"Oh, look, two yellow-skinned monkeys are arguing!"

"They are always like this, noisy and rude..."

"The foot basin is not bad. The Chinese are simply the most extinct race in the world, just like a virus!"

A lot of white people were talking about it, and one of them was wearing a black priest costume said: "Please don't argue, I think this matter should be left to the knights of the gods to deal with. [, text first"

With his words, the whole space became silent, and then someone cheered: "Knight of the God!"

Some white men with white scarves left quietly, and few yellow and black men watched and stayed.

With that cheer, many white men shouted in unison: "Holy Knights!"

"Supreme glory!"

"The will of the gods protect them!"

"The crown of victory belongs to them!"

"The proud warriors lift their horses' hooves and trample on the humblest bastards! The knights fighting for us, the gods protect them!"

"Crusader!"

One after another, the white people's faces flushed and excited, shouted slogans in unison, and finally shouted the title of "Crusader". Huge waves rang out throughout the square, shaking Xu Le's ears faintly.

Is this their source of power?

Something was leaping faintly, Xu Le's mood became excited, and he felt that the heart of the world that was integrated with his soul was still there.

Why is this happening? Maybe it is not willing to be dull?

Surrounded by a group of white people, Xu Le, who was not conspicuous, became conspicuous. In fact, there were only three yellow people, the foot basin man, the thin Chinese and Xu Le left in the entire venue.

"Do you want to see the Crusader's trial?" said a white man looking at Xu Le maliciously, smiling, but undoubtedly the kind of disdainful one.

Xu Le ignored him and looked at the thin Chinese man and said, "We should leave."

The Chinese shook his head: "It's okay, Westerners like procedural justice the most, I believe nothing will happen. On the contrary, I will accuse the white man of racial discrimination and personality insults against us yellow people."

Xu Le looked at him speechlessly: "I don't think you look like a fool either? Don't you know what kind of organization the Crusaders in history are? Can't you feel the malice around you?"

"Yes, I know, but I believe in the power of civilization more. Don't you believe it? From the beginning of our understanding of the world, the highest degree of civilization we accept is Western civilization. From our newspapers and books, there are many noble Westerners. Isn't this the power of civilization?" The thin man looked at Xu Le and said seriously.

Xu Le looked at his eyes, his eyes were clear and transparent. He believed in Western civilization from the bottom of his heart and was willing to accept and like this civilization. No wonder he just spoke ill of his feet and did not argue too much with the white people.

Xu Le has nothing to say about such a pure, idealistic person, rather than a person who is malice and interests to slander his country.

He is willing to believe in such a world, so he can believe it.

Inexplicably, Xu Le even felt a sense of loneliness. For some reason, he remembered Dan Rou.

If you control such a mission space, and what people in it yearn for is no longer the meaning of the mission space itself, then you should indeed be very lonely, right?

Turning around and walking slowly towards his own way, Xu Le no longer had the interest in meddling in other people's business.

Even if he is himself, how much better he can get! Even the Zanpakura ability given to him by Danrou also needed someone to explain to him the "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Jing" and he realized that what qualifications he has to criticize this thin Chinese as a representative of culture?

"You can't leave, the Crusaders are coming, and you have to wait for trial too!" A white man stopped Xu Le and shouted loudly with a malicious smile.

His words aroused a lot of consent.

Xu Le stopped: "I can't see that I need to stay."

"That's because you're very stupid, yellow-skinned"

Before the clamoring white man finished speaking, Xu Le raised his finger and directly pointed it on his forehead.

A long-lost force surged out quickly, and in an instant, it was released through his palm.

Just like many times I have used it, the white man suddenly turned into flames!

Xu Le's mouth gently curled up, and a perfect smile was brought on: The heart of the world, your power is still there!

"Puff!" Xu Le blew out the flame floating in front of him, and walked towards his teleportation magic array with steady steps.

The white people made way out in panic, and some people screamed at a loss: "God! He killed people in the square! That's a skill that only the crusaders could have!"

Someone quickly covered the man's mouth, and the whole square was silent. All the white people looked at Xu Le with the look of looking at the demon, watching him disappear into the teleportation magic circle.

"Who is calling for the Crusaders?" A voice sounded, and the white people woke up.

Two figures in exactly the same armor walked over through the crowd, and the man in the priest's clothes stepped forward: "There are two yellow people here making noise, disturbing the order of the entire square. Please give the crusaders a judgment?"

The two "crusaders" were silent for a moment, holding their hands in front of their chests: "My supreme god, please give me the power to judge the enemy."

Buzz!

After a slight roar, an invisible force flew across the entire square. Although it was impossible to see, everyone in the square could feel that the power was indeed right beside them.

The two crusaders took steps to the front of the Football Man and the Chinese: "Did you disturb the order in the square?"

"I'm very sorry, very sorry! I didn't mean to make such a mistake! It's just because of me."

The man with his feet bent down and said it, a crusad had already waved the light of his sword in his hand. The man with his feet was cut off his head and blood gushed out.

Another crusader also drew out the long western sword on his waist and pointed at the thin Chinese: "Yellow race, do you admit the sin you committed?"

"The sin I committed? I did not commit sin! I want to make accusations that some people have racial discrimination and have made inappropriate remarks to me!" said the thin Chinese man with a pale face.

"Accusation? Who are you going to accuse? Yellow Pig?" The crusader snorted disdainfully, and the white people in the square burst into laughter!

"He wants to accuse us! Hahahaha!!!"

"Yellow-skinned pig, you've smoked too much opium!"

"We set the rules, and he also wants to sue us with the rules! Hahahaha!"

The Chinese man opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "No! Impossible! Didn't you all follow the process of civilization? Why do you do this? Didn't you come from a civilized society?"

"Civilization? Yellow-skinned pig, you need to see clearly. Our civilization has rapidly developed into a civilization higher than you. It is based on the plunder of resources and wealth of yellow and black people. Without your contribution, how could we have given birth to so many civilized rules? The so-called rules are that after we wiped the flesh and blood at the corners of our mouths, we decided to eat less ugly."

The crusader raised his sword high, then fell heavily: "And here, do you think we need to maintain the cloak of civilization?"

The Chinese people's heads rolled down groaningly, with a sudden smile on their lips: It turns out that I know right, and the Western civilization I like is also correct, but it has changed when it comes to the space of the Kingdom of God.

Xu Le was still a little joyful when he returned to the team space of the Kingdom of Gods: the heart of the world is still there and can even play a role, which means that after he gets the Colonial Jade, he can return to his previous peak period.

Although there is no longer the "Heaven and Man and the Determinant of the Nature" and "Wanhua" brought by Zanpakura, when Sula reaches any step, he can already safely spend most of the mission world.

After thinking about it again, Xu Le decided that he would never enter the square again before he got the Bengyu. The power of the Heart of the World was used less and it was not worth wasting because of these trivial matters of racial discrimination.

When he has Bengyu and has infinite spiritual power again, that kind of thing is really a trivial matter.

Pushing open his door, Xu Le walked in and couldn't wait to start training.

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