Douluo: The God of Death returns, shocking Ning Rongrong at the beginning

Chapter 20 Xiao Wu’s talkativeness [Please collect and read]

The faces of everyone in Shrek Academy were ashen. From their expressions, it was easy to see that everyone at this time had already understood the concept of the strong.

He also realized why Dugu Bo forced them out of the Noble Academy of the Tiandou Empire in the first place. This was a symbol of strength.

Dugu Bo sighed and said, "Tang San wakes up and asks him to find me. I need to stay in seclusion for a while."

This battle had damaged his mind. If he couldn't recover from that mental state, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to make a breakthrough in the future.

Dean Flender wanted to speak, but he refused to put down his raised right hand. It was not until Senior Dugu Bo completely disappeared from sight that he slowly retracted his arm.

"Oh, that's it. Let's talk about it after Xiaosan and Xiaogang wake up."

Dean Flender seemed to have aged several dozen years. There was no expression on his face, and he could only place his hopes on Tang Hao.

...............

At dawn the next day, the golden rooster announced the dawn.

Chenchuan arrived at Yuexuan in advance, and when the noble disciples around him saw him, they also bowed their hands and saluted.

His identity has long been exposed. The grandson of Sword Douluo, the protector elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Chenchuan's status can be said to be above ten thousand people.

Even the members of the Tiandou Empire's imperial family had to call him "senior" or "young master" after seeing it.

Most of these nobles are the descendants of powerful men in the empire, so they naturally want to climb up to the behemoth of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Some noble children even wanted to get acquainted with him.
  It's a pity that Chenchuan has no feelings for these guys and declined each other's requests one after another.

Tang Yuehua smiled softly and said: "You are really different from others. In my opinion, what these nobles want most is to find their significant other here and have a political marriage. "

Chenchuan took a sip of tea and said, "I have no interest in this kind of vulgarity. Mrs. Tang Yuehua, how are we going to practice today?"

Tang Yuehua gently took out a piano score from the soul guide, handed it to Chenchuan, and said calmly: "You should learn the music here first. If you want to make your own music more noble, you must do this. Have to face it.”

Chenchuan took the piano score handed over and nodded slightly. He had been exposed to this kind of thing once when he was a child, but it was only in his childhood, and he had already forgotten it all.

Tang Yuehua sat on the sofa elegantly and easy-going, looked at the young man with long white hair in front of him, and said softly: "As a strong man, you must first learn to control everything about yourself, including your emotions, strength, and breath. In other words, your Everyone’s emotions are different, so their control is also different.”

"Although it is not difficult to control feelings, it is not a simple matter. If you want to completely suppress the murderous intention in your heart, you still need some concentration. Only then can you completely suppress it."

"It's just that it takes time to sharpen, it can't be done overnight, you should understand what I mean."

Chenchuan smiled and said: "Mrs. Yuehua, you may not know my experience over the years, but this is normal. No one else would be willing to believe this."

The seven emotions and six desires are natural and cannot be controlled by humans.

Some people are willing to fall for money. Some people even risk death for women.

All this is your own choice.

Tang Yuehua was not angry, but explained it to him carefully. In her eyes, although the child Chenchuan was murderous, he was not like that in the future. There might be a chance to change him back to his original appearance.

However, Chenchuan didn't think so. The reason why he came to Yuexuan was just to suppress the murderous aura in his body so that he would not fall into madness.

Otherwise, once completely swallowed up by the murderous aura, it is very likely to kill all the living creatures in the Tiandou Empire.

In the next few days, Chenchuan repeated his old life and continued to suppress his murderous intention.

Finally, with the help of the system, the murderous energy was integrated into the Seven Kills Sword bit by bit, causing the originally silver-white Seven Kills Sword to turn blood red at this moment. Looking at the mutation of Wuhun, Chenchuan was not too nervous or surprised.

Instead, he revealed a long-lost sense of relaxation.

Xiao Wu leaned over, pursed her green cherry lips, and asked curiously: "Senior, why did your martial spirit suddenly turn red? Has it mutated?"

Chenchuan looked at Xiao Wu behind him indifferently. Under those light red eyes, Xiao Wu immediately lowered his head deeply, not daring to say anything more.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask in the future. Do you understand?"

Chenchuan withdrew his martial spirit, stood up slowly, and said calmly: "How long is it until the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition?"

"Three months."

Xiao Wu replied weakly.

Chenchuan nodded. Unexpectedly, there were only three months left until the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. It seemed that his cultivation speed needed to be accelerated.

"Senior... I am a student of Shrek Academy. This competition is about to begin. Can you let me participate..."

A crisp sound.

Xiao Wu's innocent cheeks instantly became red and swollen.

Tears kept rolling in her eyes. Xiao Wu covered her face in pain and looked at the man in front of her.

"Have I ever told you that sometimes your life is not something you can control? If you dare to say any more nonsense, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Xiao Wu nodded silently, turned around and ran to the courtyard. Unable to suppress the pain in her heart any longer, she lay on the table and cried.

Chenchuan ignored it.

She was her own trophy, and she wanted to negotiate terms with her master, which was simply asking for her own death.

In this world full of killing and selfishness, the weak have no right to choose.

All they should do is obey orders, otherwise only death awaits them.

Sword Douluo came with his sword at this time. When he saw Xiao Wu lying on the table crying, he couldn't help but frowned. He immediately raised his head and looked at Chuan'er who was sitting by the window and said:

"Chuan'er, there are still a few months until the competition. Emperor Xue Ye of the Tiandou Empire has decided to invite all the forces participating in the competition to come to a meeting to discuss the rewards for this competition."

"You go ahead, I don't have time."

Chenchuan responded, not wanting to pay attention to matters between empires. They gathered together just to brag about their current strength, or to indirectly extend an olive branch.

Very boring.

Sword Douluo touched his nose and said, "Chuan'er, I heard that the victorious side will be assigned fiefdoms and promoted to nobles."

"Not interested in."

Kendo Chenxin shrugged awkwardly. In that case, he had no choice but to follow Feng Zhi.

(End of this chapter)