Clown Douluo of Douluo continent

Xue Qinghe went to Wuhun City as a guest this time and was deeply loved by Emperor Xue Ye, so Emperor Xue Ye found Ning Fengzhi at that special time and asked Sword Douluo to escort Xue Qinghe there as a bodyguard.

"Sword Douluo said that he would be accepted as his disciple?"

Xue Qinghe glanced at the drunken Sword Douluo in surprise, and then at Xu Mo beside him.

Ning Rongrong glanced at Xu Mo strangely. She also felt that Xu Mo looked very familiar, but the man was clearly dead and she had seen him buried with her own eyes.

"Grandpa Jian did say that, but maybe it was just drunken talk, but at least he saved the third brother once. If you are interested, you can join our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

Ning Rongrong extended an olive branch to Xu Mo at the right time, mainly because Xu Mo's martial spirit also had clown elements. Maybe his father and two grandfathers would be happier after seeing it.

"I'm very grateful. Thank you very much, Miss."

Xu Mo said quickly, and the battlefield was quickly cleared up, and they set foot on the road to Wuhun City again.

Xu Mo was riding in the same carriage as Xue Qinghe Sword Douluo. As for the reason for this arrangement, Xu Mo was the person Sword Douluo asked by name before he fell asleep. Secondly, Xu Mo's identity was unknown. Although Sword Douluo was sleeping now It has passed, but it is not really sleeping. You can wake up at any time. After all, it is unrealistic for alcohol to paralyze a titled Douluo.

"Brother Xiang Yu, I wonder what your current level of cultivation is?"

Xue Qinghe said seemingly unintentionally, this is normal. After all, soul masters are most curious about each other's information.

"I'm so talented. I only have level 31 soul power."

Xu Mo had a look of shame on his face, while Xue Qinghe's expression remained unchanged, "Although I also want to become a powerful soul master, but unfortunately, my martial soul is this swan, and my soul power is only level 23 now."

Xue Qinghe also looked ashamed, his weak soul power already showing his level.

But Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat, because he had just sensed that Xue Qinghe had a huge soul power, at least at the soul emperor level, and his aura was extremely holy...

There is no way his perception is wrong, so it can only be... the Xue Qinghe in front of him is just faking it!Even the martial spirit is not a swan, but another more powerful martial spirit!

However, Xu Mo did not show it and could only say with some compliments, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so powerful that naturally there will be people to help you with some things. There is no need to do these things."

Xue Qinghe smiled bitterly, "Brother Xiang Yu, please stop complimenting me. Since we are qualified to become soul masters, who doesn't want to have a real hearty battle?"

Xu Mo nodded. Although he didn't know what Xue Qinghe's purpose was in hiding himself, he definitely wanted a hearty battle.

Xue Qinghe was only a teenager and already had the cultivation of Soul Emperor. Xu Mo had never heard of such a terrifying talent.

"It seems that the Tiandou Empire still has a lot of ambitions, and such talented disciples can hide it so well."

Various thoughts flashed through Xu Mo's heart, and at this moment, Sword Douluo suddenly woke up and grabbed Xu Mo's hand, "Boy! You... are willing to worship me as your master!"

After saying that, he fell asleep again.

"..."

"..."

Xu Mo and Xue Qinghe looked at each other awkwardly, this Sword Douluo still hadn't sobered up.

"As for the attack this time, our Tiandou royal family will never let them off easily."

A cold light flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes, as if he was sworn in with the enemy.

Xu Mo nodded, the prince should be somewhat domineering like this!

"Brother Xiang Yu, please ride in the same carriage as Sword Douluo. I'll take another one. I'll have to worry about you taking care of Sword Douluo on the way. If you have any questions, you can call the guards outside. Qinghe took his leave."

Xue Qinghe said to Xu Mo, Xu Mo nodded, then Xue Qinghe opened the curtain and walked towards a carriage behind.

Just after Xue Qinghe left the carriage, Sword Douluo suddenly sat up, the drunken look on his face disappeared, his lips opened slightly, and a clear voice reached Xu Mo's ears.

"Boy! Is that you?"

Xu Mo's lips moved slightly, "Uncle Jian, it's me, but some changes have occurred in me. I still need some time to find something. It's not good to show my face in public during this period, so please keep it secret, Uncle Jian!"

Sword Douluo's nose trembled slightly and his eyes were already red. He saw with his own eyes that the dead Xu Mo appeared in front of him alive again. How could he not be happy?Not crying?

"As long as you're alive! Just tell me what you need, and I'll go find it for you right away! If I can't do it, I'll take that old guy with me to find it!"

Xu Mo shook his head, "I appreciate Uncle Jian's kindness, but these things are very precious, and I have completely changed my appearance now, so there is no need to worry that I will be exposed."

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"You said that Xiang Yu...isn't it a little strange?"

Oscar said to the others.

Dai Mubai echoed, "Indeed, he is very suspicious. If it is true that Tang San said that he has seen him in the previous city before, then it is definitely not a coincidence!"

The others also nodded. That Xiang Yu was by no means such a simple person. Except for fellow Titled Douluo, who would dare to protect people under a Titled Douluo?

"I think...he looks a bit like Brother Mo."

The handsome young man said in confusion. He regretted it just after he said it. He felt that he missed Brother Mo too much.

"Hongjun... I know you miss Xu Mo very much, but Xu Mo is indeed dead. We watched him be buried with our own eyes."

Ning Rongrong said guiltily, as Xu Mo was Ma Hongjun's eldest brother and the holy son of the Qibao Glazed Sect, her Qibao Glazed Sect didn't do a good job of protecting her. This was their Qibao Glazed Sect's problem.

"Maybe I really miss Brother Mo too much."

Ma Hongjun's eyes fell on the scenery outside the window, but he really felt that the man looked like Xu Mo...

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Time passed quickly, and after five days, they finally arrived at Wuhun City. This city was completely funded by Wuhun Palace. Even Xu Mo, who came from the wealthy Qibao Glazed Sect, was a little impressed. It was indeed Strong financial resources.

Shrek and the others had already left first, and Sword Douluo, as Xue Qinghe's protector during this period, had to stay with Xue Qinghe, but what made everyone curious was that he took Xu Mo with him. He has the intention to truly accept him as his disciple.

In the room, Xue Qinghe was correcting some documents that were not too urgent. He was only a teenager and had already shouldered the responsibilities of the royal family, which made Xu Mo marvel.

Sword Douluo, on the other hand, barely said a few words to Xue Qinghe. He only talked to Xu Mo with great interest. Even small things could make Sword Douluo smile.

Xue Qinghe would also talk to Sword Douluo, but unfortunately Sword Douluo was reluctant to talk to him.

This made Xue Qinghe a little depressed.

And about three days passed.

The decisive battle between the Star Luo Empire and the Tiandou Empire has begun!

However, Xu Mo didn't have time to understand the specific battle situation. He was always with Sword Douluo Xue Qinghe. Occasionally when Xue Qinghe needed to watch the battle as a guest, he would go out with Sword Douluo and sit with Xue Qinghe. auditorium.

Shrek seemed to be lucky, missing two games in a row. Compared to other academies, Shrek undoubtedly had far fewer exposed cards.

Due to boredom, Xu Mo could only sit in the yard and look at the sky while recalling the agreement it made with himself.

"Boy, what are you thinking about? Come and accompany me."

"Okay, Mr. Jian."