Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Zhao Tingrui was stopped by Fu Ling'er. He immediately turned around and asked doubtfully,

"What's the matter with Miss Fu?"

"Wait a moment, I have something else to say to you."

Fu Ling'er took Wan Qiyuan to sit down in the pavilion, and then asked Zhao Tingrui to sit down as well.

But how dare Zhao Tingrui sit there and stand there, helpless.

The other three also came over after hearing this.

"Sister Ling, why are you looking for him? He has a body that can collapse in the wind, what can he do?" Bai Yu looked at Zhao Tingrui, still disgusted.

"That's right, this guy is a weakling." Xuan Chen also agreed.

Zhao Tingrui was so stared at by the two people's naked disgust that he didn't dare to look up. He knew what he looked like.

He has not been very talented since he was a child, and it has been difficult to practice. His body is still like a leaky sieve, and no pills or tonics he takes seem to be of any use. Of course, he has never eaten anything good.

He has to be used as a spearman by Zhao Zilong at any time, and all bad things and bad things are "worried" to him, making his life very embarrassing.

When he had the slightest intention of resisting, Zhao Zilong "served" him arrogantly. When he learns that he is disobedient, the head of the family will "whip" him out of family justice.

It can be said that he has no sense of presence in the Zhao family, but in a sense, he is very "important" to the Zhao family. The Zhao family needs him very much, so they will reward him when he is too weak to get out of bed. The "leftovers" made him breathe a sigh of relief and continue to "persist".

Sometimes he also thinks that he lives such a miserable life, swallowing his anger and being useless all day long. What is the meaning of such a life?

His life is like a lone star in the dark night. Although it shines with a faint light, it is unable to dispel the endless darkness. Can't find a bright direction.

Life should be as colorful as summer flowers, but now his life is so bleak. Isn't it sad?

Whenever he couldn't hold on, Aunt Lan would look at him gently with her firm eyes and encourage him. Tell him that there is hope only when he is alive.

Although his mother did not give her a wealthy life, she used her thin body to hold up a small piece of sky for him and gave him endless care and strength. Let him live as comfortably as possible in the limited space.

But the kind and weak Aunt Lan forgot that she herself was living on thin ice in that big house without gunpowder smoke. She tried her best to support her son until he became an adult.

On the day he came of age, his mother finally couldn't hold on any longer, and her overworked body was hollowed out by the years. On her deathbed, she told her son to be strong and to live hard until the day of hope comes.

His mother passed away, and he didn't know if he had any hope. During that time, he was in despair, and he was confused and confused all day long, not knowing where to go. In his chaotic mind, he thought that it might not be a bad thing to just follow his mother.

Just like that, he was dying.

Until one night, a man claiming to be his uncle appeared in the dilapidated courtyard and pulled him out of the abyss of despair.

From that day on, he swept away the haze from his body and faced the coming days as if he were a new person. Find ways to practice hard and try to make yourself live a better life.

Even when being used for "entertainment" by Zhao Zilong of the Zhao family, he could face it with an expressionless face.

His uncle told him that before he becomes a strong man, he must endure any injustice or humiliation he encounters. Think of them as stumbling blocks to success.

When one day we put on extremely hard shoes, then lift our feet vigorously, and kick away the stumbling blocks that block our progress! Let them fly far away and no longer be an obstacle on our way forward.

Therefore, he listened to his uncle's words and lurked in the darkness from then on, slowly accumulating strength, waiting for one day to soar into the sky.

Zhao Tingrui, who was thinking a lot, looked at Fu Ling'er anxiously, wondering what she was going to say to him.

"Sit down first, sit down. Don't be formal, I'm talking about a good thing," Fu Ling'er asked him to sit down.

Zhao Tingrui didn't hesitate at this moment and simply sat opposite Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan.

"Before talking about the matter, I want to know what your attitude is towards the Zhao family? This is important to me and you. I must know your true thoughts."

"The Zhao family is not a good place. There are countless dirty things that hide evil people and people. If possible, I want to destroy him." Zhao Tingrui's eyes suddenly became deep, as if he remembered something.

His brows were slightly furrowed and his lips were pursed tightly, as if he was trying to suppress the ferocious beast in his heart.

For a time, those bad memories flooded into his mind like a tide, making him unable to resist. Pictures flashed before his eyes, scenes that had made him miserable and difficult to let go of. These memories were like sharp swords, piercing his soul mercilessly, so he wanted to destroy the Zhao family and bury all those unbearable memories there.

"You really think so, that's the Zhao family that gave birth to you and raised you?"

"Oh, that's what I think. However, my body is not up to par, and my talent is not good, otherwise I would have taken action long ago. Since I can't shake his foundation, I will disintegrate him bit by bit like an earthworm shaking a tree. ." Zhao Tingrui said fiercely with red eyes.

"Okay, since you have such great ambitions, let me help you. In the future, you must keep your word. You can take this," Fu Ling'er pushed the ring in front of Zhao Tingrui.

"You have also seen these resources, are they enough for you to become a strong person?"

"Miss Fu, you..." Zhao Tingrui looked at Fu Ling'er in shock. He didn't expect that Miss Fu would do this. He could clearly see how rich the resources were there? They didn't take much out, at least 80% of it was still in Najie.

It was really unbelievable that... it was given to him so easily. As if those things were not precious, they were given to others so casually.

What does this behavior mean? Is it selfless generosity or does it have a deeper meaning? He couldn't help but fall into deep thought...

He knew that he was not important enough for anyone to have any plans, but Miss Fu's behavior...

"May I ask Miss Fu what you need me to do?" He had to ask clearly.

"Are you afraid that I have some plot against you? You are overthinking it. I don't have anything you need to do. So you can just use it without any worries. Besides, you have also seen that we don't like these things at all. ." Fu Ling'er said in a determined tone, as if he was giving away a pile of junk.

This reassured Zhao Tingrui a lot. Yes, he was so poor that he had nothing to worry about. He could see that they had the same look when they disliked those treasures as they disliked him.

"Well, as for your talent issue, I will be a good person and do it to the end. I will give you this muscle-cleansing and marrow-breaking pill. Don't let me down."

"Then, Tingrui has thanked Miss Fu and several brothers for this. Miss Fu's great kindness to Tingrui will be engraved in his heart and will never be forgotten." Zhao Tingrui took the porcelain bottle Fu Ling'er gave him with trembling hands. I couldn't be more excited.