Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 114 Huo Yu...

"Uncle Shire, thank you!" Qian Jie found Old Shire in the Ice and Snow Pass.

Reality is not a game, leadership is not a skill name, an A+ means you can call on others at will.

Qianjie himself didn't know whether he had the attribute of leadership, and he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to stuff Tang San back into the cesspit in the future to dig up the dung with a dung fork. The lives of the previous family followed suit, that was purely a dream.

So he was not in a hurry or panic, it was already very good to get a promise of asylum at a critical moment.

This thing, let it happen.

It's better to worry about the immediate matter first, such as agreeing to the old Shire.

"Thank you, this is the quality that a guide should have. Besides, I still count on your soul guidance workshop." Old Shire put his hands in his thick sleeves and smiled.

"Don't worry, we haven't forgotten, I'll go back with you." Qian Jie pulled Huo Yulin and returned a cheerful smile.

There was the sound of stepping on the snow behind him, and the old Shire and the soldiers in front of him quickly lowered their heads with a look of respect.

Qian Jie turned his head, but it was Gu Zhen whom he had seen in the hut before.

He has long black hair, is dressed in black, his face is sharp and resolute with ice and snow, and he is holding a stick wrapped in black cloth in his arms.

"Xuanzu asked me to follow you in the future." He looked at Qianjie seriously, without any language skills, and spoke bluntly.

"Of course, my personal wish is that I don't want to follow someone who looks younger than me, and I don't really want to go to the muddy quagmire in the south." He stuck the stick in his arms in the snow. On the ground, he squeezed his fist, and there was a sound of bone brittleness.

"Xuanzu said to watch more and think more, but I don't understand much.

"I have my own way. In the northern border, only those who can lead others to live are eligible to be followed.

"Xuanzu said that you are very satisfying to him. I am 14 years old now, with a spirit power of level 52, and I have never received such an evaluation from him, so I guess there is a high probability that I cannot beat you.

"But I still want to fight. This is a necessary process, and it will also allow me to judge whether you have the ability to lead me to live."

The snow under Gu Zhen's feet began to fly around him, a golden coiling dragon stick appeared in his hand, and five soul rings in yellow, yellow, purple, black and black lighted up.

Compared with Gu Yun's Coiling Dragon Stick, the dragon soul on it is like a dead thing, but its momentum is amazing enough.

"There's so much nonsense, don't we still have to fight." Qianjie's voice sounded from Tianmeng, "Hurry up, boy! Let him see what is called a genius and what is called a humanoid transportation tool for brother!"

Tianmeng was thrown onto Old Shire's winter hat, and while taking the winter hat away, it also revealed the middle-aged and elderly hairstyle that was shiny in the middle and sparse around it.

Not all soul masters have the ability to guarantee that they will not lose their hair.

"Okay." Qian Jie took off his glasses and handed them to Huo Yulin beside him.

Fighting, that's what soul masters exist for, and the hairless monkey family also likes fighting the most.

The soldiers surrounded the two of them in a circle and began to watch, as if watching a show while eating melons.

"Animosity is boundless, conquest is boundless..." Four soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, emerged from his body, bringing a different brilliance in this icy world.

It was still a traditional process that embarrassed Qian Jie and made the onlookers exclaim. Qian Jie gave himself four buffs.

Different from the previous books in the Shrek arena where he swung a meteor hammer like a berserker, this time Qianjie held the book in his left hand, like a devout preacher.

The premise is to ignore the golden light blade that pops out from his right hand.

Holding a book in one hand and a sword in the other.

"You lost." The next moment, the sword was already on Gu Zhen's neck.

If you open a bunch of hooks and fly up and down, then you can wipe your neck for a thousand kalpas.

Gu Zhen blinked blankly, seeing no sign of Qianjie's action.

No matter how fast the speed is, there must be a sign, right? !

There was no sign at all, one second he was still standing opposite, and the next second the sword was already on his shoulder.

It was as if a period of time had been deleted.

"Master Gu Zhen, why didn't you move just now?!"

Gu Zhen recalled the shouts of the soldiers next to him. It was probably some kind of mind-blowing soul skill, but he didn't feel like he was being controlled.

But entangled in these meaningless, lose is lost.

The glowing golden long sword was still resting on his shoulder, Gu Zhen blinked his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and ticked it, signaling to the soldiers next to him to hand over the things wrapped in real black cloth inserted in the snow, and the soldiers pulled them out very sensiblely, and handed them to Gu Zhen with great effort.

It can be seen that the thing is very heavy.

However, Gu Zhen regarded it as a weak feather, easily held it in his hand, and took off the black cloth covering its surface.

It was a long staff similar to Gu Yun Gu Zhen Wuhun, it looked like it was made of gold, with a mad dragon hovering on it, and several familiar characters for thousands of kalpas.

"Following a boss like you shouldn't suffer too much."

Saying so, Gu Zhen held up the long stick with both hands, raised it above his head, and knelt down on one knee.

Qian Jie took the stick with one hand, it was really heavy.

One hand still maintains the posture, and the sword is still resting on Gu Zhen's shoulder.

Like a canon.

……

"Boss, can you tell him to shut up?!" The addition of a follower, Qianjie, didn't make much sense, but Tianmeng next to him was too noisy.

The noise caused Gu Zhen to clenched his fists and let go.

They have now followed Old Shire out of the Ice and Snow Pass and are on their way to Old Shire Town.

"I'm warning you kid, show respect to me, when I'm criss-crossing in the extreme north..."

After that, there was no more noisy voice from Tianmeng in the wind and snow, and Gu Zhen let out a sigh of relief.

"Boss, what happened to the alias you helped me think of?" He asked Qian Jie immediately.

Naturally, a pseudonym is required, with an ancient surname, and holding a dragon stick in his hand, it is easy for anyone who wants to find out.

"Well, it's called Huo Yuzhen." Qian Jie adjusted his glasses, thinking of the name casually.

Now he is considering whether to keep Tianmeng's mouth shut in the future.

"Why Huo Yu again? Brother, can you change your name?"

Huo Yulin turned his head with a question mark on his face.

"No, because this prefix has great luck, and we need to rub your luck."

"..."

Alright, Huo Yulin continued to brave the wind and snow.

Qian Jie didn't bother, looking at the long stick in his hand, he fell into deep thought.

According to what Gu Zhen said, this is the token passed down by their Gu family. An ordinary stick is nothing more than the key point, it should look more dignified.

But Qian Jie always feels that things are not that simple, and there is no special feeling, just his intuition.

You went to a place and got a mission item that has been passed down for thousands of years. How could it be just a simple decoration?

But now on the way, it's hard to try any ideas, so I can only wait until the ground.

　There are three more, despair
　　
　
(End of this chapter)