Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Zhao Qianye made a decision and did not hesitate. He pushed Xiaopang out of the study room pretending to be impatient and said with disgust: "You kid, don't hesitate, I have my own idea about this matter.

Just stay well and don't cause trouble."

"Alas! Alas...Zhao Xiaoxiao, if you are like this, Fatty will make me angry!" Xiaopang was pushed by Zhao Qianye and struggled hard. There was some dissatisfaction on his round little face, and he spoke in his mouth

Yelling and cursing.

Zhao Qianye opened the door, pushed the little fat man out of the study, and was about to close the door, but he saw the little fat chicken stuffing his chubby hands into the crack of the door, and shouted proudly: "You closed it, why didn't you close it?

Really? You, Fatty, dare to push me, but our friendship boat will capsize at any time, right?"

Zhao Qianye was moved in his heart, but he said with disgust: "Sure, sure, fat man, you are so awesome!"

The chubby boy had the upper hand and didn't hesitate. With a shrewd look in his small eyes, he asked bluntly: "My brother, is it worth it for you to offend a descendant of a god family for a poor man?"

Zhao Qianye was startled, and the hand that closed the door hard did not feel loose. Seeing the showdown between Xiaopang and himself, he carefully considered his words and slowly explained: "When Song Qingshu joined our team, there was one thing that you and I had to do without.

admit."

"What?"

Zhao Qianye saw that Xiaopang seemed to have failed to understand the key to his original promise to let Song Qingshu join their team, so he explained: "Night Elf!"

"I have to admit that with Song Qingshu's current tribe base, he is extremely advantageous in the early stage. The other party is not the only one who can join our team. The reason why I let the other party join in the first place was actually based on three considerations."

"First, the high-level elves owned by the opponent."

"Secondly, the other party's family is in decline, and we are both classmates. When the right opportunity comes, I really have the idea of ​​​​helping the other party."

"Third, potential. If you can contract with high-level elves when building a divine domain, the other party will definitely have amazing talents that have not yet been revealed."

"When we attack other planes in the future, we need reliable partners with great growth potential. Song Qingshu is the one who has the potential to grow beyond us in some aspects."

Xiaopang listened to his best friend's explanation with a look of relief on his face, but from his perspective and observation, he discovered something that Zhao Qianye might have missed.

He lowered his face and sighed: "Perhaps we were tricked by this kid."

Everything that happened in the school today, no matter how you think about it, there is something weird and strange in it.

Zhao Qianye was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Brother, what are you thinking about? Why did this guy Song Qingshu have a competition just after our class competition, and this guy Adolf knew about Song Qingshu's subordinates? And he went straight to the goal." The little fat guy scratched his head and told himself.

analysis.

Zhao Qianye narrowed his eyes and pressed his right hand on the door. Leng couldn't help but press a painful fingerprint on the door, and said coldly: "You mean there is a traitor in our class?"

"There is this speculation!"

Xiaopang shrank in fear at the shocking evil energy released by Zhao Qianye, "But I'm not sure!"

"Let's think about it differently. If there are no traitors in the class, it means that Song Qingshu knows Adolf or someone under Adolf. Only in this way can it make sense why a proud nobleman would lower his dignity to bully us.

These are weak."

Nobles have the pride and reserve of nobility.

Any god family that can become a noble has an extremely long history. For such beings, no matter how dazzling the crown of glory is on their heads, the blood and fire behind them will be so horrifying.

The piles of bones belong not only to the enemy, but also to their own people.

The most important point in the academic education of every god and noble family before adulthood is how to distinguish between enemies and friends.

In the words of our ancestors, we have many friends and few enemies.

Zhao Qianye and Xiaopang both understand this truth, but how can a noble knight not understand it?

What is that thing that can make the arrogant Adolf lose his face and deal with a poor person personally, even at the expense of offending the school's senior officials?

"Unless Song Qingshu has a treasure that makes Adolf covet." Xiaopang told his best friend one by one his inner analysis and doubts.

Almost at the same time, the two said in unison: "Night Elf!"

Zhao Qianye rubbed his chin and told some gossip he had heard: "It is said that this time in the entire school, except for classmate Song Qingshu, who signed a contract with a high-level soldier, no one else in the school met a high-level soldier.

"

"In that case, it makes sense." Xiaopang nodded slightly, agreeing with his best friend's analysis.

As two people who follow each other, it is natural that they have heard some shocking secrets.

For example, the elders of the family used their great supernatural powers to pass on other people's tribes to their direct descendants, thereby increasing the potential of the divine realm.

This taboo secret technique was used by many gods to enhance the strength of family descendants for a period of time hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Later, as the original rules of the universe became more and more perfect, few people used this kind of inhumane and forbidden secret techniques. Because in the main material plane, it is the embodiment of the positive side of the original rules of the universe. The evil secret techniques and evil gods here are

They will be rejected by the original rules. What's more, on the road to becoming a god, they will be maliciously targeted by the original rules.

The former geniuses of these families were simply worse off than dead in the tens of thousands of years that followed. After that, these god families gave up the idea of ​​going astray.

"Brother Qian, don't worry if I say something unpleasant!" After Xiaopang and Zhao Qianye communicated, he felt an inexplicable dislike for Song Qingshu.

Who is Zhao Qianye? Looking at his best friend, who is usually not close to him, and his tone, he can more or less guess what the other party is going to say.

It was nothing more than disgust and dislike for Song Qingshu, who had brought them so much trouble.

In order to avoid embarrassment between the two parties, he waved his hand to stop his best friend from speaking, and took the lead in explaining: "Any family of gods is not born. Instead, it develops and grows little by little after countless hardships and tests. In this regard,

, we can’t argue with that.”

"I really didn't expect that letting Song Qingshu join our team would bring us such a difficult test. However, isn't a partner with potential, growth and future worthy of us working together to overcome difficulties?"

The little fat boy was silent.

He seemed to disagree with Zhao Qianye's ideas, but he was very discerning and did not directly refute his best friend. He just used his silence to express his refutation.

Zhao Qianye breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his best friend's face softened a bit, and continued: "The reason why difficulties are difficulties is precisely because they are elusive. If we give up this time, we will face other challenges next time."

, even when we still can’t solve the difficulties, what should we do?”

"Give up? Or escape?"

"Looking at the development of civilization by gods, almost every achievement that has achieved greatness and fame has been achieved step by step, through the hardships of strong winds and rain."

Xiaopang listened to his best friend's heart-warming words, with a wry smile on his face, looking like he was defeated by the opponent, and said helplessly: "But, my brother, the mountain of the Bruce family is really not something that our little shoulders can carry.

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