With the coercion of the ink-dyed song, Lan Hai could only lie on the ground and couldn't move a minute.

He raised his head, and there was only anger in his charming eyes: "If you want to kill, kill it, don't talk nonsense here!" I'm not as good as others, and I don't blame anyone! ”

Mo Dye Ge also ran over, flashing his apricot eyes, squatted down and poked Lan Hai's forehead: "Quite backbone, huh?" ”

Lan Hai gritted his teeth, but he couldn't do anything about the ink dyeing song at the peak of the Jindan period, so he could only stare at Yin Wushuang: "Yin Wushuang, I didn't lose to you, you are just lucky!" Lucky to upgrade quickly, lucky to have a master of the Jindan period to recognize you as the master! Otherwise, you would have ...... long ago Belch! ”

Yin Wushuang's phoenix eyes were slightly cold, he stepped on Lan Hai's hand, and hooked his lips slightly: "Luck is also a kind of strength, you don't have it, you blame others?" ”

The tone is even more flattened!

Feeling the pain in his hand, Lan Hai snorted coldly: "I poked it in the sore spot, if you don't rely on foreign objects, you can't be so strong, you all rely on luck!" Oh, there are always some people in this world who rely on luck to feel how powerful they really are, but in fact, without these luck, they are no different from ordinary people! ”

Through the air, Yin Wushuang could smell a smell of jealousy and anger.

She narrowed her eyes and thought of the memories that had sealed in her mind.

- Disciple, even if Yin Wuchen fills in the missing numerology for you, your luck is weak, and you can only rely on yourself more often than other monks.

- Luck? What does it mean?

——Those who are lucky and smooth, have good wind and rain, get the treasures of heaven and earth, and have the help of nobles. Those who are unlucky are much fewer, or even none.

- Is the master telling Wushuang that in this life, Wushuang can only rely on himself?

- Yes, too.

- Then it's on your own. A piece of sky above your head, stepping on a side of the soil, victory or defeat has nothing to do with luck, losing is losing, no need to make excuses!

Retracting his fluttering thoughts, Yin Wushuang looked at the blue sea under his feet, his eyes darkening.

Lan Hai didn't know what Yin Wushuang had in mind, but said stubbornly: "Yin Wushuang, if you want to kill, kill it quickly, don't grind!" I have been cultivating for a hundred years, but I lost to luck, not to you! ”

He is an Ice Field Red Fox who has cultivated for a hundred years, and his cultivation in a hundred years is not as good as a 15-year-old junior high school student, he can't swallow this breath!

He thought, even if he died, he would not be reconciled!

With such thoughts, Lan Hai stared at Yin Wushuang, as if as long as he stared like this, even if he didn't lose.

"Ignorance." Yin Wushuang's red lips opened lightly, and he spit out these two words, his eyes sneering.

"What did you say?" Blue Ocean opens its eyes.

"After a hundred years of cultivation, it can be worthy of the ninth order of enlightenment, and it is really ignorant! Where is it like me, in less than half a year, I will reach the third level of enlightenment, and there will be ink-dyed songs in the Jindan period to help, hanging and beating you. ”

"Yin Wushuang! You're lucky! Not your real skills! ”

"Look, keep making excuses, continue to make excuses for your weakness."

"I didn't make excuses!" Blue Ocean was angry, so he didn't make excuses!

"The luck of everyone in this world is indeed different, and smart people know how to shorten the gap, instead of complaining like you!"

Others are talented and intelligent, and they have luck to help them, and they can solve it with a sword.

If you can't compare to others, then swing ten, hundred, and a thousand strokes until you can solve it.

Your speed is slower than others, but that doesn't mean you can't.

You wave it two or three times, and then you give up, and then you say, "It's not that I can't do it, it's that God won't help me", it's ridiculous.

Looking at Blue Ocean's stubborn expression, Yin Wushuang sneered, and directly pressed down the master-servant contract, contracting Blue Ocean!

It's more painful to let Lan Hai recognize a person who is "weaker" than him than to kill Lan Hai, right?

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