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Text Chapter 501 No one can argue

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    The new year is here, haha, what about red envelopes? How can we celebrate the Chinese New Year without red envelopes?

    ¡°Finally it¡¯s just you and me left.¡±

    Han Qing smiled proudly, with a hypocritical and greedy look in his eyes.

    Tan Weiran curled his lips: "Han Qing, if I were you, if I had even a little bit of self-awareness, I wouldn't be laughing. Because your smile is not ugly, it's simply disgusting."

    "Ugly? Disgusting? Who knows, haha." Han Qing looked around and saw that there was no one in the huge courtyard, only the slow water flowing quietly between the rockery and the artificial lake: "It's like you and Xu Ming can get along  Who knows about the treasure? Last time, you were able to fool me."

    Last time?  Tan Weiran was surprised, and as soon as his thoughts came to his mind, he suddenly realized that Han Qing's purpose was not for the "treasure" last time, right?  It's really not an ordinary obsession.

    Han Qing, who was staring at Tan Weiran, caught his expression, laughed immediately, and said, "Let me tell you a secret, in fact, I hate you people from aristocratic families."

    "You, the sons of aristocratic families who were born with a silver spoon in your mouth, have been richly clothed and well-fed since childhood. You have been blessed with all the treasures of heaven and earth to cleanse your marrow, and all you eat are spiritual plants, which are used to delay the congestion of the meridians. Children of ordinary families only have  I can helplessly sit back and watch my meridians become more congested little by little day by day, and I am helpless to do anything."

    The huge difference in living environment will make the children of aristocratic families have a higher starting point in terms of natural meridians. This is an indisputable fact.  No matter how shameless he is, he would be embarrassed to deny it to his face.

    As Han Qing spoke, the thin and hypocritical smile on his face gradually faded: "You have had a good family background and good interpersonal relationships since you were young. You have been able to rely on the connections between your family and your elders since you were a child.  The major sects quickly became inner disciples and received careful instruction from their masters. But what about the children from ordinary families?"

    "Children from ordinary families can only climb up step by step and show themselves step by step. Only by relying on talent and hard work can they have a few opportunities to join certain sects that are not big or powerful. Then, they have to fight with  Only by maintaining a good relationship with fellow disciples and working hard to please the master will you have the opportunity to receive careful instruction."

    Tan Weiran knew that Han Qing was right about some things. For example, when he joined the Xingtian Sect, the friendship between his father and Xu Daoning played a certain role in it.  Many times, this is also an indisputable fact for children of aristocratic families.

    "Howeverif he said he needed to please the master, it was simply because Han Qing was being too aggressive.  Whether it is competition or having a good relationship with fellow students, it is inevitable and has nothing to do with status.  If there is a difference in the degree of careful teaching of disciples, it is simply certain. Inner disciples cannot expect to be treated like true disciples.

    What a sect cares about is not the family background of its disciples, but its achievements, how much they can learn, how far they can go, and whether they can pass on the martial arts and even morality of the sect.

    But Han Qing didn't think so, especially when he remembered how many times he had excitedly traveled thousands of miles to join the major sects, but he was always rejected in the assessment and was said to be lacking in talent and character.  .

    As a result, he saw the members of the aristocratic families happily joining those sects, but he could only wander around the world, seeking skills and skills, and looking for opportunities.

    Fortunately, he, Han Qing, had good luck. He was lucky enough to get an excellent skill and his ability was not bad. His talent, which was considered ordinary, gradually became unusual.

    After decades of doing this, he finally became a leader among the younger generation, with a bright appearance, but no one knows how much hard work and bitterness he has put into it.

    Thinking about it, Han Qing gritted his teeth and stared at Tan Weiran's fair and tender handsome face, as if he had seen all over again those aristocratic families who had taken away his opportunities and resources, those hateful faces, and  Those hateful family backgrounds.

    Finally, a trace of hatred that had been brewing in my heart for many years rushed into my heart and burst out of my throat uncontrollably: "The most hateful thing is that you guys from aristocratic families have a higher starting point than us, more resources than us, and a wider network of people than us, but none of them  Be willing to cherish everything and always treat everything with the most frivolous attitude!"

    "Why do you have everything, but you neglect it so much? Why!"

    Han Qing's eyes turned red, his tone was filled with an unknown hysteria, and his movements became increasingly fierce and manic, "If it were me, if I had the same background as youhave everything you have, those starting points, those  With resources and connections, my achievements will definitely be ten times! A hundred times greater than yours!¡±

    The manic and hysterical roar echoed over the courtyard, like thunder trying desperately to get into Tan Weiran¡¯s ears.  But Tan Weiran only smiled lightly and held his forehead. He could tell that Han Qing's voice, no matter how loud, manic, or full of hatred, could not hide it at all.That sour taste, so sour!

    Why, why don¡¯t you have a good background like this? Why, with your abilities and talents, you can¡¯t get so many resources that are wasted time and time again by the family members.

    You know, Han Qing is confident that he can do ten times, a hundred times better!

    "Actually, sometimes, I personally don't like the family members." Tan Weiran's words were unexpected and seemed to come from the heart. Han Qing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know that what Tan Weiran said was true.

    The roar gradually subsided, bringing a bit of cold silence to the empty courtyard.  Han Qing's eyes turned cold, like a poisonous snake, which made Tan Weiran feel a little chilly and uncomfortable: "Tan Weiran, last time Pan Youmin's case was proved to be irrefutable, you actually thought of the Shadow Clan as an excuse to get away temporarily, and I, Han Qing, can't be wrong either.  Just say something."

    Tan Weiran felt that he was really convinced by Han Qing, and he actually still believed that the Shadow Clan was an excuse for him to lie and get out. This shows that this person is not ordinary persistent, nor is he ordinary self-confidence and self-righteousness.

    "You are a smart man." Han Qing's voice was smooth and cool, giving people the feeling of a poisonous snake spitting out a message: "You know what I want."

    "WellI guessed it." Tan Weiran asked dumbly: "Are you really so convinced that Xu Ming and I got the treasure last time?"

    "Now that the matter has come to this, what's the use of hiding it anymore?" Han Qing asked back. He was the one who smelled the fragrance most clearly at that time, and knew that it was definitely a top treasure. Others believed that Tan Weiran had not got it, but he didn't believe it: "  Hand over the things, I don't want them all, and you and Xu Ming keep a share, then everything will be fine. I hope you understand that casual cultivators like me will sometimes go to great lengths for an opportunity."

    "Especially, I hate the family members!"

    "You are a smart person and a son of a well-known family. You have endless training resources and connections. Anyway, most of the things you get will be wasted. There is no need to fight with us."

    Han Qing was chatting without any trace of the previous hysteria. Instead, his expression revealed a kind of tolerance and kindness, as if he didn't take everything away, which would be the greatest tolerance for the conversation.

    "The robbery is so reasonable, it's like being a mantis and acting as a chariot if you don't want to give, it's perverse."  Tan Weiran was angry and funny, and shrugged: "I don't have the treasure you mentioned, and I can't take it out. Even if I did, I wouldn't share it with you, because your smile is really ugly, and it makes me sick.  ." It wasn't like he found nothing. No one recognized the golden and jade sacred wood box, so he simply put it away.

    Tan Weiran turned around and walked away leisurely without even looking at it. The smile on Han Qing's face completely faded away, leaving only the cold light in his eyes that flickered from time to time, reflecting a mixture of viciousness and greed.

    As soon as I came to a corridor, I turned around and felt strong energy rushing towards my face. Two black shadows attacked from the left and right, and their attacks were extremely vicious, pointing directly at the vital point.

    Um?  Tan Weiran raised his eyebrows slightly, then stepped on the ground with a loud bang, making the ground tremble, and let out a dull and shocking sound with his hands.  When Fang came into contact, he couldn't help but be startled: "Both of them are in the late stage of holding true? Can they only know true meaning? They dare to attack me. Han Qing must have lost his mind." After a change of mind, he restrained his energy immediately to avoid  Beat people to death.

    With a rush of energy, there was an astonishing thunderous sound.  In the blink of an eye, the two people who had made a sneak attack flew backwards with a groan and blood spurting out.

    At the same time, a shrill howl tore through the air with lightning speed, sweeping across all directions: "The Shadow Clan has appeared!"

    ??ShadowClan?

    Tan Weiran was slightly stunned, turned around and looked around, and saw Han Qing not far away. Zhengzhi was so satisfied that he looked convinced, and said arrogantly: "Tan Weiran, you still have time to regret now."

    At this time, looming mixed auras were faintly coming from all directions, and occasionally there were slight noises approaching at the fastest speed:

    "Where is the Shadow Clan? We must catch the Shadow Clan this time and make Tan Weiran innocent."

    "Is it really the Shadow Clan? Does Tan Weiran really think he is innocent?"

    As soon as he thought about it, he realized what Han Qing wanted to do. He glanced at Han Qing and uttered one word: "Idiot."

    Han Qing's face changed, and his anger boiled over. He wanted to give this opportunity again and again, but the other party failed to understand his tolerance again and again.  As the saying goes, everyone who sees it has a share. He doesn't want all of it, he just wants a share.

    Why is this Tan Weiran so arrogant, so ignorant, and refuses to share the good things with him when he gets them!

    He asked himself that he didn¡¯t want much.

    Since this has not been discussed yet?If he doesn't know whether to live or die, then let him die. He deserves to die!

    An uncontrollable murderous intention surged in his heart. Han Qing gave out a cold sneer to Tan Weiran, his expression became panicked and angry, and he rushed towards Tan Weiran and roared: "Why did you sneak attack on the Zhao brothers? They clearly knew  I have no grievances or grudges against you!¡±

    A figure flew towards him as fast as lightning, and the sword energy was like frost, intercepting Tan Weiran. As soon as he saw Tan Weiran's face clearly, he was stunned: "Tan Weiran, is it you?"

    The matter of the Shadow Clan is undoubtedly one that everyone pays attention to. In just a short while, almost everyone who heard the shouts rushed back.

    Seeing the surprised and stunned looks from these people, Tan Weiran knew that this time, he really couldn't argue.

    The younger brother of the Zhao family was unconscious with blood on his face. Tan Weiran stood aside with blood splattered on his body with a look of helplessness on his face.

    On the side, the elder brother of the Zhao family was supporting his younger brother and staring at Tan Weiran with a pair of angry eyes.  Even Tan Weiran was impressed. The look in his eyes was simply too powerful. This man was a drama tyrant, and beside him was Han Qing, who was glaring angrily and entering the drama sadly.

    This is frame-up!

    The naked frame-up happened under Tan Weiran¡¯s eyes!  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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