Chapter 566

What, Jing Elite?

Not from a Leng, people's eyes more confused, look at each other, are inexplicable. They are already the bottom class of the clan. Should we say that they should be distinguished from the elite and the ordinary?

For a moment, the cave was bustling and talking. Zhuo fan did not care, let them enjoy the suspicion, the heart of doubt and curiosity to the top, then gently waved his hand, let the people quiet down!

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the bottom floor of the house. How did you come from? Either you eliminated your disciples or committed a felony. Once you became a worker, you would never turn over. There are very few people who can return to the inner door or break the rules to become a deacon elder like Kui Lang Yueling. Most of you will spend your whole life in mediocrity, and finally become the bait for others to ascend the high position. Even the ants are inferior to them. Do you want to live like this and have no hope until the day of death? "

Zhuo fan's long drinking in the cave made everyone's ears ache, but it also made their hearts ache.

Yes, they are such a group. Sooner or later, they will be used by others to practice martial arts. Their only purpose of living is to die for others.

In the eyes of the strong, they are not as good as ants. In such a way, their life is really sad. It is better to die than to live!

All of a sudden, people's faces were covered with a thick layer of sadness, and some even lamented and sobbed.

Zhuo fan, seeing that he had aroused all the people's emotions, gave a cold smile and said, "you should all know that I came to this servant's room for no reason. As soon as I started, I didn't have any strength test or any criminal responsibility, so I was sent here directly. Why? Four words, envy the virtuous and envy the ability! "

Zhuo fan couldn't help roaring, and his face was angry: "you should have heard something about quelang and Yueling. You have seen with your own eyes the darkness of the inner gate. It was those who worshipped the elders and envied Lao Tzu's talent that brought him here, and he would never be able to turn over. Even if you walk out of here, you will always bear the stigma of a servant's room. They make Laozi humble! "

Zhuo fan's words are sonorous and forceful, and seem to be infuriated.

Kui just heard that, but he couldn't help shrinking his neck and turning his eyes.

The patriarch plotted with Zhuo fan secretly, but he saw it with his own eyes. Who worshipped the elder who didn't give face and dared to bring him here?

This is clearly the plot of the two people, what hidden plot is planned here!

But now, in the master's mouth, he has become a victim of the internal strife, just like his father and them. Alas, the master is really good at pulling!

But how did he know that Zhuo fan's art of attacking the mind is a skill. If you want to take it, you must give it to him first! Zhuo fan connects his own experience with the people in the whole handyman room, which can arouse their resonance and make them willing to join in the world with themselves.

Sure enough, after listening to Zhuo fan's words, many people's faces showed the color of sadness and indignation, and seemed to remember the past experience.

Some of them were framed up to this point in the struggle within the clan, while others were poor in strength. They were abandoned by zongmen like throwing rubbish. From then on, they bore the stigma of the house of miscellaneous laborers. Even if they met their former brothers, they were despised and blinded.

All of a sudden, the disciples of the porter's room had a feeling of sympathy and solidarity with Zhuo fan. They looked at Zhuo fan as if they were brothers!

Mr. Yuan nodded in his eyes and praised him. This is the way to resist the emperor. As before, Kui Lang Yueling was simple and crude, and did not stray. Although people were afraid of the power of prostitution and did not dare to rebel, they felt hatred in their hearts. At the critical moment, they would surely lose their links.

Unlike the housekeeper Zhuo, they all have an impulse to die for him.

Ha ha He is worthy of being a housekeeper of a large family outside. He really has a brush!

Mr. Yuan stroked his beard and a smile crossed his mouth

"Therefore, I decided that since they wanted to put Lao Tzu in the servant's room, I would be a part of the servant's room. I'd never leave, and I would not do it even to a deacon elder. They wanted me to bear a stigma all my life. Hum, I'll turn this stigma into honor."

He raised his fist fiercely. Zhuo fan gnashed his teeth and said: "Laozi wants to build this house into the most proud place in the family, so that every worker can stand up and enjoy the envious eyes of people when they go out. From now on, the disciples of the miscellaneous service room are no longer rubbish, but elites. Let those outer and inner disciples envy, envy and hate, and if they want to enter my servant's room, they may not be able to get into the place with sharp heads! "

Zhuo Fan said impassioned, the people below are also enthusiastic.

But at this time, a cold hum suddenly rang out: "hum, daydreaming! The distribution of cultivation resources of the sect is fixed. First, it provides sacrifices to the elite disciples and elders, then the inner disciples and many deacons, and finally the outer disciples. When we get to the porter's room, it's just a little change. Even these, they were separated by the powerful in the miscellaneous service room, and the rest could only absorb the aura by their own roots and bones and practice slowly. If you don't have training resources, you can say nothing! "Eyebrows do not feel a shake, people immediately wake up from Zhuo fan's beautiful blueprint, just like being thrown a ladle of cold water by the pawn, a heart will instantly cool down.

Yes, the dream is true, it is also a dream. If they do not allocate resources to them, what can they do for development?

Besides, it is impossible for zongmen to allocate resources to those who have been eliminated because there is no reason. Even the second generation ancestors, who had a huge background behind them, were sent to this place, and the elders could not take care of them.

Because here, is a piece of abandoned dead land, there is no possibility of life!

Zhuo fan raised his eyes to the crowd, but saw that the man was a thin young man, a pair of vulture's eyes, coldly looking at him on the high platform, without a trace of expression on his face, and even deep in his eyes, he was full of despair.

However, his strength is really objective, has reached the nine levels of Tianxuan, almost can break through the shenzhao!

"Well Who is this boy? I haven't seen him before His eyes narrowed slightly, and Zhuo fan looked at Yuan Lao beside him.

Hearing this, Mr. Yuan quickly took out a book and looked at it. Then he said in a hurry: "Oh, housekeeper Zhuo, his name is Tieying. He was put on Pipa bone and locked in the cold pool for three years because he peeped at his classmates' bath three years ago. Now he has released it and sent him here. He doesn't know anything about your heroic deeds! "

"It's not a big deal to peep at the elder martial sister's bath. Besides, it's not obscene to look at his eyes. It doesn't look like a person who has done such a dirty thing." Not aware of a deep look at the Iron Eagle, Zhuo fan quiet voice.

He scratched his head with a simple smile. Old yuan sighed and shook his head: "well, I don't know the details of this. I only know that the elder martial sister who was peeped at is the granddaughter of the seven elders! "

"Granddaughter?"

Eyebrows don't feel a pick, Zhuo fan can't help looking at Iron Eagle, sneer out a voice: "boy, was set set set."

His eyelids trembled slightly, and a strong hatred flashed on the Iron Eagle's face. He said coldly, "you are very good. It seems that you are not ignorant. You can see at a glance that I have been calculated!"

"Hey, hey Of course, as the saying goes, the people do not fight with the rich, and the rich do not contend with the officials. You have nothing to peep at the elder granddaughter to take a bath, if the brain is OK, this is not looking for death! I can't find any other reason but to be designed by someone else! "

"Ha ha It's such a simple truth that the rich don't argue with the officials. Even the people in the servants' room understand this. But why did those elders refuse to listen to my explanation and find out the truth at the beginning? " Not aware of a laugh, the Iron Eagle roared up to the sky, the heart suddenly full of sadness.

Zhuo fan heard this, but turned his eyes and scolded: "you are stupid. Since people want to frame you, naturally collude, who will listen to your explanation? Who do you think you are? If someone wants to sell it, it's useless for you to say anything! "

The eyelids moved slightly, and the Iron Eagle pondered for a long time. Finally, he sighed helplessly and shook his head.

In fact, he understood all these, but he was angry in his heart and always wanted to seek justice, but it was doomed to be wishful thinking

But soon, his eyes twinkled again, he waved his finger to Zhuo fan, and fixed his voice: "boy, you just said a big chase, a burst of demons to mislead the public, but just want to control the miscellaneous room, all those scattered resources in hand. Huairou's purpose is nothing but the same. There is nothing wrong with this. However, you are a tianxuanba restorer, and why do you dominate in the servant room

Iron Eagle said loud, but the rest of the disciples heard, but they all looked at him with a look at a fool, and sighed helplessly.

Alas, this new comer is a new comer. Although he is only Tianxuan Bazhong, the experts of shenzhao state should be in awe of him. If he is not the boss of the servant house, who is worthy to be?

Zhuo fan also raised his eyebrows and chuckled. He pointed to his two disciples and said, "boy, you can see clearly that Lao Tzu's apprentices are all gods. Can't I take charge of the office?"

"Hum, it's just like a great piece of the world to be a master of the practitioners of the heavenly realm. I've never seen it before." His eyes narrowed slightly, and a naked hatred flashed in the Iron Eagle's eyes: "I think you are the second ancestor who worships the Presbyterian seat. If you make a big mistake, you will be punished here. Even the bodyguards have been sent here. I've seen this kind of thing a lot! Hum, a fox pretends to be a tiger, and a dog can help others... "

Iron Eagle sneer repeatedly, a face disdainful ground scolds a voice, gush. Zhuo fan was there quietly listening, not angry, just disdainful to shake his head.

This ya, must be the second generation of the whole fear, the heart has a shadow, look who is the second ancestor, hate is so deep!

However, before he finished his scolding, a big drink suddenly rang through the whole cave, which made everyone not feel surprised: "when did the Iron Eagle, the first expert in the outer gate of that time, become a shrew with little stomach and care about every detail, and can only talk about it..."

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