Riding a Phoenix to Cultivation

Chapter 280 The So-Called Coincidence (6)

"Are you talking nonsense?" The little junior stretched out his sleeve to wipe away his tears, and looked at Feng Yi like an idiot.

Feng Yi narrowed her eyes slightly, her face was cold.

Wonton, who was belatedly aware of it, hadn't realized that the younger brother's eyes were so unkind, but she was keenly aware that Feng Yi's aura had become very dangerous.

What the hell is the cold wind swishing behind you!

"You say I'm talking nonsense?" Feng Yi sneered, feeling that the little disciple with red eyes in front of him was impatient, and he obviously gave him the best solution.

Since I hate the red snail lion, it's fine to get rid of it.In that way, you can be freed from the dire situation|hot life.

"Of course you are talking nonsense. It is our duty to take care of the red snail lion. How can we kill the red snail lion?"

The little disciple spoke uprightly, so he almost pointed his sword at Feng Yi.

Wonton also felt that something was wrong at this time, it seemed that the younger brother and Feng Yi were about to tear it apart!

Wonton's heart was a little broken, she was doing well just now, she begged for mercy, maybe Fengyi would let the junior brother go!
But now...

"Why can't you kill, don't you dislike this job?"

The little junior lowered his head, and after a long time, the little junior raised his head, "It's also a duty not to like it. There are very few people in this world who can always do what they like. The senior brothers and sisters around them are also doing things they don't like, even Disgusting thing?"

Don't all the disciples who enter the Xianzong think in their hearts to seek immortality and attain the Tao?
But seeking immortality and attaining the Tao is not something everyone can do.

Disciples with good qualifications may be accepted by good masters, get high-quality resources and supplies, and don't have to worry about trivial matters in life.

But what about disciples with mediocre qualifications?

Entering the Xianmen, but being assigned various sect tasks, doing many things that I don't want to do, I don't want to do, and I even think it's a waste of time.

But does that make no sense?
A long-lasting and prosperous fairy sect always has two or three top figures.

However, if a long-lasting and prosperous fairy sect wants to run for a long time, it is impossible to succeed with only two or three top figures.

Many unknown disciples are always needed to fight and contribute in various positions.

"I don't like it, but this is what I should do. I can't blame the red snail lion just because I don't like it."

The little disciples are not loud and their voices are not loud.

But at this moment, Wonton was standing beside him, listening to him utter these words clearly, but felt that the little disciple beside him was extremely tall.

What I don't like is precisely my duty, my responsibility.

If this duty is abandoned, if this responsibility is ignored, what will happen?
The red snail lion is dead, and there are no warning spirit beasts on the immortal ship, will there be more dangers and more people will die?
"Feng Yi, I think what the little senior brother said is right. Although I don't like it, it is already a duty, so we should perform the duty."

It's like she likes to eat ginseng chicken soup, but she doesn't like looking for ginseng grass all over the mountains, but because Grandma can't run all over the mountains, she should be the one who wants to drink soup to find ginseng grass.

That's what she should do.

She can't just burn the ginseng grass because she doesn't like to look for it so tiringly.

It's like the village chief's grandfather clearly wanted Huzi to take the selection exam, but gave her the place fairly.

Feng Yi quietly stared at Wonton and the little disciple.

The two immature and still young faces showed the same sincere emotion and confidence.

They are right.

But Feng Yi smiled lightly, mockingly and mercilessly.

"You're right, but you're still wrong."

The little disciple and Wonton were stunned together, the little disciple's chest rose and fell violently, as if he was too angry.

"What's wrong, if you can't convince me, you..."

"how do I?"

"Shut it back for me!" The little disciple suddenly pointed at the red snail lion who was about to escape through the window.

Red Snail Lion: Damn, can you fight a war without hurting a poor spirit beast?
(End of this chapter)