Today is the day of the Fengxian lecture.

As the companion of today's "rebel leader", Feng Xian and Bai Mengmeng's painting style seems to be completely reversed, at least the force value is reversed.

And Feng Xian looks much gentler than Bai Mengmeng - and has a lot of brains.

The soldiers in the barracks are also quite happy to listen to Feng Xian's lectures, there are no wind and snow days, every day is walking on the tip of the knife, and Feng Xian's lectures can still make them recall the old days.

In other words, these people are still nostalgic for the past.

It's just that Feng Xian's lecture today is destined to disappoint them.

Bai Mengmeng sat in the center below, holding her chin and looking at the man standing above.

They had come to attend the lecture, but she just wanted to see him.

How did he ...... It's so pretty.

The good-looking Bai Mengmeng can't help but want to take Feng Xian back and brew the sauce a hundred times now, you know, once a person who has opened a meat dish turns on some kind of strange switch, don't try to make her a vegetarian all the time.

Feng Xian is talking about desire today.

If Feng Xian is in politics, then he must be a very qualified politician, even if it is a boring point of view, it can make Feng Xian's words interesting, but for a moment, there is already laughter below, but this laughter is not ridicule, but is amused by Feng Xian's humorous and witty language.

In order to get that throne, Feng Xian naturally worked hard, and it can even be said that he worked harder than the other brothers combined.

After all...... Feng Xian was disqualified from running for the throne from the beginning.

"Sometimes, there are desires that do not need to be suppressed, and they are properly released to ......"

In fact, how could the people of the Matcha continent not have desire?

Slaves yearn for freedom, poor people yearn for wealth, and all kinds of desires will gradually sprout in their hearts, and then drive them forward.

But the matcha continent that Feng Xian saw was not like this, the matcha continent looked very harmonious, as if everyone was a saint who had no desires and no desires.

You know, it's absolutely impossible.

Even the ideal kingdom that seems closest to the saints has its own desires.

However, there seems to be no people in the Matcha Continent, and the slaves still look very happy every day even if they are engaged in unequal work, even the poor ghosts who will die of hunger also seem very happy.

But sometimes, even if the desire is pressed in the bottom of the heart, it will run out of the eyes.

Feng Xian could see the desire in their eyes, but she had never seen them unleashed.

This is a very unscientific thing.

Then there is only one explanation, and that is that these desires are suppressed in the heart, day after day, year after year, and finally become a scar that will never heal, until death, and this scar dies with it.

Of course, there are also people who will be tormented by this scar and lose their minds, and then fall into the abyss.

The following gradually fell silent, the laughter gradually disappeared, and those people had unconsciously followed the rhythm of the phoenix string and began to think about what kind of existence desire is.

"Now tell me, do you have desires?"

The young man's voice seemed to be bewitched, like the whispers of demons, luring them step by step towards the abyss.

Yet no one was aware of it, and they were still pondering.

Sometimes, they just need someone to wake up, knowing that no one in this world is stupid.

"Absolutely!"