I Don’t Want To Go Against The Sky

Nervousness, stress, and ensuing.

The disciples of Changhong Zong were pale, with cold sweat on their foreheads like a waterfall.

The last day came, and it was a torture to them at all times.

They had only one idea in their hearts. When they continued this way, it became clear that everyone would die. Until now, I don't know if anyone would meet the requirements of the other party.

Lin Fan is much lazy to say something.

Just looking at their own good fortune, the young man was very good just now. Under great pressure, he successfully developed faith in himself, so that he also knew that he didn't need to say anything. Some things can be achieved. That ’s true. Reached it.

For all Changhong Sects, this may be the darkest three days.

During these three days, they changed from the indifference of the first day to the trembling and trembling, and their mentality and psychological process have changed greatly.

"My son, this is the tea I found from the house of the Changhong Sect. It tastes very good." The dog is busy, the tea is very good, and a piece of tea floating on hot water exudes a strong fragrance.

Beast.

brute.

The Changhong suzerain pretended to be dizzy there, and occasionally changed his position. The words said by the dog were in his ears. These people were bandits. When he came to Changhong suzerain, he asked him if he could touch him.

"Well." Lin Fan sipped the tea, and the tea remained, and he was very energetic: "Dog, this tea is good, so take it away."

"My son, I know you definitely like it, so it's all done." Gou Zi replied.

Lin Fan said, Changhong Zong is not very good, but he really enjoys it. Even when he is in Youcheng, this tea has never been tasted.

The pig **** was convinced of the master and servant.

He didn't even want to understand what your parents, Hongzong, wanted to do. If it was a housebreaker, you can tell it straight out. There is no need to find so many reasons.

It didn't take long for another person to develop faith.

Sure enough, as expected, when in despair, the human body will burst into infinite power.

Even if they are not so straightforward, they can realize the existence of faith by their own efforts.

The gloomy realm gained faith and grew stronger.

It's just that these beliefs are really insignificant. There is no change in the realm of God except the main god's palace.

He didn't think that was the case with Divine Realm.

There is still a lot of use.

It is said that the statues in the palace are all good things, and belong to the priesthood under the seat of the Lord.

It ’s just that faith is not enough to activate.

as time flows.

More and more people believe in themselves.

To put it simply, those who believe in themselves have found the true meaning of licking dogs.

Although it is only the power of the lowest level of faith, as long as it is cultivated, there is no problem in raising their faith.

As for loyalty, it goes without saying.

Perhaps there is no sense of dependence on Budoshan, but he is absolutely worshipped.

It was getting dark.

Wait until the day, when dawn, the third day is over.

Lin Fan still looked blankly, but his breath gradually improved, like waves, toward the disciples, and continued to add a little pressure.

"Faith, what exactly is faith?"

"I don't want to die."

"I'm still young. I still have parents at home."

"Woohoo, I'm here to learn art. I haven't finished my art, and my life is about to die. How can this be?"

They felt very stressed, and maybe when the sun first rose, it was when they killed Huang Quan.

The last glance of the sun rises as usual. The scene that was ordinary and difficult to attract attention before is so beautiful. I hope to see it again.

"Well, it's time," Lin Fan said.

The sound exploded like a thunder in everyone's mind.

Some people just feel their brains are chaotic, their legs are trembling, they can't stand, they make a splash, sit on the ground with paralysis, their eyes become apathy, are they going to die?

We are really going to die.

When Lin Fan raised his palm, some disciples in the crowd floated uncontrollably and fell aside. In the state of apprehension and confusion of these disciples, they seemed to have heard the most beautiful voice in the world.

"You are qualified."

This is really too happy for the people selected by Lin Fan.

They hugged and wept, their tears burst and they couldn't stop, and they jumped and bounced, as if they had benefited from heaven.

A total of twenty-three people developed faith.

It's just too small compared with the number of disciples of Changhong Zong, it's only a small amount.

At this moment, for some reason, the qualified disciples straightened their waists, as if this kind of thing was very satisfying. When looking at the group of fellow teachers and brothers, their eyes exude regret and helplessness.

When the elders saw this look, they were all cyanotic.

Are these disciples all dumb hats?

Even such a look can be revealed.

"Well, it's you next." Lin Fan looked at the disciples, his mouth raised, and a smile appeared, and this smile was a bit horrible to Changhong's disciples.

As if death was beckoning at them.

"Ah! No."

Some disciples were crying, and their mental state was on the verge of collapse.

"What is faith?"

"Don't kill me, I already think of you as the **** in my heart."

"Woohoo ..."

Ok?

At this moment, many disciples have developed beliefs, which makes people feel a bit magical.

Not bad, really good.

"You disciples, do n’t panic. Today is the Changhong Zong calamity. Crying cannot be avoided. Take out your courage and the glory of Zong Men. Defend the Zong Men. Even if you die, you must not let the thieves look down on us. "The elder's momentum is soaring. The three days are also a torture to him, maybe it is now figured out.

At the last moment, I want to erupt my belonging to Zong Men and prepare to fight desperately with each other.

It was just that he looked at the capacity of Zongmen's disciples.

"I just want to live, look down on me and look down on me."

"me too."

"I give you a hoe, and you are the **** in my heart. As long as I live, I will always be like a statue and worship you every day."

Seeing the disciples so unproductive, the elders were so desolate in their hearts that they did not expect such a trivial matter to let them be like this, heaven, earth, when the disciples suffered in the past, did they let them pass at random?

There is no sense of belonging to Zong Men, and when he is in danger, he wants to betray Zong Men. Even if he trains well, he is a white-eyed wolf.

"Well, that's right."

Lin Fan also found that some disciples passed on their faith. I did not expect that at this moment, there would still be, it was good.

Count the previous ones.

There are still a hundred people so far, but the conversion rate is still too low compared to the number of all disciples in Changhong.

But forget it, it's good to have such gains.

"Every ugly state, these things, how to fight against the alliance." Pig God saw these people's ugly state, and for a time he didn't even know what to say.

People on several major lines of defense are not afraid of death.

But there are too many ancestral gates like Changhong Zong.

Many may not believe it.

Gongzi Lin said that these people met, he could not see where the match was.

Such greed for fear of death is really shameless.

Lin Fan brought another group of people out. When they learned that they were qualified, they wept with joy, and they felt like they were reborn, the sky became whiter, and the air became fresher.

Everything is beautiful.

Life has a new direction and a new goal.

Lin Fan thinks about it, it ’s OK to form a hundred people ’s faith, but the belief of these hundred people is really incomparable with the faith provided by the dog.

Levels and qualities are very different.

The gap is extremely large.

Lin Fan looked at those who were not qualified, and the disciples of Changhong Zong shuddered, shaking tremblingly, feeling that death was coming, and it was impossible to stop it.

"The ones that don't meet ... get away." Lin Fan waved.

Aha?

Maybe someone thinks they have heard it wrong, they have closed their eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

But suddenly.

They seem to have heard it wrong. What does the other person say?

Get them off?

As if I heard it wrong.

They looked at Lin Fan in doubt, and wanted to be certain again.

"Hurry up," Lin Fan said.

Suddenly, some people did not dare to use it, but curled up, holding their heads, and really left Changhong Zong in a rolling way.

Some people ran away, fearing that the other side would be regretful.

"This……"

Those who were selected as qualified thought that the same classmates and brothers would die, but now they left, right ... there is nothing wrong, that's how they left.

It's too unacceptable.

Lin Fan never thought about beheading these people from the beginning, because there was no need, mainly because there was not much hatred between people, and they were kind to themselves.

Not only provides a lot of rage points.

Many people still believe in themselves.

It is not a problem that they do not believe in themselves today. It is difficult to say that they will not believe in themselves in the future. These are hidden resources, and one that is dead is really one less.

In the deep pit ~ www.readwn.com ~ The lord of Changhong even climbed into the crowd and left in a crowd. When he left, he found that the other person's eyes had been locked on him. Without obstruction, it illustrates a problem, that is, people do not take him seriously.

Fortunately.

But my heart hurts a lot.

Zongmen is dead.

"We will see each other again in the future." Lin Fan looked at the crowd who was rushing towards the entrance of Zongmen. They believed that one day they would meet again, and at that time, there should be more faith power.

at this time.

Those who qualified passed out.

It's okay for everyone now, but they are left here, and it feels very wrong to think about it.

Lin Fan looked down at these guys, giving some sweetness.