Douluo's opening one dragon

"How much." Deng Jiang thought for a while.

"One copper soul coin." The gatekeeper said.

Deng Jiang took out a golden soul coin from the space ring, and the golden soul coin popped out of his hand.

The gatekeeper was stunned when he saw the golden soul coin in his hand, looked up at Deng Jiang who had already entered the Wuhun Hall, opened his mouth, and finally returned to his original post without saying anything.

......

Walking in front of the luxurious and retro-carved building with angel patterns, Deng Jiang stopped, looked around and said, "Where should I go, Wuhun Palace is like a maze, and that place is where Qianxun Ji works."

"Little friend, where is Qianxun Ji's office?" Deng Jiang walked up to a man in white armor and asked.

Hearing that someone called them the real name of Pope Qian, the god, the man in white armor immediately turned ugly. A gun in his hand turned from vertical to vertical, and pointed at Deng Jiang after a while.

"Damn you." The man in the white armor said viciously.

Why don't I just ask the way, as for the right?Is there something wrong with my calling the man who wears armor Xiaoyou?

Deng Jiang was a little confused by this scene, thinking in his heart, paused and said: "Here, handsome guy, where is Qian Xun Ji's office?"

"Ah!"

The man in armor let out a soft sigh, and controlled the spear in his hand. Under the wooden handle, the tip of the spear swung back and forth like a snake. go.

Deng Jiang dodged the spear sideways, caught the spear in his eyes and attacked his neck again, and dodged again.

"Brother, we must have some misunderstanding, can you tell me."

"Oh, you should die." As a fanatical believer of Chihiro Disease, the man in white armor did not answer Deng Jiang, and kept attacking Deng Jiang's deadly parts of his body with spears.

The crackling fights and noises here attracted more people. These people are helping you out. Although he has seen Deng Jiang in some places, compared to his comrades who lived together, they joined without any hesitation. The team of comrades-in-arms was defeated and launched an attack on Deng Jiang.

"Stop!" A soft female voice sounded.

When the fighters heard the sound, they all stopped punching, guns, knives, and martial souls to attack, and looked at the woman who was giving orders to them.

Deng Jiang walked out from the pile of fallen people, Xi Yu with brown hair and long silk dress was printed in his eyes.

"This is Brother Jiang, our honored guest of the Spirit Hall, don't you recognize him?" Xi Yu questioned the people below.

With the high-quality seed planting technology, it took only one year for the Wuhundian's subordinates to be able to eat.

Therefore, Xi Yu's affection for Deng Jiang skyrocketed, and when she saw her subordinates making a big move against Deng Jiang, she naturally wanted to come forward and scold her subordinates severely.

For this reason, Xiyu spent the next hour scolding his subordinates, scolding them for nothing, and blushing.

......

"Let's go." After scolding his subordinates, Xi Yu waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to leave.

Deng Jiang, who was sitting on the stone bench next to him, woke up from his drowsiness, yawned and said, "Okay, actually, you don't have to scold me for so long..."

"Well, you are the benefactor of my Spirit Hall, how can you be bullied, even if you have not suffered any injuries, you must seek justice." Xi Yu interrupted Deng Jiang's speech and said respectfully.

Xi Yu paused for a moment and said, "By the way, what is Brother Jiang's visit to Wuhun Hall?"

You may not believe it, I came here for a dream, it is absurd to say so, but this is a world full of infinite possibilities, and it is not to say that these things happened, but it is better not to explain these things.

Deng Jiang answered in his heart.

"I'm here to find Brother Qian." Deng Jiang said.

Xi Yu thought for a moment and said, "Come with me."

......

The luxurious central palace, as the political center of the Wuhun Palace, is heavily guarded by troops. After many investigations, Deng Jiang and Xiyu entered here.

Xi Yu took Deng Jiang to a place with a door and knocked on the door.

The door was opened, revealing Chihiro Ji with slightly squinted eyes.

"Looking for you." Xi Yu said.

Looking at it like this, Brother Qian probably didn't have a good rest and was working all the time. With the strength of Title Douluo, he still worked so hard. He is really a person who cares about the lowly people.

Deng Jiang praised Qianxunji in his heart.

"Yeah." Chihiro nodded and said, "Come in."

"I can't do it, you guys talk, I still have to deal with Ju Douluo's disobedience to discipline. He was reported for stealing other people's flowers."

Chihiro Ji thought for a while, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Xi Yu smiled slightly: "Serve the people!"

"You use this term well, I want to record it and use it as a famous saying." Qian Xun laughed quickly.

Xi Yu nodded, turned and left.

In fact, this is a famous folk saying, but it is not from here. By the way, I read the original work. The Chihiroji in this world will die at the hands of his apprentice. How can I remind my boss about this?

He was a kind man who cared for the people, but he couldn't just die like this, it's a pity.

By the way, that Bibi Dong's strength seems to have reached the tenth level of riding, I have to work hard to cultivate, but I can't completely rely on that thing, it would be bad if I lost my life.

Xi Yu finished thinking, looked at the good sun in the sky, and moved his eyes to the road ahead.

......

"Sit." Chihiro pointed to the seat next to him.

Deng Jiang sat down.

Chihiro looked around at the leftover papers from the office, his eyes fixed on a bookshelf, he took out a book from it, there was another book behind the book, and took out the book inside, opened the book.

There seems to be another world in the book.

Deng Jiang guessed, as expected, slowly, in his vision, Chihiro smiled and stretched out a bottle of exquisitely packaged wine in the book.

"This wine was invented by Xi Yu. It tastes very good. What is it called..." Qian Xunji looked at the words on it and added, "Wine."

Well, I don't know who invented this, but I'm sure it wasn't you Xiyu, so you're not afraid of being reported if you pretend to be an imposter?The corner of Deng Jiang's mouth twitched, but he didn't know how to respond. He nodded with a smile to express his approval.

Qian Xun quickly uncorked the bottle, took out two large bowls from the drawer and said, "Xi Yu also said that this wine should be drunk in large bowls, and that this is the case in the Northeast of their hometown."

I suspect that you have been taken seriously by that Xi Yu, drink wine with a big bowl, a big bowl that can hold liters, I feel that my world view has collapsed a bit.

Deng Jiang controlled the thought of exposing Xiyu, and took a large bowl full of bright red wine with trembling hands.

"Do it!" Chihiro Ji raised his glass.

"Do it." Deng Jiang said with a helpless smile.

After drinking a big bowl full of wine, Qianxun said with a quick smile, "How about my hospitality?"

I feel okay, but it is difficult for me to accept Deng Jiang's answer in my heart.

"Yes." Deng Jiang said.

"By the way, Brother Jiang, I've never seen you take the initiative to find me. What's the matter?" Qian Xunji asked.

Finally got into the topic, otherwise my world view would collapse Deng Jiang silently let out a long breath in his heart.

"I had a dream yesterday." Deng Jiang said with a serious expression, in order not to be ruthlessly ridiculed by Qian Xunji.

"Hmm." Chihiro Ji listened carefully.

"I dreamed that someone died." Deng Jiang said.

Chihiro hummed, still as serious as before, and refilled the wine for Deng Jiang.

Deng Jiang picked it up and took a sip: "I repeated that dream, and I repeated that part. A figure with a vague appearance pierced another equally vague figure. I repeated it no less than a dozen times. Then I woke up."

"What do you want to show?" Chihiro asked.

Deng Jiangdao, "The only thing I can see clearly in the dream is the background of being murdered. There are five golden candles in that picture, and the golden candles are burning with blood-red flames. The room is exquisitely decorated, but the lighting is terrifying. The engraved pattern is a holy angel.

This angel is exactly your angel spirit. "

"I doubt this is true. I have the ability to know what will happen in the future to a certain extent. This matter may be related to you."

"No less than a dozen repetitions, it's still such a strange dream, plus what you said about your ability to predict the future, it is very likely to be true, but are there any specific things, Brother Jiang, do you have any impressions? "Qian Xun quickly rubbed his forehead and said.

"That's all." Deng Jiang said.

"There's no way to start, because I'm depicting the pattern of my Wuhun everywhere here, Brother Jiang, maybe this is just a dream." Qian Xunji said slightly relaxed, and finished drinking the wine he took out.

"But." Deng Jiang wanted to say more.

"It's nothing, it's just a dream, I'm a little sleepy after finishing my drink." Qian Xunji interrupted Deng Jiang and said slowly.

This is indeed a dream. It is ridiculous to say that I became so crazy after waking up from the dream. I am used to seeing big winds and waves, and many gods. I actually started to believe in dreams. Is it because I become stronger and I will go crazy? Deng Jiang is a little bit Thinking worriedly, she stood up and said, "Then Chihiro will talk next time."

"Let's talk next time." Qian Xunji said without giving Deng Jiang any chance to keep it, as if he was in a hurry.

"Let's talk next time." After Deng Jiang finished speaking, he opened the door of the room.

Chihiro walked to the door of the room and smiled, "I'm a little sleepy, so I'll send you here."

"Okay, go back and rest." Deng Jiang responded with a smile, and closed the door for Qian Xun Ji.

Walking to the square of the Wuhun Temple, Deng Jiang took out Xiaojian in order to save trouble and not be interrogated too much.

Xiaojian grew bigger in front of Deng Jiang. He stepped on Xiaojian, took out the gossip compass, his red eyes reflected the pointer, confirmed the position, held the sword in his hand, and controlled Xiaojian to fly with his spiritual sense.

In less than a while, Xiao Jian flew to a height of hundreds of feet. With a whoosh, Xiao Jian turned into an afterimage and led Deng Jiang back home through the majestic mountains.

When I got home, it was already noon, and there were two goods in the house plus a robot, Fudisi, who were still waiting for dinner.