Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 279 Xiaoqi, don’t you recognize me?

"My lord, what happened?"

The warm rays of the setting sun pierced through the layers of forest, casting mottled shadows on the hills outside the camp.

Qianjie raised his head and "looked" at Falian who hurriedly walked out of the camp. His eyes, which could not see anything under the star curtain, paused for a moment on Falian's bright head as described by others, "The atmosphere in the camp is too If you're feeling bored, just come out and take a breath."

The God of Destruction and the God of Life did not see anything wrong with this ordinary mortal. If he had to point out something unique, it might just be a bald head that is standard for strong men.

Falian breathed a sigh of relief. He thought that the protector of the refugee team in front of him was also infected with the plague.

He just stood here in a daze for most of the day.

"By the way, what were you going to do in Xingluo City?" Qianjie turned his head and turned his attention to the temporary camp of the refugees.

Falian touched his bald head and replied with some doubts: "I heard that many workshops similar to the Sun and Moon Empire's factories have been opened in Star Luo City. There is a shortage of people, especially those who have some understanding of soul guidance devices." Those of us who once belonged to Shrek City have more or less seen soul guides. Now that no one wants them, we can only try to find a way out in Star Luo City.

"My lord, didn't you ask this question when we met?"

To be honest, Fa Lian now really doubts whether Qianjie has also been infected with the plague.

"No, I'm asking about you, not you." Qianjie turned his attention to the bald head again.

"I'm not afraid of your ridicule, sir. I originally planned to follow you, sir, to repay your life-saving grace, but after you helped me awaken my martial spirit, I gave up this idea." Fa Lian grinned innocently. He smiled naively, "After all, sir, you look more like a group of soul masters who are undergoing training. An ordinary person without soul power like me will probably only be a drag on you."

Not only may it become a drag when encountering danger, but a problem of footpath is enough to make ordinary people give up the idea of ​​following a soul master - without transportation, the soul master may not be seen for an hour or two. The distance is different from that of ordinary people, but after the length of time is extended to half a day or even a day, ordinary people are destined to fall behind the soul master by a large margin.

The number and duration of rests for soul masters are far less than that of ordinary people, and their ability to adapt to and resist the environment is also greater than that of ordinary people.

"So what now?" Qianjie asked curiously.

"Now my goal is to go to Star Luo City to be a caravan guard or join the noble guard. After all, I also have a martial spirit." Falian said proudly while waving the stick-like object in his hand.

There are also differences between ordinary people. People with martial souls are better in certain aspects than people without martial souls.

For example, Falian, at least he has a long stick that is stronger than most ordinary iron weapons, and he doesn't have to worry about wear and tear. Coupled with his already strong physique, with a little training he can become a An elite soldier.

"How about you stick to your original idea." Qianjie felt the fluctuation of the strong man in front of him waving the long stick, and suddenly said.

Falian was stunned for a moment, but after a moment he withdrew Wuhun's hurried wave, "No, no, no, sir, an ordinary person like me will only be a burden to you."

"No, I believe you can keep up and are willing to follow me." Qianjie didn't give the strong man much room to refuse, so he flew down the mountain and headed towards the camp.

Tuliu Falian stood there at a loss. His bald head reflected the sunlight that penetrated the dense forest, and a few drops of sweat appeared at his loss.

It was like some light was shining in the back of his head.

A bald head with twelve circular scars as described by others to Qianjie.

"By the way, how long will it take to get to Xingluo City?" The familiar cold voice came from under the mountain, interrupting all his thoughts.

……

"According to our current efficiency of stopping in a city for half a day, it will take about seven days." The night was like a black curtain, covering the sky and covering the city in the blink of an eye.

Songzi raised his head and glanced at the cloudy night sky, then turned back and glanced at the brightly lit aristocratic mansion with a strange look on his face, then answered Wang Donger's question and pulled her towards the hotel.

"So I still have to endure seven days of banquet socializing?" Wang Dong'er couldn't help but ask.

Compared to the Sun Moon Empire mission, which was said to be delayed by the evil soul master and the huge team, Shrek's people heading to Star Luo City also had their own troubles - there were endless aristocratic banquets everywhere they went.

"This is necessary. Who told you to be the representative of the Shrek exchange group?" Songzi shrugged helplessly.

In view of the reason why Shrek did not establish a country - although Shrek was actually an independent kingdom outside the Douluo Three Kingdoms before his hometown was bombed, and Shrek has always had a sense of ownership of the mainland, at least in name it was still within the territory of the Tianhun Empire The Soul Master Academy.

Therefore, Shrek's team that went to Star Luo City to ask for education funds naturally could not imitate the Sun and Moon Empire and use the banner of a mission, but used the name of communicating with the Star Luo Royal Academy.

And this kind of nominal disparity with the Star Luo Empire, as well as the fact that Shrek has now lost even its original territory, makes it very difficult to win the so-called education funds.

To put it in simpler terms: If a college needs education funds and accidental subsidies, it should go to an insurance company or the department in charge of education. That is, the Star Luo Empire imitated the Ministry of Education that was just established a few years ago by the Sun and Moon Empire. This is broken. This matter is not worthy of being brought to the attention of the Xingluo Court and the Xingluo Emperor.

Whether people from the Shrek exchange group can meet Emperor Xingluo depends on the emperor's mood.

If Shrek is really just a simple college that only wants to teach and educate people, and the "education funds" are just education funds, then if you don't look for the emperor, you won't look for it. It's not a big deal.

But the problem is that Shrek has never been a simple academy, and "educational development funds" are not just money. Strictly speaking, Shrek, with the support of two countries, is not short of money. What they want is the Star Luo Empire. An attitude that is willing to surrender to Shrek's order.

This meant that they had to meet the emperor and the decision-makers of the Star Luo Empire, not just a few officials who were pushed out casually to fool people.

Unless Shrek doesn't want to play anymore and wants to start a civil war in the Three Kingdoms, let Chen Haixi come over and flip the table.

Otherwise, you have to follow this procedure - and this leads to the current situation: Every time you go to a place, you first attend a noble banquet, and try to connect with the feelings between the Shrek brothers in the past, in the hope that they can be slightly closer to Shrek in attitude. Just a little bit.

One thing to say is that after tens of thousands of years, 70.00% of the soul master nobles who exist in the Douluo Three Kingdoms today have some connection with Shrek. They either once studied in Shrek, or their ancestors studied in Shrek, or they have ancestors who studied in Shrek. Unfortunately, a certain seventh aunt and eighth aunt also went to Shrek to study.

But this kind of classmate feeling... "Junior Brother Beibei, Senior Brother, I have always missed my time in Shrek, and I am also willing to offer my little help when my alma mater is in danger. After all, Junior Brother, I was still there when you were a child. I've played horse riding with you." The middle-aged man holding the red wine glass was shaking as he walked, "It's not a problem if you want money or people, but if you want me in the court, I would like to say a few kind words to my alma mater, but I’m sorry, senior brother, that I can’t help you.”

Beibei, who has become a student of Shrek's inner courtyard again, has an unmistakable gentle smile on her face. Since Wang Dong'er is not good at socializing, Wang Dong'er can only show her face, and then she can go wherever she likes.

He is the one who is really responsible for communication.

"Junior brother, you have been in the academy all year round, so you may not be aware of the changes in the Star Luo Empire today. The tyrant now makes no secret of his ambitions. He has taken over the land that our ancestors have owned for generations, vigorously promotes soul guidance devices in the army, and prohibits us from intervening in specific matters. Local management and military training, senior brother, I have long been unable to say a few words in court."

It's no wonder that a genius soul saint who looked upright and had a sense of honor in the past would degenerate into this.

While looking at the explicit performance on the stage, Beibei sighed in his heart, but what came to his lips was, "Brother, I can understand your difficulty. Shrek is here to correct Emperor Xingluo's wrong behavior. .”

The former genius soul saint was startled for a moment, then laughed loudly and approached Beibei, "I won't talk about these unhappy things anymore. While those little girls who don't understand anything are gone, come and see more." Look at the best bride I bought for my dog ​​from Yuexuan at a huge price, senior brother."

The lights in the hall dimmed instantly.Those who came to the banquet heard bursts of short breathing, and they must have understood it. Then there were bursts of moans in the darkness, and a dark red light lit up in an instant.

Beibei immediately closed her eyes, and after a moment, she opened her eyes and looked towards the stage. There was a smile in her eyes, but there was a hint of coldness in them.

It was just a lewd performance involving beasts, and it only stayed at the level of depravity and not treating people as human beings. There was much more depravity than this in the Tianhun Empire.

From the beginning, he simply inflicted physical pain and tortured the souls of the living with various unnatural punishments; to his fate reversal, he threw his female relatives who had no soul master talents into the lawless slums and degraded the streets to the extreme. The gangster accesses the noble mansion in the name of illegitimate child or some other name, just to capture the distortion of human nature at the moment when fate reverses...

Sometimes Beibei wonders whether the so-called nobles and evil soul masters are just different in name.

"The so-called nobles are no different from evil soul masters, and the Haotian Sect is no different from them." Tang Kui stood at a corner of the street, glanced at the so-called banquet in the mansion, pulled up his hood and walked towards Wang Dong'er in front.

To be honest, picking someone up was a troublesome job. He first went to Xintiandou City and had a fight with Chen Haixi for a long time, almost starting a fight on the spot. Only after he made a promise that he would not harm Wang Donger did he learn about Wang Donger's whereabouts.

Then I spent a lot of words to convince Tang Yu, the other Haotian sect who protected Wang Donger - after all, such a big change happened to the family after a long trip, which is a bit difficult for individuals to accept and understand.

But after all, he is from the Haotian Sect and is much easier to convince than Chen Haixi.

Now it may be necessary to spend countless words to convince Wang Donger - Poseidon killed the former sect leader and second sect leader of Haotian Sect. Wang Donger may be the most difficult to accept in Haotian Sect.

Thinking about it makes my head hurt. The thousands of years of being a member of the Haotian Sect have made Tang Kui not very good at debating and wrangling with others.

But I have to say that I can’t use my favorite hammer yet.

"Uncle Kui, what are you doing?" Wang Dong'er looked at Tang Kui who came out from behind with a puzzled look.

I can't say that Wang Dong'er knows all of them in the Haotian Sect, but Wang Dong'er, who is at the pinnacle of the Haotian Sect and is the most powerful person, still recognizes them all.

Tang Kui opened his mouth, but in the end he found that he could not speak.

In fact, he couldn't speak - he couldn't make a sound that had nothing to do with feelings.

This is not normal.

"Can you give in?" Before he could figure out the reason, another hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him.

He turned his head blankly, and the voice did not show much arrogance and majesty, because the visitor did not need such things to decorate himself.

The arrogance and majesty of these two figures are innate and do not need to be proven to anyone.

So he couldn't help but make way for these two people - a figure wearing a long purple cloak and a figure wearing green palace clothes.

"Xiao Qi, don't you recognize me?"

Wang Donger also stared blankly at the two figures who suddenly appeared from the road, and was at a loss for a moment.

It wasn't until he met those gentle and charming red eyes that he asked tentatively: "Uncle Kutri? Aunt Shivato?"

She didn't know where the name came from. She didn't remember these two people, but they were so familiar.

So she cried and threw herself into the arms of the purple-robed man in front of her without hesitation.

"I haven't learned anything else. Shura's Sword of Judgment of Good and Evil has learned a fifth of its charm - at least it can divide people's souls." The goddess of life glanced at Wang Dong'er in the arms of the God of Destruction, with a smile on her lips. There was a hint of ridicule, "It's a pity that the first target of practice turned out to be my own daughter."

"With such a father at stake, no one can do anything. Who would have thought that a father would actually take action against his own daughter?" The God of Destruction was silent for a moment before saying dryly, "It's just that we found out too late."

It was indeed discovered too late.

"Leave it to me first." The goddess of life shook her head and took Wang Donger from the arms of the god of destruction. "You have to thank the angel for telling the bottom line, distinguishing between good and evil, and not spreading hatred to its descendants. , willing to give us the other half of his soul."

As she spoke, a golden vial that was neither gold nor wood suddenly appeared in her other hand.

That was the other half of Wang Donger's soul that Qianjie had always kept in his hands.

He could only let it go. Neither he nor Electrolux could do anything with the other half of the remnant soul, but that didn't mean that a god-king couldn't do anything.

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)