Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 209 Please Call Me Salted Fish

Mo Wentian and Lan Xue have been living in the outer city of the killing capital for two months.

As for the cost of the Bloody Mary, I used someone else's, so I can grab it anyway, so there is no problem.

Do the people above Killing Capital have any opinions?
not at all!
after all.

The rule in the killing capital is that there are no rules.

As long as you can hand over a glass of Bloody Mary, they will not care about where your Bloody Mary came from.

There are many people who do this, Mo Wentian and Lan Xue are not the first, nor will they be the last.

Moreover.

The Killing Capital was originally a prison with no rules.Moreover, it is a desperate prison. There are many people who want to pass the test of killing God, but how many people can succeed?

If you can't pass the God of Killing test, you can't leave the capital of killing, so... Many people say that they start families here.

Of course, there are some exceptions. After all, living here is not an easy task. No one will sympathize with and pity you, and some are just the cruelty of reality.

So, live well in the killing capital, learn to face the reality, accept the reality, and be a salted fish without dreams—very good.

As a salted fish, Mo Wentian doesn't want to move anymore, let alone turn over, it's impossible, okay?

"Brother, what are you eating today?"

Basking in the sun bored in every possible way, Lan Xue asked while eating watermelon.

Mo Wentian was lying on the wisteria rocking chair, not wanting to think about problems, especially about eating.

"Eat what you grab. Don't talk about such a nutritious issue in the future. I just want to be quiet." Mo Wentian said weakly. If he wants to sleep for a while, he can just sleep for a while.

"Brother, when are we going to go out for a walk? If we continue like this, will we get moldy? What about blue silver grass growing in our brains?" Lan Xue shook the wisteria rocking chair, she didn't want to continue being so decadent, because It's really boring to go on like this, and there is no meat to eat.

"It will grow as long as it grows, it's okay, when the time comes, my brother will weed you." Mo Wentian said indifferently, he didn't think there was a problem, as long as it was comfortable like this, and he was used to this way of life.

"Brother..." Mo Wentian pretended not to hear Lan Xue's coquettish tone. Compared with the beginning, it has no lethal force.

Lan Xue looked at Mo Wentian, who was like a salted fish, and thought, "If this continues, there is no way out. You can't stay here...to be a salted fish, right?" Everything else is fine... no, no, how can I have such a thought? !

Lan Xue was taken aback, and was almost assimilated by Mo Wentian's lazy cancer.

but.

Then again, the people in this killing capital are too friendly, right?

Except when someone came to trouble them at the beginning, no one came to trouble them again.

Even food was brought to them, so that they could have such a luxurious life now, without worrying about life problems at all.

That's why Mo Wentian turned into a salted fish who didn't even want to move his mind in just two months.

Mo Wentian seemed to have fallen asleep in the sun, and Lan Xue pouted.This kind of life is very luxurious in the place of killing, but for some reason, Lan Xue doesn't like it at all.

It's all the fault of Tang San, it's been so long, and he hasn't come to Slaughter City to join my brother...

Can not be done!
There is really no way to go on like this, I have to think of a way.

then.

A week later, the story of Tang San in the hell killing field gradually reached Mo Wentian's ears.

"Third brother is here already?" Mo Wentian muttered for a while, with a look of disbelief.

Lan Xue's ears were sharp, and she said to Mo Wentian: "Brother, I know, I know, I've heard about it too."

Mo Wentian looked at Lan Xue with a smile, "Sister, do you know?"

Lan Xue nodded in response, and said, "Yes. I've also heard that there is a new star in Hell Slaughtering Fields recently. His name is the same as the third brother that my brother talks about every day. He is also called Tang San."

Mo Wentian asked: "Sister, if I remember correctly, you are like me, you have been like a salted fish for the past two months, how did you know?"

Lan Xue rolled her eyes and said angrily, "Brother, that's you, not me. Your sister and I have worked hard these days, and we are not a salted fish."

Mo Wentian said casually: "That's only two or three days. It can't be changed. You are a salted fish. Besides, isn't it delicious to be a salted fish? It's delicious!"

"It doesn't smell good, it doesn't smell good, it doesn't smell good, it doesn't smell good at all." Lan Xue shook her head continuously, with a voice of resistance, people who didn't know really thought she was so hardworking.

"Sister, stop making trouble, I'm your brother!"

Mo Wentian lay still, and said firmly, "How could I not know the little Jiujiu in your heart? You are the same as your brother, a salted fish without dreams. So, don't pretend No matter how much you pretend, it can't change the fact that you are a salted fish."

"Brother, did you pay attention to the wrong point?" Lan Xue frowned, she didn't want to discuss the salted fish issue with Mo Wentian, and she was afraid that she would go crazy if the discussion continued.

"Is there? Why don't I think so?" Mo Wentian blinked, as if he didn't realize the crux of the problem.

Lan Xue reminded angrily, "Brother, my good brother. Don't you always nagging, why hasn't your third brother come yet? Now that he is here, don't you..."

Mo Wentian blinked again, looked at Lan Xue and said, "Is it something? It's a good thing that the third brother is here! I waited for so long, and finally he came. After a while, I will Go see him."

Lan Xue asked feebly: "When you said later, do you mean when?"

Mo Wentian replied: "It will be a while!"

Lan Xue took Mo Wentian's hand, "No, it has to be today, you haven't gone out for two months."

Lan Xue wanted to pull Mo Wentian up, but Mo Wentian was not very willing.

Lan Xue snorted, "If you don't get up again, I will bite you."

Mo Wentian looked at Lan Xue's serious expression, and knew that if he didn't get up today, he would be verbose to death.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help muttering "Trouble", then stood up slowly, muttering, "Got it, got it. My good sister, good sister, don't bite my hand, it's not delicious. "

Mo Wentian was quite hurt when Lan Xue bit his hand.I don't know why the teeth of the foodie are so strong, it is really a bit unreasonable.

Forget it, don't think about it so much, since the third brother is here, let's go see him.

Lan Xue raised her small fist and shook it, "Are you afraid? If you know it, why don't you give me a little quickness?"

"I know, I know." Mo Wentian looked weak, it was completely perfunctory, and Lan Xue bared his teeth and claws again, so he managed to make such a quick tune.

(End of this chapter)