Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 73
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A statue is not just a statue, but that's all.

It may be able to defend against or even counter a great soul master, but when a soul sect, a soul master, and four great soul masters join forces, when Qian Jie asks to borrow a little power of Electrolux, when Huo Yulin's eyes appear purple hour……

It is nothing.

The hammer with the wind and thunder finally hit the statue, and it really hit the smiling face who didn't know whether it was reserved or mocking.

The smashed whole face was sunken, like a funny clown.

That's all, no matter how much Wang Dong does, she won't be able to do it anymore, she has no strength, and the people who helped her tried their best.

It doesn't matter, because it has been dismantled.

The crowd of onlookers finally stopped being indifferent, and finally stopped looking at the sky, and turned into a raging crowd of people rushing forward!

It's not just a statue, but it can't resist people's hearts.

……

In the [-] dormitory, there were two people lying there—one Wang Dong and one Qianjie.

Qian Jie finally lived in the dormitory allocated to him by Shrek for the first time, gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate.

When the crowd hit, they had already been carried away by Huo Yulin and others from the front of the Shrek gate, and no one stopped the girls from entering the boys' dormitory, and the old man in front of the dormitory was not there.

"Who stopped you?" Wang Dong turned his head and looked at Qianjie on the other bed in the dormitory.

Undoubtedly, Qian Jie was stopped, or dragged the wounded body to reach the Shrek gate - when he first arrived, his whole body was tattered and his face was still wounded.

It's better now, but also pale.

Qianjie should not encounter these things, she has already hidden the existence of Qianjie.

"Who knows?" Qian Jie raised his head and looked at the board on the bed, his tone was faint.

He really didn't know, because he didn't see who did it, he just couldn't move when he was about to follow Wang Dongqian to the Shrek gate, and when the crowd was almost gone, he was suddenly bombarded by the soul power from the sky After a pause, Huo Yulin was dragged because of this, and could only watch Qianjie flying around in the examination field.

Although the other party withdrew his hand, otherwise he wouldn't be lying here.

Of course, he could guess who it was—it was really light to trick others into tearing down the statue of their ancestors, only to be beaten up.

It is meaningless for Wang Dongyin to hide his existence, and others are not stupid, so they can make reasonable speculations based on a series of events.

Soul masters don't really need evidence to do things, as long as they have doubts, that's enough.

So he never asked Wang Dongyin to hide himself, which would not only highlight his impure purpose, but also meaningless.

But regardless of whether it was meaningful or not, Wang Dong's affection was recognized, so there was no need to say it out to make this stupid goose feel guilty.

Wang Dong didn't speak any more, just looked straight at Qian Jie, until a figure blocked her line of sight.

Huo Yulin moved a small stool and sat between the two of them. She had been in the dormitory, but she didn't say anything, just sat with a blank expression on her face.

Because it's really hard to say anything.

"What you said will make history clear and make me a hero. Is it true?" Wang Dong didn't care, she just blocked it, she was used to Huo Yulin's behavior of tearing her down at every turn.

"It's true." Qianjie's voice came from the other end.

"It's more than that, isn't it?" Wang Dong raised his hand, staring at the palm in a daze.

"Yes." Of course it was more than that.

"Can you tell me?"

"No." Qian Jie replied firmly.

"Why? Don't worry about me getting angry. I want to take down the statue myself."

"It's a good behavior to only admit right and wrong, don't think about other things, it's easy to confuse right and wrong."

"Okay." Wang Dong didn't ask anymore, and she really didn't want to care about other things.

Silence came to the [-] dormitory again, until Wang Dong fell into a dream in a daze.

After waking up again, Qian Jie had already sat up, holding a box of rice into his mouth, and Huo Yulin was also picking up the rice.

There was another copy on the table, which should have been brought by Huo Yulin.

Wang Dong was not too polite, he just sat up and started to make dinner, played a game, dismantled a statue, he was really hungry.

After eating, Qian Jie suddenly stood up, looking like he was about to leave.

"Have you guessed the actions of those people behind?" Wang Dong asked suddenly.

She was referring to the sudden riot of the crowd.

Qian Jie looked at Wang Dong in surprise, but still nodded.

"They must also understand right and wrong?" Wang Dong asked with a smile.

"Yes, your actions have told them what is right and what is wrong. You gave them courage, so you are a hero." Qian Jie turned around and stopped looking at Wang Dong's face.

He was really ready to leave the dormitory.

"Really? I want to listen to the truth, and you are not allowed to continue speaking riddles." Wang Dong realized something, and just looked at him in a daze.

"There are real ones and some fake ones."

People follow the crowd, and no one can guess their hearts.

When someone raises the flag high, those who gather under the flag are not necessarily all companions, but also speculators and day-to-day people.

Ideals are always peerless treasures.

A look of disappointment appeared on Wang Dong's face. Under the sunlight shining into the dormitory, she seemed to be about to cry again.

Huo Yulin handed over the tissue in good time.

Wang Dong didn't answer, her eyes were red, but she didn't really shed tears.

She just looked at Qian Jie viciously: "If it happens again, I will still do it."

Qian Jie didn't say anything, and opened the door of the dormitory, followed by Huo Yulin.

"By the way, my name is not actually Huo Yuhao. This is a fake name. My name is Qianjie."

He turned his head suddenly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, standing quietly at the junction of light and shadow.

……

The sky was a blush, and the setting sun slanted across the sky, reflecting the sunset glow extremely brightly. The campus was filled with sunlight, and birds and insects sang in the woods.

There were still bursts of discussions coming from the Shrek gate, but they all seemed to be trying their best to keep their voices down, for fear of disturbing anything.

The statue that had been lying on the ground was not as elegant as it was when it stood up, and it was even difficult to judge that it was still a human figure, crumpled by the crowd, like a pig, and covered with footprints and white phlegm marks.

Other statues were also affected, with more or less damage.

Other statues were repaired, but the pig-like statue lying on the ground ignored it.

No one cares about it.

As if that was the ending it should have, the treatment it should have had.

An old man in the air watched all this silently. His waist was bent almost ninety degrees, and his face was covered with wrinkles and age spots.

He saw it all happen, lost his temper, and beat up the perpetrator.

But he didn't do anything, he didn't get stopped, he didn't get repaired, he didn't get the statue erected again.

Even if it's just a matter of him waving his hand, even if it's an ancestor in his blood.

Because his surname is Mu, not Yu.

He also didn't want the surname Yu, and even his great-great-grandson didn't allow the surname Yu because it was shameful.

Even if it's just deception.

His bent waist finally straightened by such a small margin, so small that it was almost impossible to notice.

The old man looked up at the sky again, smiled humbly, and closed his eyes.

Because he was afraid that he would not be able to stop showing the mockery in his eyes.

He turned to the sunset.

Open your eyes, it is sunset.

(End of this chapter)