Douluo's Summoner

Because, Mu Qing suddenly discovered that even Suckling, an old friend, was now his pan-believer.Not fun?

A thought came to my mind.A piece of information suddenly appeared in Suckling's mind.

Suckling, who was getting out of the car, suddenly raised his head and stared at Mu Qing in the distance.There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.What method is this?

Mu Qing nodded towards him and sent another message.

Suckling took a deep breath and gave instructions to his entourage.He raised his feet and walked slowly towards Mu Qing.

Mu Chun lowered his head, walked over slowly, and took out the seat and table from his storage soul guide.Arrange them one by one.After making tea again, I poured four cups.Stand aside again.

He sat calmly on the main seat, with Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong sitting next to him.Mu Qing raised his head, picked up a cup of tea, and said to Saklin, who had already arrived in front of him, "Sit down, old friend!"

Suckling saluted and sat respectfully opposite Mu Qing.

"Drink tea!" Looking at the somewhat reserved Saklin, Mu Qing smiled.

Just picked up the teacup and took a sip.Then I heard Mu Qing say again, "How long have we not seen you?"

Suckling's hand holding the tea cup trembled slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "It's been more than a year!"

"Yes! We haven't seen each other for a year. Why have you returned to Xilu City to take up a position, but you never came to see me? If we hadn't set off together today, I would have thought that you were no longer willing to be my friend? "Mu Chun said with a smile.

To be honest, Suckling was a little flattered.After all, Mu Qing was pretty good in the past.However, due to his confidence in Wuhundian, Suckling was able to maintain a calm attitude when facing him.However, since the soul hunting operation, Suckling suddenly discovered that the strength of Mu Qing's men had exceeded his expectations.Thus, distance arises.He no longer dared to maintain any composure and demeanor in front of Mu Qing.

Now, we meet again.He even felt that Mu Qing's aura was stronger than Bibi Dong's.

Putting down the tea cup in his hand, Suckling lowered his head and said respectfully, "Don't dare be presumptuous in front of Your Majesty!"

Sighing, Mu Qing put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at Suckling.Suddenly I felt a little boring.As his status and strength increased, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have no friends anymore.Although, he didn't have many friends to begin with.

"Let's have a casual dinner together to commemorate our original friendship!" Mu Qing whispered.

"As you wish, Your Majesty!" Suckling put his right hand on his chest, bent down and whispered.

After dinner, we watched Suckling leave.Mu Qing turned around and silently got into the carriage.Zhu Zhuqing looked at Mu Qing's back and sighed softly.He said to Mu Chun, "Pack it up, let's go on!"

"Yes!"

The convoy sets off again.On the carriage, Mu Qing sat cross-legged, looking straight into the distance, as if through the car door.However, there was a slight hint of sadness in his eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment, reached out and held Mu Qing's hand, and whispered, "We will always be by your side!"

Mu Qing felt warm in his heart.He turned his head, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, and then looked at Ning Rongrong.Smiled and said "Okay!"

Death City is nearly 4000 miles away from Wuhun City.

Day and night.Ten days later, Mu Qing's motorcade finally slowly approached Wuhun City.

Maybe the strength of the Templars is too amazing.Before the convoy could approach Wuhun City.A message has already flown into the Spirit Hall!

Received news.Although I already knew the news.However, when Mu Qing's motorcade really approached Wuhun City, Bibi Dong still sighed inwardly.Good means.

After tidying up, Bibi Dong took Juhuaguan and Ghost Douluo.In addition, a hundred Soul Saint-level guards were sent ten miles out of the city to greet Mu Qing.

And passers-by who were also attending the conference on the road.When he saw Mu Qing, he had already hid far away.

Ten miles west of Wuhun City, a pavilion appeared on the roadside.Bibi Dong sat calmly in the pavilion, playing with the tea cup in her hand, waiting for Mu Qing's arrival.

Behind him are Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo.Like two door gods, guarding her.Outside, a hundred soul saints scattered around a restricted area.Prevent passers-by from entering.

The sound of footsteps sounded.

Bibi Dong slowly put down the teacup in her hand.He raised his head.Look towards the avenue.There, a long team, guarding the troika, came slowly.

In the second carriage, Mu Qing seemed to feel something.Eyes opened suddenly.He looked through the carriage and the crowd to Bibi Dong on the roadside.

Bibi Dong smiled.He picked up the tea cup again, raised it, and signaled from a distance.Then, he took a gentle sip.

Ning Rongrong seemed to know something.A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and he was about to get up.

Mu Qing suddenly reached out his hand and held her shoulders.The two looked at each other for a long time.There was only calmness in Mu Qing's eyes.Ning Rongrong sighed, slumped.My spine is a little collapsed.

"There will be a chance!" Mu Qing whispered.

"Ok!"

Turning his head, Mu Qing glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and said calmly, "Zhuqing, guard Rongrong and don't let her make mistakes. I'll go meet her!"

"it is good!"

"Stop!" Mu Qing said calmly!Then, the motorcade slowly stopped.

Get up and get out of the carriage.Standing on the carriage shaft, Mu Qing gently dusted off the dust from his body.Lifting his feet, he slowly walked towards the pavilion.

Behind him, Mu Chun and Mu Xia followed quietly.The momentum of the title ban is faintly rising.

"Coming!" Bibi Dong had already spoken from a distance.

"Here we come!" Mu Qing slowly walked into the pavilion with sisters Mu Chun.After looking at Bibi Dong for a few times, he smiled and said, "Finally the Ultimate Douluo?"

"Yeah! Thanks to you. Sit down!" Bibi Dong reached out, picked up the teapot, and poured it for Mu Qing.

Mu Qing picked it up casually and took a drink.Turning around, he said to Sister Mu Chun, "You guys go down first! I have something to say to the Pope!"

Bibi Dong nodded and waved his hand.The two Douluo, Ju Gui, also retreated knowingly.

Watch the four people leave the pavilion.Mu Qing waved his hand, and golden energy instantly enveloped the entire pavilion.At this time, even if it was the God's residence, there was no chance of hearing the conversation inside without Mu Qing's consent.

Seeing Mu Qing's movements, Bibi Dong's eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "Little guy, your strength has improved a lot!"

"Not as good as Sister Pope!" Mu Qing smiled and said calmly.

"So serious? Why do I feel like I don't look like you anymore?" Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Raising an eyebrow, Mu Qing put down the teacup, looked at Bibi Dong, and said calmly, "Sister, you're greeting me with such a big gift, isn't it just for these words? Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Eleven titles, the Death Cult is so hidden!" Bibi Dong picked up the teacup and said with a smile.

"Compared to Wuhun Palace, it's not worth mentioning!"

"I'm ready. The conference is over and the seven major sects have been selected. Let's take action against the Death Cult." Bibi Dong said this calmly.