little strange.

Immediately, Yin Hong suddenly yelled again.

"In the world of the Great Shang Dynasty!"

"I want to see, who the hell dares to ask me to line up!!!"

With this explosive sound, the domineering energy was fully released, and the momentum of the whole body also rushed out.

This shout, the backlog of anger in his heart for a long time.

Coupled with his long-established aura of superiority.

In an instant, the people who were shouting couldn't help but retreat.

All were taken aback by this momentum.

Especially the ones with the knives in front of them were so scared that they had no murderous intent.

It has to be said that this aura does indeed carry the prestige of a king.

And just this kind of courage is definitely something that no one can have.

"This...what is the origin of this dwarf?"

"You ask me, how do I know? Hush...you dare to call me a dwarf? This is definitely a related family! Do you want to die?"

"Fuck, are you being bluffed?"

"Come on, those who carry the knife! This kid is pretending!"

Following Yin Hong's domineering roar.

The sound in the venue suddenly reversed polarity.

However, some discerning people among them took a deep look at the little man again, and the sweat on their backs couldn't help soaking through their vests.