Regarding Bai Yi's demagogy, Yan He and Bai Yi themselves know that this is actually not realistic. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAs the saying goes, the poor are rich in martial arts, not to mention, the internal strength of the mind is not something that everyone can practice if they want to. Most of the people in the world are in Guo Jing's elm head qualifications, but they delusionally dream that they can get a peerless technique and become a hero like Guo Jing, but they don't know how many adventures Guo Jing has experienced when he becomes a hero that ordinary people can't imagine.

Words and understanding, white clothes also understand. But the ones they want to fool are those who don't understand.

For Bai Yi, if he wants to change the situation here in a short period of time, he can only use the most basic human instinct - greed and hatred. Only this most essential desire can create the miracle he needs, although this can be said to be the sorrow of human beings, but for Bai Yi, this is the basic condition for him to create miracles.

It doesn't matter if you're anti-war, and it's okay if you're short of food and clothing. Born in troubled times, isn't what people want most is the power that can determine their own fate? Bai Yi doesn't believe it, he is willing to become the devil that all the sects on the rivers and lakes will try to get rid of, and no one is willing to sell his life and soul yet.

Bai Yi has never been a good person, nor is he a person who is willing to play by the rules of the game. For him, the only thing that interests him in this world is to be changed by his own hands. After all, life without plug-ins is boring.

Yanhe is still groaning, still thinking about the pros and cons. But that seemingly steady Li Jinniu couldn't wait to offer his worthless loyalty to Bai Yi.

"Subordinate Li Jinniu, I am willing to go to the soup for the thousands of horses, and I will not give up!"

Sure enough, there is never a stupid person who can become a manager in troubled times. Basically, they are the kind of characters who are honest on the outside and treacherous on the inside, otherwise how could they live for a long time. In the troubled times, there are not many people who still tell you about benevolence, righteousness, morality, and rules.

Looking at the performance of his subordinates, Yan He didn't have any anger, he was just thinking, is this weapon in white clothes too terrifying?

And for Yan He, what he has to consider is whether the Quanzhen Sect, which has always supported him, will turn against him when Bai Yi throws this bait. In fact, the Quanzhen Sect, what he can believe in is only Chongyang Zhenren.

Bai Yi didn't urge him to say or make a decision, he just stared at the teacup on the table lightly, didn't move, and didn't speak. He knew very well how his proposal would change the world, and he did enjoy it, but it didn't mean that others would accept it, and he also took the risk of being coveted by others.

"Yes, I agreed. Yan He took a deep breath and said in a deep tone, "But there can't be many people, I will only give you a place of ten people." After next year, it can be increased. ”

"The subordinates obeyed. Bai Yi replied with a smile. There was a lot of unclear meaning in that smile, and it was vague and difficult to see.

This matter is over, but unfortunately, after Bai Yi's thunder, except for Bai Yi himself, they have no intention of discussing matters anymore. Yanhe left in a hurry, and Li Jinniu also brought back all the accounts he brought. The new, loyal subordinate in white knew that he would have to handle the chores himself. His new master probably didn't want to be dragged into such chores, and he probably had already seen his "good intentions" at a glance.

After the two left, Bai Yi finally relaxed, today's day's work was not a show, he really sold his strength. Now, he's a little tired, too.

"Cousin, I made you a supper. It seemed that seeing the two leaving, Lu Wushuang, who had just arrived at the door, spoke. For this reunited cousin, Lu Wushuang has a very complicated mood, but she still hopes to cherish this few family affections. Even if she may be teased again by this world, she still has no regrets.

"Well, thanks. Bai Yi replied with his eyes closed. He likes today's life very much, has a goal to strive for, and has warm companionship, although he doesn't quite understand what love is, what love is, but he will be good to this cousin, just because she is the only warmth he has left.

Putting the coarse porcelain bowl on the table, Lu Wushuang did not leave. She has been washed and cleaned, wearing plain clothes, and the smile on her face is gentle and bright, like a spring breeze, inadvertently warming her heart.

Bai Yi knew what this cousin meant, so he patted his legs helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you." Put it on, let's start now, you bear with it, it will hurt a little. ”

He wanted to help her straighten her bones, although this eccentric cousin had a disability in her left leg because of that disaster, but after becoming familiar with the Yi Jin Forging Bone Chapter in the "Nine Yin True Scripture", this was no longer a problem.

Looking at the slightly twisted little foot, the white clothes were silent. He fumbled to find the location of the bone injury, and then calmly and gently comforted: "It doesn't matter, the bone hasn't grown yet, and it can be corrected at this time." It's just going to hurt a little, don't worry, I'm here. ”

The words of the white clothes are like drugs or hypnosis, which makes people dizzy. He did it on purpose, because he didn't want the poor, strong cousin to endure that pain. The internal qi flowed between the slender and white palms, and a mist-colored light was faintly visible, and he stretched out his hand and pulled it abruptly in the direction of the dislocation of the bone wound. Without waiting for Lu Wushuang to react, he had already taken the broken bone back according to the texture he had discovered before, and picked up the splint that had been prepared a long time ago to help her fix it, so as not to cause further damage.

The pain was extremely fast, and it had stopped abruptly before Lu Wushuang could exhale the pain, fading like a tide. But she still looked at the white clothes pitifully, wanting to pray for some insignificant comfort.

"Mmmm, Wushuang is really good, not afraid of pain at all. The white robe complied with the silent supplication. His gaze was as gentle as water, impregnated, and also soothed Lu Wushuang's uneasiness. He understands that this is a sequelae of precocious puberty and should not be blamed, because it is also his responsibility.

This world has never been gentle to the world, so his gentleness is incomparably majestic in it, like a craggy and strange rock on a dangerous peak, proudly independent. It's not that he wants to be different, but he really just doesn't fit in with the world, and in his opinion, this is the posture he should have, and this is the grandeur he should show.