6429 The 660 who was cannon fodder
The man was also wearing a black robe. Although it was torn, it actually held up under the indiscriminate bombardment of fireballs just now and did not explode into ashes. It was obviously a robe.
Also, the man's hair was not burned. It was too strong. It was obvious that his skill was much higher than he thought.
Fortunately, she is lucky now.
I met a big boss and was tied up, unable to move.
Otherwise, even a hundred people and one dollar wouldn't be able to beat someone like her.
But when you meet a real boss, you have to respect him even if he is tied up like a dead fish.
I won't take the initiative to make enemies when it's not necessary.
The other party attacked her sneakily, but she was not a White Lotus, so she struck very decisively.
Therefore, in such a situation, it is common sense for both parties to want to knock each other down and control each other before chatting.
So Yuan Wense still said politely: "Senior, if you want anything, if it's not too troublesome, I'm willing to find it for you."
The man kept his head down, so Yuan Wense couldn't see the other person's face.
He said: "My skills are inferior to those of others. What else can I ask for? If you are willing to leave, you can leave. If you don't want to, if you want to wear me to death and collect benefits, then you can do whatever you want."
Yuan Wense said helplessly: "Why can't you believe that I am a good person? If you really don't want anything, I will really leave. I will not come back after I leave."
"Good people!" After hearing this, the man said: "Hahahahaha..." and laughed wildly: "Are there really good people in this world? How old are you, and you are still so naive?"
"I'm seventeen or eighteen years old, what's wrong? I'm born with a good life, and all the people I meet are good people, and I also want to be a good person. What, is it ridiculous?"
The man stopped talking: "There is no shortage of resources. You are still a little grandmaster at the age of seventeen, and you have the nerve to say that you are a good person. What qualifications does a weak person have to be a good person?"
The original text said: "My talent is not good."
"Talent! If everything depends on talent, what else do you need to work hard to cultivate? Cultivation, cultivation, is not willing to be a mortal, it is fighting against the sky. There is nothing to be afraid of if you have talent. As long as you work hard, there is nothing you can't do. What's more,
You are so rich."
Yuan Wense said: "Our popular saying is different from what you said. If hard work is useful, then talent is needed. Many people do not have the talent for cultivation and do not have spiritual roots. Do you think their hard work is useful?"
"There are countless ways to practice without spiritual roots. I know more than one. For example, dig out other people's spiritual roots and plant them for yourself. For example, find spiritual roots and give yourself a spiritual path.
Roots, and...as long as you work hard enough, talent doesn't matter at all."
The original text squeaked twice: "Senior, you are really miserable. I listen to what you said. Your cultivation depends entirely on hard work. You are not talented and have no resources. You have also encountered unkind people and been tricked many times."
The man was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"
"Is this all what you just told me? So senior, you have to believe in fate. The reason you met those people and those things before was because of bad luck. Now that you have met me, you should change your fate."
The man sneered: "Oh, little grandmaster, a cricket-like figure, actually wants to be the noble person in my destiny."
Yuan Wense did not answer, this is the fact.
"Who gave you the courage?"
Yuan Wense said: "They should be people who work as hard as the seniors, but their fate is not so good. They met me and everything changed. The seniors should be able to do it too."
"Okay...if..."
Chapter completed!