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After eating this sumptuous dinner, Xiao Ju lay on Zeng Yi's shoulder, while Zeng Yi and Yan Que walked on the streets at night. The night wind blew slowly in their faces, fluttering their clothes and hair.
"So, are you full? If not, I'll buy you some?" Zeng Yi asked as he looked at Yan Que, who was lowering his head and following his footsteps.
Yanque shook his head, "I'm full."
"Oh, where are you going now? Going home?" Zeng Yi asked again.
Hearing this, Yan Que did not speak and became silent.
Seeing her like this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but think of her experience, and he couldn't help but sigh.
It seems that she has no home!
"How about you come back to the hotel with me and stay one night?"
Li Que still didn't speak, and still followed him silently with his head lowered. This situation left Zeng Yi a little confused.
It’s so hard to guess what the little girl is thinking!
The two of them walked silently on the street. This atmosphere made Zeng Yi very embarrassed.
"Brother, are you a soul master?"
After a long time, Yan Que's crisp voice broke the awkward atmosphere and asked Zeng Yi.
"Soul Master? Yes, what's wrong?" Zeng Yi replied subconsciously.
Hearing Zeng Yi's affirmation, Yan Que was also convinced. There was still some hesitation and struggle in his eyes, but then his eyes became firm.
There is only this opportunity, and I have no other choice. I must seize this opportunity!
Thinking of this, Yan Que gritted his teeth and quickly ran to Zeng Yi. Facing the man in front of him, he quickly knelt down to him.
Her behavior shocked Zeng Yi. Just as he was about to speak, she spoke loudly first.
"Brother, please accept me as your disciple! I know that it is wrong for me to do this and use you to threaten my kindness. However, I have no chance. I must become stronger!"
Yanque didn't give Zeng Yi a chance to react. He quickly said what he wanted to say, and then kowtowed hard to Zeng Yi. Zeng Yi could clearly hear the force of the kowtow. There was a clear sound from the ground.
"Please promise me that my talent is very good! I have an innate soul power of the ninth level, and I will not be worse than others. I can cook and do laundry, even if you accept me as a servant. Just teach me Just practice! I must...must become stronger...must become stronger..."
Yan Que pressed her forehead against the cold ground, her body trembling. She was afraid, afraid that Zeng Yi would say no. She continued to plead to Zeng Yi, and as she spoke, her voice began to sob again.
Looking at the girl kneeling in front of him, her thin body still shaking, Zeng Yi's eyes couldn't help but become sharp and cold.
As she said it, Zeng Yi could easily think of the story. Although the innate ninth-level soul power is not as good as the innate full soul power, it is still an extremely powerful talent. He awakened his soul power at the age of six, and speaking of Que being eight years old, it took two years for his soul power to reach level ten. He did not become a soul master. This was definitely not due to poor talent. No matter how poor he was, he could still be as good as he had been. Yi Xiantian's level 4 soul power is poor?
You can imagine how much suffering she has suffered over the years and how much trouble she has made. Just because she is an ordinary commoner and those losers are nobles?
If she hadn't been lucky enough to be met by Zeng Yi, she might never have become a soul master in her life.
You know, she has an innate soul power of the ninth level. How many people in the entire Douluo world can match her?
These people are so damned!
Thinking of this, Zeng Yi felt a strong murderous intention in his heart. In his opinion, the death of each of these nobles who did nothing and bullied the weak was not a pity.
Zeng Yi didn't let her stand up. Since she wanted to become stronger, there was no shortcut. There is no way to become a strong person by relying on other people's luxury. If you can't face your own weakness and want to become stronger, it's just a ridiculous dream.
"Raise your head and look into my eyes." Zeng Yi said sternly.
Hearing this stern tone, Yan Que couldn't help but panic. Could it be that his behavior angered this big brother?
Sure enough, it is too willful to ask others for their kindness to you. It's a great kindness for my eldest brother to help me like this. I didn't think about my eldest brother at all when I did this, I just thought about my own interests.
With this thought in his mind, Yan Que raised his head tremblingly and looked into Zeng Yi's dark and deep eyes standing in front of him.
Looking at these red tearful eyes, there was firmness in their eyes, but also a little timidity and fear, but they were still able to look directly at themselves, which made Zeng Yi very satisfied.
"Why do you want to become my disciple? Just to become stronger?" Zeng Yi still looked serious and asked in a calm tone.
After hearing this, Yan Que couldn't help but feel happy. The elder brother actually said this, which showed that he was willing to accept her as his disciple, as long as her answer satisfied the elder brother.
"I want to become stronger. As long as I have strength and am stronger than that person, I can avenge my mother! What he gave to me and my mother, I will definitely give back to that person!" Yan Que said to Zeng Yi, his tone There was strong hatred in his voice, and his voice was hoarse at the end. Zeng Yi could clearly feel her endless hatred and grief.
But why is this plot so familiar? Just like the plot of the protagonist in those Internet articles, he was abandoned by his family and depended on his mother, but because of his extreme talent, he was resented by others, and his life was very bumpy. But in the end, he still waited for his own plug-in, or did the old man complete the destiny of the child and start to rise from the bottom to the top?
But then again, I, the time traveler, am not the protagonist? Can you believe this?
Yes! Tang San is also a time traveler, as if he is the protagonist of Douluo.
Zeng Yi looked at Yan Que's determined eyes and couldn't help but wonder, is she also a time traveler? Is she the real protagonist?
What about yourself? It's a plug-in, or it's more accurate to say it's an old man.
Thinking of this, Zeng Yi felt a little overwhelmed.
"If that's all, then I can't accept you as my disciple." Zeng Yi replied calmly. Although he was thinking about some messy things just now, he still really listened to what Yan Que said to him.
Zeng Yi's words were like a huge boulder, breaking the last straw in her heart, making her body tremble. It was as if her whole body had fallen into an endless ice cave. It was so cold that she felt unbearable. Get a hint of warmth.
"Why... why..."
Yanque's eyes were hollow, without a trace of life, and he just stared blankly at Zeng Yi in front of him. Tears fell silently from his eyes, and he murmured a question.
"Why? Are you getting stronger just for revenge?" Zeng Yi asked calmly without any mercy on his face.
"Shouldn't it be right? Shouldn't he die? If it weren't for him, my mother would not have brought me to this city as a child, and would have been looked down upon by others, and finally died of fatigue. Is there anything wrong with me hating him? If you can't even protect your own woman, then why did you pester my mother in the first place? Why? Shouldn't he die! What's wrong with me taking revenge!" Yan Que's delicate cheeks instantly turned ferocious, and his palms gripped the ground tightly. , the skin and flesh were torn, and the blood dyed the ground red, and he shouted heartbreakingly at Zeng Yi.
A crisp slap sounded.
Zeng Yi slapped Yan Que on the face, causing her brain to be stunned for a moment.
"Then you just become stronger for such a superficial reason? Ridiculous!" Zeng Yi grabbed her collar with one hand, lifted Yan Que in front of his face, looked at her with sharp eyes, and said in a cold voice.
"It is impossible to become a strong man by relying only on the idea of revenge. In that case, you will be swallowed up by the flames of your own hatred sooner or later, do you know!"
"This is just the idea of a weak person. If you only hold such an idea, then your life will be like this." Zeng Yi said and let go of Yan Que's collar, and she fell down powerlessly. on the ground.
Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Yan Que, who was lying on the ground with his eyes dull and lifeless after being hit by him. He was already doubting his life.
Are my words too serious? It seems that I am not very suitable to be a teacher!
However, your idea must be wrong!
"Think about it! Why are you able to persist until now? Is it really just the resentment of revenge in your heart?"
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