Stunning Elixir: Husband, it's time to feed the spirit beasts

Chapter 225 I Have No Friends

"Do you still have to buy and sell by force when you learn art from a teacher?" The corner of Xiao Lan'er's mouth twitched.

Duanmurong pinched a strand of hair and said: "This is a world where whoever has the biggest fist has the right to speak. As long as the other party finds a reasonable name, no one can do anything about them."

Xiao Lan'er has long known that the world speaks with fists, but she was still taken aback by the way this world punishes people.

Compared to death, compared to Ling Chi, I feel the worms gnawing at my bones bit by bit, from standing to sitting and then lying down, without the support of bones, I will die completely after turning into a mass of soft flesh , is really scary.

Xiao Lan'er swallowed, and was very curious about the person Duanmurong said: "What happened to that person? Couldn't bear the pain and committed suicide?"

Xiao Lan'er felt that it was impossible for ordinary people to endure such pain, and her tone was so slowly suffering until she died, she might as well give herself a good time.

"No, he joined the Devil's Cult." Duanmurong's smile faded by two points, but he quickly returned to the look of squinting his eyes, "Although he can only sit in a wheelchair now, no one dares to I did this to him. Now Du Yuming is worried every day, afraid that he will go back and seek revenge on him."

Seemingly feeling something, Xiao Lan'er followed Duanmurong's example and narrowed her eyes: "How do you know so clearly?"

Duanmurong inquired about the contestants, but also asked about rumors and anecdotes about the relatives of the contestants?

Duanmu Rong looked at Xiao Lan'er with squinted eyes and a smile, but did not answer Xiao Lan'er's question.

Meeting Duanmu Rong's eyes that concealed countless calculations, Xiao Lan'er felt cold all over.

Duanmu Rong curled up the long hair in front of him little by little with his fingers: "Xiao Lan'er, I hope we can be friends."

Xiao Lan'er narrowed her eyes little by little, looking at this squint-eyed monster.

People with prettier smiles tend to be more terrifying. Xiao Lan'er has an instinctive intuition of danger for Duanmu Rong, who knows everything.

Xiao Lan'er looked at Duanmu Rong for a long time, then shook her head: "I don't like to be friends with people who have too many secrets."

Duanmu Rong's eyes were shining brightly, and the slits of the eyes revealed light: "Then you don't have any friends?"

In this world where we have to guard against being eaten at any time, everyone has a lot of secrets.

"Well, I don't have any friends." Xiao Laner admitted frankly with a smile.

There was a little crack in Duanmu Rong's usually calm smile.

Seeing Duanmu Rong's surprised expression, Xiao Lan'er chuckled lightly and said, "Don't tell me, you have friends."

Duanmu Rong's eyes opened.

Xiao Lan'er put her palm lightly on Duanmu Rong's shoulder: "Cultivation is destined to be a lonely road. Everyone's road is different. One more friend is one more burden. Anyone who wants to cultivate the Tao will not Who will you really consider as a friend. After all, the way of heaven is ruthless, and only ruthless can you have the opportunity to approach the way of heaven infinitely. Duanmurong, I think your ambition should not be limited to the world of Tibet and Yanzhong, right?"

Duanmurong looked at Xiao Lan'er who said these words without changing his face in surprise: "You..."

"Duanmu Rong, the word "friend" is not meant to be regarded as a friend when we meet again and say hello. The relationship of acquaintance is more suitable for us." Xiao Lan'er looked at Duanmu Rong and said with a smile, "I feel unwell and want to go back to the inn to rest Yes, see you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)