But for Lou Ruojin, that feeling was very inconsistent.
There was a strange feeling that seemed to be skinny and skinny.
This strange feeling made Lou Ruojin's eyes look a little deeper.
The young man looked at his expressionless look and shook his head in admiration.
"But as far as Chen is concerned, the Prime Minister is well-deserved for the four words that Master Fanpong said about the peerless son.
The reason why Master Fanpong did not pin these four words on the Prime Minister is just because Master Fanpong has never met the Prime Minister.
That’s all, if he sees it, he won’t define Chen as a peerless son.”
"What do you think, Prime Minister?"
There was nothing wrong with the young man's words, and they sounded like sincere flattery, but Lou Ruojin knew that these words were hidden and very targeted.
"Not really."
Regarding the young man's gentle and polite but provocative words, Lou Ruojin stroked his sleeves expressionlessly and said something specious.
"There are witches in the Western Regions.
They can change one's appearance, or they can paint one's skin and bones.
The four words of Master Fanpong's Peerless Son are not suitable for you, and I don't dare to take them seriously."
After he said this, he glanced sideways at the young man whose expression didn't change at all with slightly darker eyes, and turned to leave.
When the young man saw him like this, the corners of his lips curled up into a smile.
"Well, the son of luck is indeed different.
He can detect this just by meeting him face to face, and he is not surprised at all.
He does not insult the love of heaven.
In this case, the energy brought by this luck is even more worth it.
Take it.”
The young man pointed at the window lattice with his finger, and there was a hint of gloom on his cold face, which was half covered by the shadow of the big tree outside the window.
Click, click Su Qian, who was hiding in the air and nibbling on the dried fruits fried by the old man selling pea yellow, raised his eyebrows when he heard the young man's murmur. son of luck Lou Ruojin?
She rolled her eyes.
Lou Ruojin is indeed one of the favored children of Heaven.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the son of fate.
It's just that there is nothing to seize from the energy accumulated in the son of fate.
They are just some fortunes blessed by heaven.
Although those fortunes can be regarded as quite pure energy, they are completely useless to people like her, Shichu, Di Zhushu, and other old monsters. thing.
So why does this old monster in front of me, who is wearing someone else's skin and can't tell who he is, care so much about that little bit of luck and energy?
Hmm, very strange A certain baby was nibbling on the fruit, and there was something meaningful in his expression.
To be honest, she knew what this thing of hers was, but she really didn’t see it.
In fact, the aura in this thing’s soul was too complicated.
Yes, it was complicated.
In other words, it was messy.
It was a mess.
The things filled with various auras have been covered so that the essence cannot be seen.
Obviously, he took away a lot of energy from the Son of Destiny, and most of that energy was positive energy.
But I don't know what happened.
He didn't absorb and refine the energy, he just collected it.
Compressed and stored in Soul.
Why is this guy behaving so strangely?
Judging from the vague scent of souls, this guy is probably a dark dish itself, the opposite of what they were in the beginning.
But this is even weirder, right?
If you don't be your ghost, why are you pretending to be a fairy?
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Get so many fairy equipment, I'm not afraid of purifying your ghost and exploding it.
No, wait a moment purification explosion Su Qian touched her chin, bit into the dried fruit, and narrowed her big eyes slightly.
"So, that's what happened."
This guy wants to abandon the darkness and turn to the light.
He wants to cleanse his own negative energy through the positive energy of those children of destiny who have been blessed by heaven.
He wants to change from a little black man to a little white man.
This can also explain the overly complex aura in his soul.
What's going on, and what's the use of compressing so many positive energy balls.
Tsk A certain baby shook his head boredly.
What's wrong with this?
Roots are what they are.
Even if you can hybridize and mutate, you still can't change your essence.
Your essence may be important, but the most important thing is your brain.
If you think you are white, then you are deep.
Darkness can also be white; if you think you are black, then even if you are in the light, you are still black.
Black and white, twin poles.
They are all determined by luck and will not be easily broken.
The result of a break is likely to be the annihilation of a realm, just like the Lost Land.
Su Qian has always guessed that the loss of the Lost Land was probably caused by someone trying to change the compass set by Yunshu, and it was finally destroyed by Yunshu.
In terms of fortune, it determines the best direction of the world and the world.
However, in these directions, there will always be some people who are bumpy and displaced, and are in trouble.
This is inevitable in terms of fortune.
If it says it is heaven, then it is heaven; It says earth, and that is earth; If it says you are black, then you cannot be white; It says that you are white, even if you dye yourself black, you will not become black.
But for many people, it is very unacceptable.
However, things that are destined by fate will not be broken.
The result of forced struggle is to be destroyed.
Su Qian feels that she should understand this very well, but understanding does not mean that she agrees, nor does it mean that she does not agree, right?
Anyway, the current luck can't be compared with her, and she can't control what the luck wants, but when the day comes that she has to confront the luck, she will not flinch in any way.
She was certain of this.
Therefore, the established essence and roots are completely useless to Su Qian.
Luck can determine your roots, but it cannot determine your ideas and persistence.
It all depends on where the boundaries you set for yourself are.
Then you will not easily lose yourself, and you will be able to find your own position and flow straight away.
Upward, irresistible.
This is the most uncontrollable and fearful thing about luck.
Therefore, robbing others to achieve your own goals is not the wisest way, nor is it the most useful way.
Of course, his arsenic is my honey, his darkness is my light.
You are not me, and you don’t know my pursuit.
I am not you, and I don’t know your desire.
So even though Su Qian found this guy's behavior very boring, she didn't mean any disdain or contempt.
Everyone makes a living under the influence of luck, who has the right to laugh at anyone, right?
Su Qian chewed the dried fruit.
Well, even though he said so, this guy was obviously full of malice towards her.
From this point alone, she and him were enemies, and there was no need to explain at all.
Then here comes the problem.
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What is the correct way to deal with the enemy?
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