Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

"Master, if someone wins this competition, will you really pass 'No Solution' to the winning disciple?" Xia Yanran was very moved by the famous sword.

No solution.No solution.As the name suggests, the sword has no medicine in the world.

Anyone stabbed or scratched by Wujie, no matter how small the wound is, will never heal.

Song Le nodded, and said seriously: "That's natural, I will go back on my word."

Xia Yanran's eyes lit up, but after a while, he couldn't help asking: "Master, me and Feng Xi, who do you want to win?" Progress made him faintly uneasy, so he said this softly, but in reality he was subtly nervous and unwilling.

The two people in the room didn't notice that a figure outside the door stopped after hearing these words, and retreated to the door to stand still.

Song Le pressed the pages of the book with her slender fingers, a little surprised, she was startled, and did not answer immediately.

In fact, she doesn't know who is better between Feng Xi and Xia Yanran now, but the "I want you to compete with Luo Jingchen" that she said anxiously at that time was actually just an excuse to be nice to him. She has achieved what she wanted, so there is no need to put so much pressure on Feng Xi...

"I don't want anyone to win, you are all my disciples." Song Le said lightly.

"Really." Xia Yanran was stunned, the alienated tone made him a little depressed, "Why is Master so indifferent to me now..."

Song Le is helpless, he has asked this question more than once, but she is not Song Wuyou, she can't pamper him in every possible way like Song Wuyou.

What's the use of asking a hundred times.

But Xia Yanran bit his lip, looked up at her stubbornly and said, "If I win, Master...can you treat me as well as before?"

He seemed to have missed something, and every time he thought about it, comparing the two, he felt heartbroken and uncomfortable.

Maybe the master in the past had an intention to treat him so well, but it is better than the current master who seems to have no him in his eyes!

Song Le felt even more helpless when he heard this. After thinking about it, he persuaded: "Xia Yanran, the kindness in the past is not really good for you. Knowing good and evil, and knowing right and wrong are what you should learn now. My pet If you want to indulge you, it will hurt you, understand."

"...I don't understand, I don't want to understand." Xia Yanran lowered his head, puffed his cheeks, and his voice was muffled.

Song Le really lost his temper with his child, so he said in a cold voice: "Okay, don't ask me if you don't understand, you won't listen to what I say."

Xia Yanran felt even more uncomfortable when he heard the words. After feeling angry for a while, he asked aggrievedly: "Why did Master call me by name and surname? I will listen to you when you say it well, isn't it good!?"

Song Le choked: "!" What an ancestor!

But if he listens when you speak well, then she can speak well.

Unable to read the book anymore, Song Le simply closed the book, paused and said: "Yan Ran, I hope you understand that I am not ignorant of the things you bullied Feng Xi and other fellow students in the past, but I always thought you He will wake up on his own, but you don't, so I can only teach you these things in person. Also, Feng Xi... is a child with great potential, 50 years in Hedong, 50 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, the world is impermanent, you If you really want to achieve something, you have to cast aside those worldly eyes, treat people equally, consider the same when you see the good, and reflect on yourself when you see the bad, can you listen to me?"

Her tone was only a little softer when she talked about the seal. After Xia Yanran noticed it, an unknown fire burned in her heart, but she still reluctantly said obediently: "Well, yes, I like Master. Call me Yanran."

Song Le sighed, and didn't know whether she really listened in or went in one ear and out the other, but she did everything she could and educated everything she could, as long as she had no regrets.

Xia Yanran was in a bad mood, and on the surface he was cute and content to bid farewell to Master, but when he turned around, the smile disappeared instantly, and he even went out a little gloomy.

After walking a few steps, he bumped into the sealing seal standing at the corner like a wooden stake with an expressionless face.