bdsm-fiction Chapter 65 French Chicken Soup Appears
Chapter 65 French Chicken Soup Appears
Xu Xia raised her little hands and asked solemnly:
"Dean, I have a question. If the heir of the big family who is killed happens to be a member of the seven major sects, for example, he is a direct descendant of the seven major sects, will anything happen if he is killed?"
Flanders glared at Xu Xia. This kid has no sharp eyesight at all. Didn't you see that he was working hard?What does it mean to interrupt midway?
There are still a lot of things to tell these little guys about the Great Soul Fighting Arena, otherwise it will be him who makes a joke and loses his face when he enters later.
Flanders' mouth twitched and he said with a smile:
"Haha, do you think that the direct descendants of the seven major sects are just papery? You can kill them if you want? Moreover, with their status, even though their strength may not be as strong as a little monster like you, don't forget that the sects behind them The sect is too powerful. If you just throw out a few of the treasures in the sect and carry them with you, it is possible to double the combat power. How can you kill them? It’s more like waiting to be killed."
"Ah! In that case, it's not cheating? It's not fair."
Xiao Wu pouted, quite unconvinced.
Flanders didn't take it seriously and said:
"Why, you are still not convinced. I will tell you another reason today. If so-and-so's family is not powerful, so-and-so is a scumbag. Don't say it in front of me!
Because you are not qualified!
Do you know how much the elders of the family have earned through the hard work of several generations, or even more than a dozen generations, at this stage?Since you don’t know, don’t make unreasonable accusations.
After creating such a huge family business, is it possible that you still expect them to show love and be selfless contributors? If it were you, what would you do?
Then, they give the children of their own clan a lot of generous things, even random treasures. For an ordinary soul master, they may never see it in this life, but that is what people should have when they are born.
There is no absolute fairness in this world, so I said that the Great Soul Fighting Arena is a relatively fair place. Absolute fairness is just a fairy tale to deceive children. You are not young anymore. You are the most It is best to understand this truth early, which will help you live longer. "
Silence, which the constant noise of the streets could not break.
What Flanders said was rough but not rough, it was profound and simple. Yes, why should I say it was unfair?
Even Xiao Wu herself turned around because she was a 10-year-old soul beast, the soft-bone charm rabbit. There will be almost no bottlenecks in her cultivation along the way. As long as she continues to practice, everything will fall into place, and she doesn't even need a soul ring. Get it alone and it will come naturally.
Tang San was a human being in two lifetimes, and the benefits brought to him by the memory of his previous life are self-evident. If we really want to talk about fairness, then he is the real unfair one.
The same is true for Zhu Zhuqing. Although she is facing a similar crisis to Dai Mubai in her family, and may even lose her life for it, without the favorable conditions of her family, even if she is a genius, she would not be able to succeed in 12 so smoothly. Before the age of 27, the soul power level reaches level [-].
Dai Mu looked at Flanders in a daze, and his admiration for the dean deepened in his heart. After listening to Jun's words, he suddenly realized that his fate so far can be regarded as a tragedy. He was suppressed by his own eldest brother. He was beaten without the slightest strength to fight back, but compared to many ordinary people, he was still much better.
Even if he will die tomorrow, what he once had is also the pinnacle that most people in this world can't even imagine.
Ma Hongjun lowered his head. He used to hate rich people, but now he still hates rich people. Why doesn't he have a good father?
Ning Rongrong twirled her fingers and lowered her head, thinking about a question in her mind. She was an auxiliary soul master. Did Flanders, an old thief, want to send her to the ring and then kill someone with a borrowed knife?If this is the case, what should you do?
The other party was Soul Saint, and she couldn't beat him. The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't figure it out and she wanted to cry.
Xu Xia didn't feel much about this. In the era of information explosion in her previous life, such words could be easily read on Twitter, Kuai Kuai, or by looking at the WeChat public account, whether it was poisonous or non-toxic. The pile is almost becoming an insulator.
If nothing else happens, Flanders will say next, since you guys are so desperate and can’t make a certain second-generation model, then work hard and become a certain first-generation model, and let your descendants inherit the glory you have created. , allowing them to win at the starting line from the moment they are born, no, from the moment they become fertilized eggs.
Flanders paid close attention to every move of the students. What he said just now was a bit sharp, and he hoped they could bear it.
Overall, the effect was very good, and he enjoyed the feeling of being a spiritual mentor very much.
Military guidance may teach a reckless person, while spiritual guidance may be a sublimation of the soul level, and they are two completely different concepts.
However, when Flanders' eyes fell on Xu Xia, he found that the boy was curling his lips, with a very unruly expression, showing deep disdain.
This is so fucked up, don’t you think so?Disdainful? !
Doesn’t what labor and management say make sense?
"Ahem! Boy Xu Xia! Do you have any objections to what I said?!"
Flender's eyes were like lightning, staring at Xu Xia like a hawk.
Xu Xia's expression froze, and she secretly thought that she was careless. She was thinking too much just now and forgot a truth. Danger often comes from around her.
"Report to the dean, the dean is right, the dean is right, the dean is very right, listening to the dean's words is better than studying for ten years or traveling thousands of miles.
The dean’s words are like the rainbow that appears after the rain and the sky clears up, illuminating the direction of my life.
The dean's words were like the muffled thunder in the crisp autumn air, waking up the dreamer.
According to the dean,..."
"Okay! Stop it!"
Flanders has a big head. Why does this bastard kid speak so nicely? Forget it, forgive him. Whoever makes himself a good teacher is not as knowledgeable as this kid.
Anyway, this kid is not a good bird. It will be a blessing to hope that he will not deceive others in the future.
The people who were deep in thought suddenly felt that they couldn't keep up with the rhythm. What was going on? When they were thinking about the major events in life, the painting style suddenly turned into flattering on-site comparisons.
Flanders met the eyes of the group of little guys again, cleared his throat, and then spoke again, saying:
"I know you have a lot of confusion, and even a feeling of powerlessness, because most of you were not born into such a privileged and top-notch family environment.
But it doesn’t matter. The teacher is not telling you this to undermine your self-confidence, but to tell you a truth.
Since you yourself have missed the opportunity to become the second generation, then use this life to work hard and fight hard to create a good environment for your descendants.
It doesn’t matter if the second generation can’t do it, we can do it for the first generation!A generation is always the most glorious generation!Do you have any confidence? "