Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 215 Impure Motives
In the narrow alley, there are two teenagers looking at each other.

Two teenagers who are full of stories.

No one was willing to make a move first, and both sides stood there watching.

They looked at each other quietly, and they both understood.

If nothing else, this will be their last meeting.

The wind blows, blowing the fallen leaves from the ground.

The rustling sound of those fallen leaves was like a horn on the battlefield, breaking the last trace of peace in this alley.

It was Liu Ying who moved first.

Although all the major treasures brought by Xixuan were sold on credit, Oscar still kept one or two of them as his life-saving cards.

In the end, it was cheaper for Liu Ying.

On the other hand, Cao Bailu.

Now he has nothing.

The sword in Liu Ying's hand stabbed towards Cao Bailu at the moment when the wind blew by.

The sword wrapped in treacherous power, like the most daring swordsman in the army, stabbed straight at Cao Bailu.

Cao Bailu naturally reacted at that moment, he jumped high, not only dodged this fierce attack lightly, but also created a good opportunity for himself to attack next time.

The two old friends, in the back alley, will decide the outcome, life and death.

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Realized the transfer to another Cao Bailu.

Not that I wanted to write about him.

It was him who forcibly pulled the perspective of the duel.

"That's enough, stop the narration, are you annoying?"

"It was enough to bother you in the past, but now you are still uneasy. Will you die if you say a few words?"

He was in a remote tavern, drinking poor-quality wheat wine and eating even worse-quality peanut snacks.

"What's the use of writing that? It's just another chapter. A low-level author is a low-level author, and he can't even write a novel," he sneered, showing a mocking look, and twisted a peanut from the plate in front of him. Throwing it in the air, it fell into his mouth, "You should be more concerned about what I want to do now, shouldn't you?"

"That Cao Bailu deserves to be me. He immediately guessed that my motives were not pure. Unfortunately, it was too late." He smiled and took a sip of malt wine. "So, my dear readers, don't you understand?"

"That's right, what happened in these dozens of chapters, not to mention you, I think the author is in the dark, he doesn't understand why the situation is out of his control all of a sudden, just like Cao Bailu doesn't understand why It's all going to happen to him," he said.

"But, have you ever thought about it?"

This Cao Bailu supported his head with his hands, made a movement to make himself as relaxed as possible, and said in a lazy tone: "You are all being led away by the nose."

"Don't say anything else, just talk about me,"

"I am suspicious by nature, so it is normal that Cao Bailu, who is the protagonist, doesn't trust me. This does not hinder the development of everything, and it will not have any impact on the plot,"

"However, you shouldn't doubt me, just like the emperor shouldn't doubt his loyal ministers,"

"My death is the predestined outcome. If I don't completely defeat that Jiang Xinian, I can only fall into that endless cycle of reincarnation again,"

"So, although my motives are impure, I really have no motive to frame the protagonist Cao Bailu,"

"This is a fact,"

"Hey, maybe you guys think that this is a lame whitewash, maybe you're all going to go to the comment section to spray the author?"

This Cao Bailu leaned back violently, pressing the wooden chair under him until it creaked.

He put his feet on the table in front of him with wine glasses and plates, and rested his hands on his head, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Indeed, I have no motive to frame the protagonist Cao Bailu, this is a fact,"

"However, it is also true that my motives are not pure,"

"Look, this game of chess is coming to an end soon,"

"Soon,"

(End of this chapter)