Douluo's personal pendant

Chapter 180 I Like To Make Friends With People Who Have Dreams
In the simple and elegant hall, the breeze blows in from the wide open door, and the night wind is very cold, but the two people in the hall don't seem to feel the chill.

"Xue Beng, do you have a dream?"

Xue Beng looked at Tang Fei in astonishment, he didn't quite understand why Tang Fei said that.

Tang Fei smiled and took a few steps back, then turned his back to him, and said, "If a person has no dreams, then what is the difference between this person and the pickled salted fish on the fish shop? My friend, I never look at his status, high or low, or whether his conduct is good or bad, I only look at whether he has dreams."

"If he is rich and worth hundreds of billions, there is only one possibility for me to make friends with him, and that is to take his property, but if he is full of evil and vicious methods, but he has the unacceptable desire to overthrow the Hall of Spirits. If it is a dream, then even if there is no benefit at all, I will help him."

"So, Xue Beng, what is your dream?"

Xue Beng looked at Tang Fei with his mouth open, his throat seemed to be stuck by a hand, and he couldn't speak. He didn't know what Tang Fei was talking about. His mind seemed to be filled with paste. After a while, he Only then did he swallow his saliva, and said tremblingly: "To overthrow the Wuhun Palace, do you know what you are talking about?"

Tang Fei turned around and looked at Xue Beng, who was terrified and unable to speak well, and smiled: "I'm just making a metaphor, and the Wuhun Temple is so powerful, I'm afraid that others will try to overthrow it, but these are not important, Xue Beng, you stopped me and want to make friends with me, then you must have your own dream, right?"

Tang Fei stepped forward, pressed Xue Beng's ear, and said softly, "I only dare to think secretly when I'm dreaming, and I dare not tell others about my dreams, right?"

"you."

Tang Fei's words seemed to remind Xue Beng of the scene in his dream. There were more bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his breathing became a little heavier, like a wild animal trapped in a cage, trying to break free from the cage that trapped him. , but he was afraid of the whips in the hands of people outside, so he didn't dare to make a sound, or even move, for fear that the terrible disaster would fall on his head.

Tang Fei noticed Xue Beng's change of spirit, laughed and took a few steps back, the cold blue-silver moonlight shone on his back through the gate, his eyes were like this moonlight, cold and ruthless, making Xue Beng who looked directly at it Feeling cold all over, even though Tang Fei was laughing, his smile couldn't make Xue Beng feel the slightest bit of warmth.

"Xue Beng, I'm a businessman, a businessman seeks profit, I have money, if you have a dream, I'm willing to invest in your dream, because it can make a profit, and I don't want petty profits, what I want is to make me happy, The big profits that make me happy are the kind of big profits that a gambler who puts his entire fortune on the table wins."

"I can bet, and I dare to bet. As for you, if you have one, go to Tieniu and explain your dream clearly to him. If he thinks it's okay, I believe he will tell me you dream, then we can be friends, but if you can’t explain clearly, if you don’t understand your dream, then even if I attend your banquet a hundred times, a thousand times and ten thousand times, we can’t be your friends .”

"You, understand."

Tang Fei backed away while talking, and when his heels touched the threshold, he stopped and said the last sentence, looking at Xue Beng with a dull face and trembling arms.

Under his gaze, Xue Beng felt like a clown, one who was frightened and did not dare to do anything beyond the rules, even if others spit on his face, punched his stomach, and stomped on his chest. On his face, he didn't dare to resist. In his mind, the image of the people who did these things gradually changed into his father who was seriously ill in bed, but after a while he turned into his elder brother again. At that time A man who can't find fault at all times.

"I really, can"

Xue Beng knelt down on the ground, propped his hands on the floor, and looked clearly at his own face reflected in the floor. He was very disgusted by that frightened and distressed appearance, but he knew that this was himself, and this was the way he hid himself. The most authentic self under the skin of a dandy, a timid and cowardly self.

Tang Fei walked out of the gate, turned his back to him and said, "I will stay in Tiandou Imperial City for the first half of the year, and after half a year, I will leave after participating in the Advanced Elite Soul Master Academy Competition. If you explain your dreams carefully and clearly, then you can take your thoughts into the coffin, and it’s best not to say anything to anyone.”

"After all, if you do something like rebellion, there is no turning back. If you are caught, you will be beheaded."

As the words have already explained, Tang Fei did not stop, stomping with his hands behind his back, leaving a footprint on the gray-white stone steps, then flew up to the top of the wall, jumped back and forth on the top of the wall, and attacked in the direction of the gate.

In the hall, Xue Beng, who was staring at his own reflection, heard Tang Fei say the word "rebellion" openly. His arms went limp and he almost crawled to the ground, but when he tried to prop up his body, he saw Seeing the anger in his eyes, that anger seemed to give him unprecedented strength, causing him to raise his fist and punch hard on the frightened face of his own reflection on the ground.

On the cracked ground, drops of blood converged into small streams and flowed between the cracks in the ground. Xue Beng stood up, he seemed like a corpse, he didn't feel at all, even if his arm was broken, the pale bones even stabbed His skin was exposed to the air, but even so, there was no expression on his slightly pale face.

On the carriage, Tang Fei held Zhu Zhuqing's waist with one arm, and straightened her messy hair with the other. It was indeed a bit late, and Zhu Zhuqing fell asleep in his arms.

In fact, he really didn't mean to let Xue Beng rebel now, he could see that, if he wanted to let Xue Beng foolishly rebel to seize the throne now, let alone Xue Qinghe, the saintess of Wuhun Palace pretending to be Qian Renxue. What methods can be used to deal with him, just the emperor Xue Ye lying on the sickbed is not something he can fight against, a sick tiger is still a tiger, and a cat can never be provoked.

As for why he bewitched Xue Beng and made him feel rebellious, he actually wanted to cause some trouble for Xue Qinghe. It would be great if Xue Beng could expose his true face, because if Xue Qinghe continued to stay in the Heaven Dou Imperial City , then even if he showed his powerful angel martial soul at the high-level elite soul master conference, it is impossible for Qian Daoliu to let him go to the inheritance place of the angel god. , Inherit the property that my family has guarded for an unknown number of years.

Therefore, only when Xue Qinghe becomes Qian Renxue, he will have the opportunity to follow her into the inheritance land of the Angel God. As for whether Xue Beng can expose Xue Qinghe's true face, Tang Fei has no idea, but as long as he can create something for Xue Qinghe Trouble, what he said about today's meal is not in vain, because troubles always come one after another. If you don't directly solve the person who caused the trouble, then the trouble is like a ball of thread entangled indiscriminately, which makes people upset If the mind is disturbed, as long as the mind is disturbed, it is easy to show the horse's feet.

Moreover, as a prince, Xue Beng is not so easy to deal with him. As soon as he entered the gate of the mansion just now, he noticed a wave of Soul Douluo's soul power hidden in the dark. I have two sons, and I am quite concerned about the remaining two sons.

Tang Fei, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help laughing at the thought that in the days to come, he might be able to witness a palace fight drama led by himself.

On the other side, the most heavily guarded place in the entire Tiandou Imperial City, at the gate of the Tiandou Imperial Palace, a dark golden carriage was stopped by a body of guards wrapped in black armor. With the exclusive swan mark, the guards did not relax their vigilance, and still walked to the car window and yelled loudly at the inside.

"Please show your identity token."

Xue Qinghe opened the car window, frowned and looked at the road guard, but the guard remained unmoved, and reiterated his statement again.

"Please show your identity token."

His voice was a little loud, making Xue Qinghe seem to wake up from a dream, his brows were loosened, and a gentle smile had changed on his face at some point, and he took out a dark gold piece from his arms, which was engraved like the words on both sides of the carriage. He handed the token of the swan mark to the guard, and said something softly with a smile.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The guard didn't seem to hear it, and after receiving the token, he inspected it carefully for a long time before returning it to Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe seemed to hear a discouraged sound coming from inside the armor when he handed the token to himself, and heard the guard say: "His Royal Highness offended, this is your token."

After Xue Qinghe took the token, the man turned his head and shouted to the guard guarding the gate: "Let go."

The gate was slowly opened, but Xue Qinghe did not enter in a hurry, but motioned the coachman to wait for a while, then looked at the guard and asked: "I am not in the palace tonight, what happened, why?"

The guard knew that Xue Qinghe was referring to himself blocking the way despite seeing the swan mark, he glanced left and right, and after confirming that no one was listening, he walked two or three steps forward before whispering: "Your Highness, if it is normal, you Give me a little courage and I wouldn't dare to block your carriage, but today, for some reason, His Majesty Longyan was furious and ordered the guards in the palace to be more alert, and I can't do anything about it."

Although he couldn't see the guard's face, Xue Qinghe could still hear his grievance and helplessness from his tone. After nodding, he closed the curtain of the carriage, and the carriage slowly walked into the gate of the palace.

"Father seems to be seriously ill again."

He thought secretly in his heart, the current Emperor Xue Ye is no longer young and energetic, and his distrust of people around him has reached an unprecedented height as he is getting old, just like those ancient emperors in Tang Fei's previous life, when some were young His deeds can still be regarded as a Mingjun, but what he did in his later years was despised by others.

Whether it is the people of Li, or the princes and nobles, they cannot escape the invisible fear brought about by death.

Xue Qinghe didn't return to his palace immediately, although it was getting late, but as a son, he couldn't say hello to his parents when he went home.

So he came to the palace where the emperor rested.

After the eunuch opened the door, he walked in, turned around a screen embroidered with landscapes, and came to a bed with thick yellow curtains and a golden silk quilt, and bowed to salute.

"Father."

He didn't get a response right away. After half a minute, a hoarse old cough came from the bed curtain, and then a voice spoke.

"I heard that you were not in the palace tonight, where did you go?"

"Report to Father, I'm going to the banquet."

"Whose banquet are you going to?"

"Fourth brother."

"Your fourth brother invited you?"

After being silent for a while, Xue Qinghe cupped his hands and said, "It's not that my fourth brother invited me, but I went without invitation."

The bed curtain fell into silence, and after a while, the old voice said slowly: "Your fourth brother's mother left early, and I have no time to discipline him. Although he is now an adult, his personality is no different from that of a naughty boy. You can do this, very good. Very good, my health is getting worse, maybe it won't be long."

The emperor didn't continue, but Xue Qinghe's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he quickly knelt on one knee and said: "Long live father, this disease will recover sooner or later, you must not say such unlucky words."

The person in the bed curtain sat up, and there was a laugh accompanied by coughing, the figure turned his head to look at Xue Qinghe through the thick bed curtain and said with a smile: "Okay, I still need your comfort, I'm tired, if it's okay, go back and rest."

After speaking, the figure lay down again, it seemed that even doing it was a bit strenuous for him.

Xue Qinghe stood on the spot, bowed his head in silence, the expression on his face changed rapidly, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was full of words.

Xue Ye noticed that Xue Qinghe hadn't left yet, and asked again: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Xue Qinghe was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and responded: "Father, my son met someone at the emperor's brother tonight."

"Oh." Xue Ye was a little curious, what kind of person could make Xue Qinghe mention it on purpose.

Xue Qinghe said unhurriedly: "That is a handsome young man, dressed plainly, but with an extraordinary temperament. According to the introduction of the fourth brother, his identity is."

"Founder of Tangsla Corporation!"

Speaking of this, Xue Qinghe stopped, and stood there quietly, but there was no sound from the bed curtain, until 5 minutes later, a burst of strong and hasty coughing came out again and again.

(End of this chapter)