Douluo's mask

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Langji looked at the white horse licking his shoes frantically, and twitched the corners of his mouth: Is this what is called horse licking?

"Boss, here are [-] gold soul coins. I will take the horse away first." Lang Ji took out a card from his pocket and threw it to the seller.

The seller held it firmly with two fingers: "Haha, I think you are young but your strength is not bad. What if I join the Spirit Hall?"

When Langji heard that there was another person wooing him, he smiled and said: "Uncle, I have joined the sect!"

The seller was a little disappointed when he heard this, but Lang Wan's current age and soul power made him unwilling to give up on winning over him: "Little friend, can I ask which sect you are in? I think there should be no sect that can defeat you." I’m in the Wuhun Hall, and with your talent, I think you can do the job, Holy Son!”

The seller's words were shocking, and the people who were eating were very surprised when they heard the words.

"Damn it, the old man wasn't joking, that's the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace!"

"That's right, that's not the young sect leader of some small sect."

"Although we are just ordinary people, we still understand some status."

"This boy looks to be 13 years old at most."

"Although he has tamed this 6000-year-old horse."

"Wait a minute, you can be 13 years old at most, and you can tame a 6000-year-old horse. Damn, this is nothing but a genius!"

"Yes, what a genius!"

"Am I going to witness the emergence of a new generation of Holy Sons?"

"I can have sex with my descendants in the future!"

Everyone was talking a lot, and the shock was palpable. They were extremely surprised at Langji's age and ability. Some painters were even ready to draw Langji's appearance, thinking that in the future, if Langji became famous, he could sell it for a good price.

Langji frowned: Damn it, my charm is so great. Alas, the halo of Shabi's wisdom has been blocked. I guess I won't be able to fool him this time.

Lang Ji put down the hand holding the horse, turned to smile at the seller and said, "Uncle, the sect I am in may not be as famous as Wuhun Palace now. Regarding resources, I don't think that sect's resources are more suitable for me!"

The seller frowned and thought hard: "But I believe that the strength of the sect is not as strong as our Wuhun Palace! Come to our Wuhun Palace, I believe that my little friend's growth path will be absolutely smooth!"

Lang Ji's face was slightly solemn: Damn, it's really hard to fool me. Really, my obviously young appearance and the cultivation level of a senior soul master can be seen at a glance. It's really annoying.

Langji was very unhappy, but he didn't want to make things worse: "No, I can't betray the sect, otherwise I will be called a traitor to the sect, and by then I will not be trusted by anyone. , compared to the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, I still think reputation is more important, so senior, there is no need to persuade me, I will never betray the sect!"

Langji spoke impassionedly and righteously, as if he were a sect slave.

Listening to Lang Lu's well-founded words, everyone nodded in appreciation.

"This young man is not bad, he is a loyal man!"

"That's right, such people are rare."

"I hate disloyal and unjust people the most in my life. Young man, you betrayed the sect!"

"That's right, young man, betrayers will not die well!"

Everyone applauded Wan Wan's act of never betraying, and loudly supported him.

The seller looked at this situation and secretly sighed in his heart: Alas, it is unlucky. It seems that the situation cannot be won over, but he can report it to the Pope. I believe that even the Pope will attach great importance to such a genius.

Langji secretly liked the crowd's support.

It’s just that this seller has some instability!

Lang Ji has already begun to plot against this Wuhun Palace seller. His current strength is not suitable for those top human beings to know, especially those with power and sects.

Lang Ji estimated that he would need Soul Emperor and Soul Saint to be able to wander freely, but now he is not sure because the ultimate combat device's characteristics have been invalidated by him.

It can be said that the improvement brought by the characteristics of the ultimate combat instrument to Wandering is more than half.

If the characteristics of the ultimate battle instrument are still there, if Langji's soul power can reach the soul king level, he can summon a shadow clone and give Qiandaoliu dozens of large jade spiral pills. Wow, that taste and the effect, although it may not be possible. Qian Daoliu would die, but Qian Daoliu would not feel better. In the end, he left some soul power that was enough to support Fei Lei Shen and ran away directly.

Summoning dozens of shadow clones may be a bit confusing, soul power is a problem, Langji is very envious of Senju Hashirama's Chatara, and Naruto's Jinchuuriki. Alas, soul power has always surrounded Langji.

If the soul power is enough, then it wouldn't be very satisfying to use the final power to kill the enemy.

Forget it, all the characteristics have been wiped out by Wandering, what nonsense.

Langji felt extremely depressed.

"Well, uncle, I'm leaving first!" Langji said with a smile.

The seller didn't reply and was still upset.

But Lang Wen had no time to delay, so he picked up the horse and left, and the crowd made way for Liu Wen one after another.

Three hours passed so quickly, and there were only ten minutes left.

There were too many passers-by on the street, and Lang Ji couldn't stretch out while holding the horse, so he had to walk slowly. Lang Ji looked at the sunset. The sun was not so warm anymore. He had been late for a long time. The aura of king and domineering in his body couldn't help but amplify a little. .

The minimal aura of the king who originally roamed around only had a slight impact on passers-by, and ordinary people didn't know what power was, so they just frowned and passed by.

But the pressure suddenly increased, even though it was only a little bit, it was a huge difference.

Passersby were sweating coldly. Although they could not find where the fear was, they also hid in hidden corners.

Although Langji didn't react when he saw this scene, he still had his way, so he got on the white horse and said, "Fight!"

Lang Ji imitated those horse riders on TV and yelled, and gave the white horse a hard slap on the butt.

"Neigh!" The white horse screamed in pain, raised its hooves, and almost fell off the horse. He was about to slap the white horse again.

However, the horse was quite smart and quickly put down its hooves and started running. Langji had no choice but to grab the white horse's hair to prevent it from being thrown off.

But this speed is really fast. Although the speed is not as fast as Langji, and the endurance is not as good as Langji, they are still among the top mounts.

After a while, in less than half a stick of incense, he ran to the city gate. He was supposed to arrive in 2 minutes, but because he didn't know the way, he wasted some time on the way.

This horse is really strong. The seller probably didn't even ride it when he brought it here, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten lost.

Lang Ji looked at Feng Miao and the four of them sleeping, especially since Ye Wenwen was not afraid of being stolen.

But Langji looked at Zhu Zhurong, who had a broken arm and was covered in blood. Well, he must have been scared away by Zhu Zhurong's misery.

Langji looked at such a heartwarming scene and didn't bother them, but this porky Rong, well, let him forget it.