Use the calmest voice and speak the most arrogant words.
And believe it.
Such people are either lunatics trapped in self-fantasy, or...
A genius who will definitely reach the top if he doesn't die young!
A complicated thought flashed through his heart. Xue Qinghe looked at the high-spirited look of the young man beside him, and suddenly felt some inexplicable regret.
Did the time and efforts she put in at Tiandou really pay off?
No one wants to be high-spirited and admired by everyone.
So does she.
Unlike the ignorant young man in front of her, if she wanted to achieve the high-spirited look of the other party, she didn't need to make any preparations.
Because of her talent and background, she can easily overwhelm all her peers.
Including the saint Hu Liena that the woman intended to set up in the Wuhun Palace today!
Unfortunately, she chose the hardest path.
And he cut himself off.
Just trying to prove myself...
Prove yourself to that woman!
Chen Xin's eyes closed slightly, turned sideways, and fell into silence.
Talking to an idiot is an insult to him.
And continuing to argue with an idiot will only prove that he is also an idiot.
If it weren't for Prince Tiandou's face...
never mind...
Sighing softly in his heart, Chen Xin gave up the idea of taking action.
It's not that he's relenting.
Which titled Douluo didn't crawl out of blood and fire?
So soft-hearted?
nonexistent.
He just considered that the impact of doing so would not be good.
In order to prevent the "big tree attracting the wind" from being suppressed by Wuhun Palace, to a certain extent, he tried not to do anything even if he could.
Gu Rong also stood on the same front as the old man.
Accepting a disciple...
He has been waiting for so many years and doesn't mind waiting any longer.
What's more, taking this opportunity to see clearly this young man's character is enough.
Talent is talent, and character is character.
Talent determines how far a soul master can go, while character determines how likely a soul master is to die young.
Look at the arrogance and arrogance of this kid in front of me...
Gu Rong shook his head in his heart, expressing that he was not optimistic about the boy in front of him.
After pondering for a long time, Ning Fengzhi smiled and said:
"Okay! Everyone has his own ambitions. Although our Qibao Glazed Sect welcomes talents from all over the world, we never force it!"
"I hope that one day I can see my little friend standing on the top of the mountain!"
"I would like to borrow the auspicious words of Sect Leader Ning."
He quickly drank the cup of tea in his hand, put the cup on the tray with his backhand, stood up, and the carriage stopped automatically. He stepped out of the carriage with an expressionless face, and stood outside the carriage. Lu Yuan bowed his hand politely.
Only then did the three white horses dare to take steps and run forward.
Turning sideways to make way for the carriage behind him, the young man expressionlessly grabbed the Taixu Bone Gun and put it on his shoulder, then hung his shoulder bag on it; he returned to the carefree look he had at the beginning. look like.
The dust coming towards the face was automatically blocked by the space barrier.
"Every time I'm in a good mood, something happens that puts me in a bad mood..."
Sighing softly, Lu Yuan felt speechless from the bottom of his heart.
He didn't provoke anyone. He was stopped by a sudden drink while walking on the road. Then he received the invitation from the other party. After a simple test, he heard the rejection and was declined...
It can be said that it comes when called and goes away when waved.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He drank the tea first and put it on the plate. He said "see the guest off" in an anti-customer manner, thus retaining his little dignity.
Although he doesn't know if there is such a subtext in this world, Lu Yuan thinks that there is...
that's enough.
Why should you care about what others think of what you do?
The right and wrong of everything in the past are just concepts he attached to himself.
In this weird world, as long as he is strong enough, even if he says, "It's not me, it's the world that's wrong," how many people would dare to refute?
Of course, this is just his current superficial view.
Just like the shallow view he thought was correct six years ago. Gu Yi
Lu Yuan did not dare to say that his views this time were mature.
He just hopes that this time he won't go astray like he did six years ago...
Right and wrong exist for a moment.
But good and evil always exist.
The original good has been corroded by evil, but evil cannot be eradicated. It can only be integrated and suppressed with more beautiful good.
so...
"They should be happy that they didn't meet me three months ago."
After whispering to himself for a moment, the young man suddenly laughed.
It's not the kind of hysterical laughter; it's the kind of laughter that happens inadvertently when you encounter a very interesting thing.
Lu Yuan took out a small notebook from the small world, took off the pen cap, and left a line of crooked handwriting on the notebook.
Occasional whims should be written down to avoid forgetting them later, right?
"1. I hope I can drink and sing loudly and see all the beautiful scenery in the world."
"2. I hope to raise a group of cute, lively and smart little animals..."
Silently glancing at the shoulder bag hanging on the tip of the gun behind him, Lu Yuan moved his pen slightly and left the words "completed" behind this wish.
Being too lively is not good either.
Fortunately, Wade and his wife can manage it...
"Third, I hope to taste all the different flavors of food in the world."
"4. I hope to have a sweet love."
"5. I hope that I can live happily every day and not meet any stupid human beings."
The messy sound of horse hooves came, and the pen tip paused slightly, leaving a black spot on the paper.
A rider rushed over and stopped not far from Lu Yuan.
"Is this Mr. Liuyuan?"
"I am. What's the matter?"
The rider dismounted, then reined in the weak horse beside him, trying to pull the horse over.
Little did he know that in the eyes of this horse, this was no different from dying.
Therefore, one person and one horse began an awkward tug-of-war.
After waiting for a moment, Lu Yuan turned his pen wordlessly and stopped the farce.
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
"As entrusted by His Highness the Crown Prince, I learned that my husband has no mount, so I asked the villain to bring a horse to him for his transportation."
"I understand, thank you."
The rider nodded, then pulled the reins of the horse beside him, trying to pull the horse over.
"Okay... put it there, don't pull it..."
Seeing the rider being furious and gearing up to activate his martial spirit, Lu Yuan stopped him with a dumbfounded cry, stepped forward, and the horse knelt down docilely.
Bowing awkwardly to Lu Yuan, the rider quickly got on his horse and chased the convoy without looking back.
Liumen controls the horse.
It's really embarrassing...
Two rays of silver flashed, and the horse shook its head happily, and then was lifted up with the support of soul power.
"I'm not a big fan of kneeling, including that of animals."
Lu Yuan conveniently stuffed the fallen horse bridle into the small world, grabbed the notebook, stepped on the saddle, and climbed onto the horse's back in a slightly embarrassed posture.
Riding a horse for the first time in my life.
Fantastic feeling.
Moreover, this horse is extremely docile and cooperates with his every move.
It made him very satisfied.
Therefore, after giving Qian Renxue a five-star review from the air, Lu Yuan added another line to his first wish:
1. I hope to be able to "ride a horse", drink and sing, and see all the beautiful scenery in the world.
That's right!
Wishes can be added and modified!
This is a strange feature that Lu Yuan added to the small notebook in his hand!
Just like his weird character here talking nonsense and making up random things~
Very strange.
Then, the pen tip paused slightly and left the last two lines of writing on the small notebook.
6. I hope that tragedy will never happen again.
7. I hope to return to my hometown after death.
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