The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 27 After Disillusionment

Mo Fan's words were like a bolt of lightning that struck Hu Liena's head, making her realize the reality in an instant.

That's right, now is the time for you to die, and you can't tolerate being soft-hearted.

Thinking of this, Hu Liena's original youthful and charming face instantly became fierce.

After dodging an attack, Hu Liena's eyes turned pink, exuding a charming luster.

When her opponent saw such a pair of eyes, he was captivated in an instant, looked at Hu Liena with an idiotic expression, and even drooled.

Seeing that the opponent was distracted by her seduction, Hu Liena stopped letting the water go, seized the opportunity, and grabbed him fiercely with her hands like claws.

I don't know if it was because she was too strong and the opponent was undefended, or if she just hit a vital point, and the opponent fell to the ground after receiving this blow.

After checking by the guards, it was confirmed that the opponent was dead, and Hu Liena also exited the arena smoothly.

Seeing her staggering towards this side, as an elder brother, Xie Yue hurried forward to support her.

Probably because of her support, Hu Liena collapsed on Xie Yue's body, which shocked everyone.

But after seeing that she just fainted and her face was a little pale, everyone was relieved.

After returning to the tent, everyone was really relieved when they heard Hu Liena's steady breathing.

Mo Fan motioned for everyone to talk outside, and seeing that Hu Liena had fallen asleep soundly, they all tiptoed out to follow.

When everyone came out, Mo Fan was a little surprised to see it.Xie Yue also followed.

Seemingly seeing through Mo Fan's mind, Xie Yue took the lead before Mo Fan asked, "Didn't you say that I can't be by her side forever."

Mo Fan is still very satisfied that he can adjust his mentality so quickly.

"In the days to come, there will be many battles like today. All we have to do is survive."

"Only by surviving this kind of fighting can I have a chance to take you out of here, understand?"

After hearing this, Qin Mo frowned slightly. He always felt that there was something in Mo Fan's words.

After savoring what he said carefully, Qin Mo looked at Mo Fan with some surprise, and hesitated to speak.

The change in Qin Mo's expression was too obvious, Mo Fan had noticed it a long time ago, and he knew exactly what he was thinking.

This kid Qin Mo usually likes to play tricks, but at critical moments, he always has wisdom beyond his age.

Rather than saying that he always has a flash of inspiration, it is better to say that he is kind and hides his clumsiness.

In fact, Mo Fan has always been curious about his real life experience, he did not believe that Qin Mo came from a small village.

Some of the things he knew were beyond the knowledge of a child in a small village.

Regarding Qin Mo's hesitation, Mo Fan smiled indifferently and admitted it generously.

"That's right, if you can't survive this stage of training, I can't bring you into the Spirit Hall."

"Even if I have an accident here, I will be one of the abandoned ones."

Mo Fan's straightforward words really shocked them.

Isn't Mo Fan the noble son of the Spirit Hall?Will it be abandoned?

And judging from his tone, it seemed that he knew this would happen a long time ago, and he would come here and become one of them.

Is this confidence in one's own strength, or disdain for others?

Seeing that several people were too shocked to speak, Mo Fan clapped his hands to bring them back to life.

Then he said: "It's not popular to be soft-hearted here. I hope that this is the only one. Can it be done?"

"why?"

Mo Fan didn't get an answer from everyone in front of him, but a weak voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Mo Fan turned around, and saw Hu Liena leaning on a tree, staring at Mo Fan in confusion, her eyes full of despair.

"Why do Wuhundian do it? Don't you think it's cruel? We are only six years old!"

When speaking, Hu Liena was trembling all over, and her whole body looked trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Xie Yue saw that she was so weak and had to force herself to stand, so she couldn't bear it, so she went to support her.

Seeing that she still refused to accept the reality, Mo Fan had no choice but to sigh.

"Is it cruel? When you really face the despair of death one day, you won't feel cruel at this time."

Speaking of this, Mo Fan no longer shy away from anything, and some things should be said more clearly.

"What kind of world do you think this is?"

As Mo Fan spoke, he glanced at everyone with a serious expression, his eyes full of sternness.

"This is a world of the jungle! In this world, you can only fight, fight, and grab! Only then can you get what you want."

"Don't imagine that as long as you work hard, you will be successful. Sometimes if you don't work hard, you don't even know what despair is!"

"There is no so-called fairness and justice in this world. Everything is done with fists."

"Justice is for the strong, and the weak have no right to speak, understand?"

Perhaps Mo Fan's topic is too serious, it is really difficult for a six-year-old child to accept.

"This is the reality, and this training camp just exposes this bloody reality to us more bluntly."

"Since you've come here, you have to be prepared to abandon your innocence."

"Here you only need to do one thing, and that is to survive."

After saying these words, Mo Fan himself felt a little heavy, he wiped his face involuntarily, and forcibly pulled himself together.

Even Mo Fan himself was a bit overwhelmed, let alone others, and now everyone was heavy-hearted and silent.

I don't know who it is, and murmured unconsciously, "What's the difference between this and a soul beast..."

The voice was very soft and vague, Mo Fan heard it, but couldn't tell who it was.

"There is no difference. If you have to say it, human beings are also a member of the soul beast, but the cultivation form is different."

After Mo Fan finished speaking, he walked back to the tent and prepared to rest.

When passing by Hu Liena's side, Mo Fan noticed that her eyes were empty and her whole body was full of despair.

Although Mo Fan had never seen it before, he could vaguely feel what it was like.

When the fantasy is shattered, what is exposed is the bloody reality.

This is a hurdle, a hurdle that must be experienced in growing up.

Today's Hu Liena is like a caterpillar transforming from a cocoon.

After passing through, she breaks out of the cocoon and becomes a butterfly, and everyone is happy; if she fails to pass, she is suffocated in the cocoon, and the only thing waiting for her is death.

This is a psychological training, and I can only rely on myself, and no one can help.

In the Wuhun Palace, in Bibi Dong's study, Bo Gang was sitting on a chair cautiously.

On the desk were the materials he had collected during his visit, and Bibi Dong was watching carefully.

To be honest, Bo Gang never dreamed that he, a little soul king, would have an audience with the Pope one day.

"Well, you did a good job, go down and receive the reward."

After reading the materials, Bibi Dong nodded in satisfaction, and prepared to send Bo Gang away.

Bo Gang was so excited. As a fan of the pope, he couldn't help trembling after receiving the pope's praise.

"It's an honor to share the Pope's worries!"

Bo Gang bowed respectfully to Bibi Dong, and walked out of the study with his head held high.

"Is there any problem with identity background?"

After Bo Gang left, Ghost Douluo's voice came from the shadows.

"Others are nothing, but this person is very interesting."

Bibi Dong handed a document to the shadow, and Ghost Douluo took it smoothly.

"How to deal with it?"

Ghost Douluo didn't say a word about this information, and asked directly how to deal with it.

"Just keep an eye on that old guy's family. As for him, let Mo Fan decide for himself."

After Bibi Dong received the information, Ghost Douluo disappeared into the darkness again.

"Big families are interesting. For the sake of power, they can do anything." Bibi Dong put down the documents in her hands, her tone full of sarcasm.

The rising breeze blows into the study room, flipping through the books and documents on the table.

The corner of the document in Bibi Dong's hand was also lifted, revealing the words on it for a short time.

Qin Mo!

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