Man in Douluo, Martial Soul Fallen Angel

Chapter 16 The suffering of the common people
"Okay brother." Qian Renxue said seriously: "Dad, I want a 900-year-old century-old soul ring!"

Qian Xunji sighed, "Okay."

It was another round of repetition, Qian Renxue crossed her legs and absorbed the top-notch light-attributed soul ring dating back to the early 900s.

Qian Xunji stared at Qian Renxue and asked with a small part of his energy: "Xiaohan, how many years do you plan to choose your second soul ring?"

Qian Renhan replied: "I don't know how strong I am now. I have to find someone to fight to determine the next soul ring. I think my father brought me and Xiaoxue out not just to see the living conditions of the people in the mainland. Bar?"

"You are still so smart." Qian Xunji nodded slightly. How could it be possible to practice only with the eyes, without fighting to show off the new generation of geniuses from the Qianjia family in Wuhun Palace, and to show off the majesty of Wuhun Palace?
A flash of light flashed in Chihiro Ji's eyes, and it should be almost time after calculation.

At this moment, in the main hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, an old man with white hair is sitting on the throne, and he is the current sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Yu Longchen and Yu Yuanzhen's biological father.

"Seven days later, the younger generation will compete. Father, will we accept Qianxunji's challenge letter?" asked Yu Yuanzhen on the side. He is now 49 years old and died in battle at the age of 75. He has not yet broken through to the title Douluo. .

Yulongchen snorted coldly, his old tone revealing infinite domineering, "Qianxun Ji wants to step on the head of the blue electric overlord Longzong to make a name for the Wuhun Hall, this is simply delusional!"

"Yes, of course, we are dragons, Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, and dragons never yield!"

"I know father!" Hearing this, Yu Yuanzhen felt the martial soul in his body, the pride of the dragon, and his blood was boiling.

"Yuan Zhen, father can't hold on much longer. You have to break through the Titled Douluo as soon as possible, otherwise the positions of the three upper sects of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will be in jeopardy." Yu Longchen sighed softly, and slapped Yu Yuan Zhen with his big withered hand. on the shoulders.

"I will inherit the name of Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and Thunder Douluo from my father." Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but look at Yu Yuanchen who was no longer young but old, and his body exuded a faint aura of death. It became moist.

On the second day, Baroque Kingdom, Fasino Province, Soto City.

At dawn, before the sun had risen, in the streets and alleys of Suotuo City, a simple farmer who came from outside the city was carrying a pole with fresh vegetables and fruits in it. When they got up, each of them was sweating profusely, panting heavily, and very tired.

There is no such thing as buying stalls in Suoto City. Farmers can only rely on arriving early to occupy the stalls. The more crowded the stalls, the higher the possibility of making money. Therefore, these farmers can say that they get up earlier than chickens. They had to get up and rush here, even if it might be dangerous to walk in the dark, they had to come because of life.

And on the top of a taller building, Qian Xunji, Qian Renhan and Qian Renxue stood on the left and right sides, the three of them quietly watched the farmers running around, snake spears, and stabbing dolphins were hiding around to protect them.

A look of pity appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes. After obtaining the soul ring yesterday, Qian Xunji took the two of them to visit a small village in the countryside and get something to eat.Most of the places they live in are thatched houses, and the better ones are houses made of wood and earth. The main dish they eat is blue silver grass roots, and there is almost no meat.

Qian Renxue, who lived in a splendid worship hall and ate delicacies all day long, had never seen this before. She also asked Snake Spear Douluo to secretly exchange a gold soul coin for a cooked Bluesilver Grass and put it in her mouth. As a result, she bit it. I almost vomited.

Qian Renxue pulled Qian Xunji's sleeve and asked, "Dad, these people work so hard for their lives, why are they still living so hard?"

Chihiro Ji said indifferently: "Look down and you will know."

Half an hour later, the sun rose slowly and covered the earth with light. Outside Soto City, two teams of soldiers wearing armor and training with spears came slowly, and in the center of the two pairs of soldiers was a figure Tall and handsome, a young man in his 20s, wearing a luxurious robe with gold trim came over, followed by a group of soldiers in armor.

In just a moment, the young man in robes led the soldiers to the center of the street vendors, looked at the fresh vegetables and fruits, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Prince Lodley." All the peasants looked at the handsome young man, their bodies trembling unconsciously, and fear appeared in their eyes.

Lodley clapped his hands, and the most standard nobleman's smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "All the soldiers obey the order and buy all these vegetables and fruits."

After giving the order, all the soldiers went out and went to various stalls. They said they were buying, but in fact they were just robbing. Some barely threw a few copper soul coins to show off, and some just kicked the stall owner away and took them away directly.

For a time, all the stall owners in the streets and alleys were wailing and praying.

Qian Renhan looked at this scene and murmured in his heart: "It is exactly the same as Shrek Zhao Wuji described the style of the nobles of the Baroque Kingdom."

"Dad, Dad, can we help them? They are so pitiful." Qian Renxue pulled Qian Xunji's sleeves, tears appeared in the corners of her eyes. These fruits and vegetables were obtained by farmers' hard work. If they were just like this, It is entirely foreseeable that these farmers will have a difficult life in the future, and some may even starve to death.

Qian Xunji sighed, shook his head and said: "No, Xiaoxue, the purpose of our Wuhun Palace is to bring peace to the mainland. If it is stopped, the relationship between Wuhun Palace and the Baroque Kingdom will deteriorate. Once a fight breaks out, it will become It was the trigger of the continental war. We finally managed to get Tiandou and Xingluo to have a truce. If the war breaks out again between the two empires, how many people will die?"

Reminder: Bibi Dong is the one who wants to unify the mainland in a war. Qian Daoliu didn't have this idea, and was pulled into a chariot later. There are too few descriptions in the original work of Chihiro Ji, so I don't know.

At this moment, Qian Xunji turned around and saw Qian Renhan's eyes that were emotionless and still so calm, and couldn't help but ask: "Xiaohan, what do you think?"

"You bitch, you deserve to be enslaved, not worthy of pity." Qian Renhan responded indifferently, and then said: "Father, Xiaoxue, what you see may be that these people are being squeezed, helpless, and pitiful, but I have seen something Something else.”

"The eyes of these oppressed people reveal pain, sadness, and despair, but there is no anger or hatred." Qian Renhan showed a sarcastic smile on his lips and said indifferently: "This also means that these people are used to being oppressed. , have basically become accustomed to it, and think that it is natural for the nobles to exploit them, so why should I sympathize with them."

"Xiaohan, how could you have such an idea!"

Qian Xunji asked angrily. It has been six years since he was born. Qian Renhan has neither salt nor respect for his father. Even if he awakens the fallen angel spirit, he can tolerate it and treat him like Qian Renxue. , but if Qian Renhan has this mentality towards the suffering people in the world, he will simply not be able to bear it. This is not only the martial soul that runs counter to the angel clan, but also the thoughts and ideas that run counter to the angel clan. This son of his, regardless of the martial soul or the angel clan, Thoughts are completely different from the angel family.

"This is my truest opinion. A group of unqualified ordinary people who have been kneeling for a long time, don't know how to resist, don't know how to stand up, and don't have any thoughts of resistance in their hearts, deserve to be squeezed, starve to death, and be called pariahs. A group of people are born to think that they are Tang Hao and slaves like dogs."

Qian Renhan still responded like this, expressing his most honest opinion.

PS: I think what I have written is clear enough. The people of Douluo are equivalent to the nobles putting a knife on their necks for no reason. They also think that it is only right for the nobles to kill them. Slavery, born to think of oneself as inferior.

(End of this chapter)