Douluo: Exposing himself to Qian Daoliu at the beginning

Chapter 34: The Arrogant and Angry Angel Martial Spirit (Updated update, please subscribe for monthly subscription)
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"Persuade him..." Snow Emperor and Ice Emperor hesitated.

It's not that they are unwilling. From the perspective of the soul beasts, they are of course willing to contribute to the soul beast clan. However, if they are asked to use their sense of responsibility to kidnap Mo Yu...

"I'm afraid not." Snow Emperor looked ashamed.

"If it were me, I would give everything, but Xiao Yu has died once, or more than once. You have also seen that he can die for a promise with Qian Daoliu. If we persuade him, ,he……"

It will definitely help!

But they didn't want Mo Yu to be burdened with such a thing because of themselves.

Ice Emperor and Mo Yu have lived together for more than ten years, and Snow Emperor and Mo Yu have lived together for nearly ten years. They know Mo Yu very well, and even know themselves better than him in many places.

He softens up really easily.

And Mo Yu hates this world, because this world puts the most primitive bloody killings on the surface without even pretending, but he also knows that this kind of blood cannot be changed, so he wants to leave, but when he sees it, Missing, not bothered.

Why does Mo Yu not look very smart and carefree? Is he stupid?No, he is not stupid, he is very smart, but he doesn't want to live too clearly, nor does he want to live clearly. That would be too tiring and uncomfortable, so he usually acts like a fool, generous and optimistic.

It's hard to see him care about anything. Even for killing Tang San, Mo Yu didn't have any resentment. It's not that he's stupid, it's that he really doesn't want to worry about it. All he wants to do is live in the moment and live in the present. It’s better to spend every minute and every second now, instead of filling your mind with calculations, resentment, and torturing yourself.

"Sorry." Snow Emperor and Ice Emperor bowed slightly.

They can't coerce Mo Yu into this kind of thing just because he cares about them. If Mo Yu does it voluntarily, they will support him, but if they ask him to persuade Mo Yu, that's no different from coercion.

"I understand." Ditian nodded.

This result is quite expected...

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"How long have I slept?"

Mo Yu opened his eyes drowsily.

"It's been more than three days," Xuedi estimated.

"That's been a long time..." Mo Yu sat up and found that he was still in this special space at the bottom of the Lake of Life.

"Well, how is the Silver Dragon King?" Mo Yu asked.

He still couldn't call out the Angel Martial Spirit before he fell asleep. This guy seemed angry. However, he felt that if the Angel Martial Spirit really wanted to devour the spirit and take back his holy sword, he could still do it. I just took his thoughts into consideration, so I endured it.

"Her injuries have worsened again, and she is still in a coma." Snow Emperor said.

Mo Yu sighed deeply. He really didn't like to owe favors. If he owed something, he had to pay it back, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable all over.

After a pause, Mo Yu raised his head one by one, "Well, if I help her, you..."

"Mo Yu! Brother! Let me out!"

Tianmeng's shout suddenly appeared, interrupting Mo Yu.

"It's dark in here, so depressing!" Tian Meng said aggrievedly.

What Angel Martial Spirit and Snow Emperor and the others said were completely different!
Now he is locked directly in this scabbard and cannot move!The treatment is worse than being treated as a tool!

Mo Yu showed the split holy sword in his hand.

"Uh...what's with this scabbard?"

Mo Yu pulled out the holy sword with a lot of silver texture. As the blade came out of the sheath, a fast little black figure ran out of the sheath.

"Mo Yu, what's going on?" Tian Meng, who appeared in his spiritual body and became only the size of his hand, pointed at the scabbard of the holy sword in grievance.

"Didn't I say that you, an angel martial soul, have a big house and can come out to play at any time? Why am I locked up in a small dark room?"

The Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor had previously described how beautiful and fun the mysterious space of Mo Yu's angel martial spirit was. Why was he locked in the scabbard now?
"I don't know either." Mo Yu sheathed the sword. The next moment, Tian Meng, who finally came out to take a breath, was forcibly dragged back into the scabbard by an irresistible force and locked up.

"..." Mo Yu, Snow Emperor, Ice Emperor.

Is this revenge?

Can’t be wrong!This is the angel's martial spirit's revenge on Tianmeng!The holy sword was forcibly separated, which was equivalent to having one's belongings robbed.

"Ah!! Why!" Tianmeng's aggrieved cry came from the scabbard. Wasn't he trying to help Mo Yu?Although he also had his own little thoughts, didn't the most important thing be to help Mo Yu?Why do you do this to him?
And wasn't that martial spirit finally taken out by the Silver Dragon King?Why just take revenge on him?
"Uh... It should be because you are the culprit." Mo Yu reluctantly pulled out the sword blade, and Tian Meng jumped out again.

"Then I will always have to be locked up here in the future, right?" Tianmeng said pitifully.

"Brother Yu, I'm here to help you. Can you bear to see me locked up in a dark room? Can you bear to see me?"

Tianmeng blinked his big shining eyes hard, hoping to make Mo Yu soften his heart.

"But there's nothing I can do now." Mo Yu shrugged.

"I can't even release the angel spirit now."

This is a problem that has never occurred before.

"Then I..." Tianmeng's tears were about to fall.

He also wants to see the outside world, and he also wants to live a good life, and doesn't want to be locked up in a dark room.

"I'll think of a way." Mo Yu covered his face and said.

Tian Meng had indeed helped him. It was a bit unethical to lock people up in a dark room like this.

After thinking about it, Mo Yu closed his eyes and tried to sense his angry and hiding angel spirit.

In the sea of ​​spirits.

Mo Yu looked at the angel martial spirit flying in the air with his back to him, and tentatively said: "Can you do me a favor? Improve Tianmeng's environment. He is quite miserable, and he has helped me a lot. I can't be so ungrateful."

After a pause, the angel Wuhun, who had his back to Mo Yu, waved the holy sword in his hand, but from the look of it, it seemed a little awkward.

But Mo Yu could already feel that there was some more light in the newly manifested scabbard, and the space had expanded a lot. It was upgraded from a small dark room to a small bedroom.

Seeing that the other party still seemed to listen to what he said, Mo Yu spoke again: "Can you help the Silver Dragon King to treat her? After all, she is quite miserable. Her brain was not good in the first place, and now she is still so seriously injured. Moreover, she also helps If you kill me, I can’t repay kindness with hatred, can I?”

"..."

There was no response. Angel Wuhun lowered his head and looked at the changed holy sword in his hand, seemingly unhappy.

"I think it looks pretty like this..." Mo Yu muttered.

Before, the pattern of the Angel Holy Sword was just a very monotonous gold color, but now it has these silver scale textures, which really looks better than before.

"They all look good! They all look good!"

Seeing that the angel martial soul seemed to be angry again, Mo Yu quickly changed his mind.

This angel's martial soul didn't have this kind of consciousness in the previous life. Could it be because he went back in time?Has this martial spirit awakened?

Just when Mo Yu was stunned, the angel spirit with his back turned suddenly accelerated and hit him, knocking Mo Yu out of the sea of ​​​​spirits.

"Holy shit?" Mo Yu, who had passively left the sea of ​​​​spirits, was confused.

Isn't it?Is this angel's martial spirit so angry?

"Huh? No, I think I can use it again." Mo Yu was stunned and tried to summon his angel martial spirit, but it was different from before. Since the holy sword was gone, the angel martial spirit directly hugged his arms to his chest. In front of me, it looks very cool.

"It's still easy to talk." Mo Yu muttered.

He thought his angel spirit belonged to an uncle, but he didn't expect it to be just a little arrogant.

Mo Yu stood up, "Then wait for me. I'll go in and treat her to see if she can wake up."

"Go." Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor smiled.

They heard Mo Yu's whisper just now, if he wanted to help her.

Sure enough, he is still the same, he has died once, but he still won't change, he is still the same good old man.

(End of this chapter)