1287: C1287 Rainbow Fart

C1287 Rainbow Fart

"Do you know Old Cat plays with rats?"

Doug looked at the Qing.

Qing looked impatient and said, "I don't know! Old Cat knows how to eat rats, but he ate them all in one bite!"

"That's called impulsive. Don't play and enjoy yourself!"

Doug smiled and said, "Old Cat will eventually eat rats, but before he does, he'll play with them until they die. That way, he'll be happy and full!"

Qing frowned and said, "Won't he still eat it? What's the difference?"

He said in confusion, "If you eat it, then eat it. Why do you have to work so hard? I really don't understand you guys!"

"Hey, calm down, calm down!"

The Doug had a smiling face like that of a born master, and said, "Let me say, Qing Zi, didn't Brother Hao tell you before he left that you should repair your temperament? Hehe ~"

"Hu ~"

Qing let out a long breath and said, "It's a success. Old Cat plays with mice. Old Cat plays with mice. I'll play with these bastards!"

"Hehe ~"

Doug grinned and said, "That's more like it!"

After saying that, the two of them quietly paid attention to the group of hypocrites at the city gate.

Among the group of hypocrites, one of them stood at the front of the group. He wore a light green robe and carried a sword on his back as he paced back and forth at the city gate. Tsk tsk tsk, he suddenly looked at the city walls and the desolate environment behind him... Preparing poetry.

This person was the person who had just said that he was going to write a poem, "Taoist Fellow Qian."

He muttered, and in his mind, he thought of many poetic words. Then, he would find the most appropriate words to put together in these words and make a poem!

The swordsmen who were with him were waiting for his poem. They were all whispering and talking, talking and laughing.

"Look at Taoist Fellow Qian. Haha, once his poetry breaks, he won't be able to stop it!"

"That's true. Taoist Fellow Qian's poem is really good!"

"That's right, that's right. Taoist Fellow Qian's poems are what we love to hear the most!"

...

A cultivator wearing a black robe stood out and said, "Hehe, everyone, I was fortunate enough to receive a poem from Taoist Fellow Qian!"

"This poem is really well written!"

As he spoke, he seemed to be very proud and showed off.

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." Were these nine swordsmen the typical example of this saying? They were all proud and liked to show off.

Therefore, they were very happy to hear this black-robed cultivator talk about the poem Taoist Fellow Qian gave him.

"Zhang Fellow Taoists, since Taoist Fellow Qian gave you the poem, you have to share it with us!"

They urged Zhang Fellow Taoists, waiting for him to say the poem.

Zhang Fellow Taoists showed off with a smile and said, "Since Fellow Taoists is so generous, I will recite it!"

As he spoke, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Black robe, black sword, heaven and earth, wherever Old Zhang goes, there will be thousands of thunderbolts!"2

When he said the last sentence, he raised his hand and shouted with a high spirit!

When his companions heard this, they applauded passionately and immediately blew up the rainbow fart.

"Good, good, good, good!"

"Good poem, good poem! Good poem! "

"This poem has a myriad of phenomena, it is a perfect match for Zhang Fellow Taoists!"

"Taoist Fellow Qian's observation is profound, and he is talented. This poem is truly excellent!"

"Poetry and Zhang Fellow Taoists are two levels above each other!"

"Hahaha!"

...

This wave of rainbow fart was really... Malan blooms, no matter what!

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