Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"You are quite good at playing, and you deliberately watch our jokes!"

Mu Yao stretched out a slender jade finger and poked Ling Bai's head dissatisfied, but Ling Bai easily dodged it.

Ling Bai had a smile on his face: "Poison Douluo is a Titled Douluo after all. Is it wrong to say that he is a strong man?"

"Then you have to see who you're in front of!"

Even though her soul power is lower than that of Dugu Bo, Mu Yao is still confident that she can defeat him in a duel, because as the King of Birds, the Phoenix Sky can defeat snake-like soul beasts, and the Jade Phosphorus Snake King can exert [-]% of its strength, which is considered worthy of Dugu Bo!

And the Jade Phosphorous Snake Venom that Dugu Bo was proud of could not break through the blazing flames of the Yanfeng. What was a Poison Douluo without the threat of poisonous poison?

Not to mention the Jugui Double Douluo.

Any one of the two level 95 titled Douluo can defeat Dugu Bo.

The three of them joined forces and, quite literally, pushed Dugu Bo to the ground and rubbed him.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ling Bai was ready to withdraw. He was tired all the way and was going to go back to the Holy Child Hall to have a good sleep, and then get to know Wuhun Hall again after six years of absence. But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a backlash on his back. Someone grabbed my clothes.

When he turned around, he had three hands!

And three faces with different looks, but all full of fanaticism!

"What... do you want to do?"

Ling Bai asked weakly.

"Of course I'm looking for Dugu Bo to grab the fairy grass!"

The three of them shouted in unison.

"It's not Sister Mu Yao. Grandpas, I just came back. Can you let me rest in Wuhun Hall for a few days before going back?"

Ling Bai was about to cry but had no tears. He seemed to have lost his temper, or maybe he didn't expect that breaking through the realm would be so attractive to soul masters. The three of them couldn't even wait a day.

Mu Yao sneered: "Rest? Are you kidding me? You can rest whenever you want when you come back. Let's go quickly and find Dugu Bo!"

Yue Guan said: "Mu Yao, you are wrong. How can you walk away? You must fly over, and I will carry Xiao Bai!"

Gui Mei corrected her seriously: "I'm a serious agility attack type, and I'm faster than all of you, so I'm the newbie!"

"That makes sense!" Mu Yao and Yue Guan Xiaoji nodded their heads, agreeing with Gui Mei.

"Wait a moment!"

Ling Bai, dumbfounded, interrupted the three big guys talking to themselves: "It's okay to find Dugu Bo, but you must get two things before going."

"Take what!"

Three gazes hit Ling Bai like three spotlights.

"The first one is the teacher's spider king poison."

When Bibi Dong was mentioned, the enthusiasm of the three people cooled down slightly, and reason regained the high ground.

"I'll get it for you!"

After Mu Yao finished her sentence, a pair of dazzling red wings stretched out from her back. She soared into the sky and disappeared from Ling Bai's sight in an instant. Ling Bai was speechless for a while, but he still restrained his desire to complain and continued. :

"The second is some poisons from the Po Clan. Grandpas, do you know where the Po Clan lives in Wuhun City?"

Ling Bai had promised Qian Renxue that he would help her get some poison from the Po Zhi clan to use against Xue Beng, Emperor Xue Ye and others.

Sunset Forest and Tiandou City are not far apart, so we decided to do it together this time.

"The Broken Clan..."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei gradually fell into deep thought. More than ten years ago, because they longed for the soul bones of the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, Qian Xunji led the two of them and a large number of Wuhun Palace elites to besiege Tang Hao. However, they ended up being seriously injured. In the end, he was devoured by Bibi Dong.

The Wuhun Palace blamed the Haotian Sect for Qian Xunji's death and decided to send people to attack the Haotian Sect. The four single-attribute clans were the Haotian Sect's first line of defense.

Back then, the four single-attribute clans were directly dispersed by the Wuhun Palace, and among the Po clan, it seemed that there was indeed a lineage that had no way to escape and surrendered to the Wuhun Palace.

"I seem to have a little impression..."

Yue Guan suddenly remembered something and clapped his hands: "Old ghost, is the leader of the Po Zhi clan named Yang Wushuang?"

"Yes, a Contra!"

Gui Mei also remembered that the soul-breaking spears of the Broken Clan were only for offense but not for defense. The two brothers Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang caused great trouble to the Wuhun Palace forward troops. It was only Ghost Leopard Douluo and Demon Bear Douluo who finally solved the problem. The broken clan.

But the names of the two invincible and unparalleled Contras are still resounding.

"I know where they live, I'll take you there!"

Yue Guan grabbed Ling Bai's right arm and turned it into a stream of golden light, followed by the ghost.

Although Yang Wushuang nominally surrendered to Wuhun Palace, he did not fully join Wuhun Palace. Over the years, he led his tribe to live in a corner of Wuhun City, living inconspicuously. He was afraid of what might happen. Yang Wushuang became hostile to Ling Bai, and a Ju Douluo Yue Guan may not be safe.

……

"right here?"

Ling Bai frowned. The place where Yue Guan landed was a mansion that looked quite dilapidated on the surface. The Po clan was good at medicine, and they must have plenty of money to live on. How could they end up in such a miserable state? !

"You are?"

A little girl about four or five years old with pink makeup pushed open the dilapidated door of the mansion, biting her finger and looked at the three of them curiously.

There are very few people visiting their place on weekdays. In recent January, Ling Bai and three people were the first batch.

Ling Bai slowly walked up to the little girl, knelt down and handed her a rabbit-shaped candy, showing a kind smile:

"Hello little sister, what's your name?"

The little girl looked down at the delicate Qianqiao Candy in Ling Bai's hand, with a trace of longing in her eyes, but she didn't reach out to take it. She just answered Ling Bai's question.

"My name is Yang Yichen."

Surname Yang?

Ling Bai thought it must be right. His expression remained unchanged and he asked:

"Is this the residence of the Broken Clan?"

Yang Yichen shook his head: "Grandpa, the master of the family, said that we have left the clan and can no longer call ourselves a Po clan."

"Oh~"

Ling Bai understood. It seemed that Yang Wushuang felt guilty after betraying the Po clan, so Yang Yichen said this.

He gently touched Yang Yichen's little head, put Qianqiao Candy into her hand, and said warmly: "We have important matters to discuss with the head of the Yang Wushuang family. Can you take us in to find him?"

Yang Yichen blinked his big eyes: "But the head of the family and other uncles and uncles have gone out and haven't come back yet."

"...Then let's go in and wait for him."

Ling Bai smiled nonchalantly, but Ju Gui was a little unhappy. Ling Bai was the majestic Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, and Yang Wushuang was just a subordinate general. How many people dared to ask Ling Bai to wait for him!

But Ling Bai didn't say anything, and they couldn't say much. They could only follow Ling Bai and the little girl Yang Yichen in a dull tone.

"Big brother, what's your name?"

On the way, Yang Yichen couldn't help but ask.

"My name is Ling Bai."

"Okay, brother Ling Bai, let me take you to the owner's yard first."

Children are still easy to deceive, and she was bought off with a piece of candy.

"Ah."

After a while, Yang Yichen led Ling Bai and Jugui Douluo to a vast courtyard.

Ling Bai's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a person standing in the courtyard at this moment.

A woman with bright eyes, a beautiful nose and red lips, is wearing a large black men's gown, her beautiful figure is looming.

A handsome face with no flaws to be found, and long hair like a waterfall of ink, simply tied with a piece of cloth and tied into a ponytail hanging down the back of his head.

But for some reason, she seemed to have a rare heroic spirit among women, and her beauty had an extra touch of neutral beauty.

"Who is this girl?"

Ling Bai asked softly.

"The granddaughter of the head of the family, the heir of our lineage, sister Yang Yimo!"