Douluo's self-disciplined soul beast

If it weren't for the existence of such things as spatial soul guides, these golden soul coins would be enough to bury all the people here alive.

"How to spend the money is your business. Even if you are corrupt, no one will care, but if things don't go well, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Don't worry, Second Miss, although the money is good, the old man can tell the difference. Every piece of the money will be used in the right way. If someone dares to reach out, the old man will cut off his paw himself."

Although 300 billion gold soul coins is a huge amount of money, even a small part is difficult to find.

But the title Douluo, the wealth and the means of the gods, compared to the life span, what is money?

It's a sad thing when people die and don't spend all their money.Each person can only take one Qingming Shoudan, and if he wants to live longer, he can only exert greater value.

Only in this way can we get the last time. There are many people who are getting old, and there are not many people who are not afraid of the threat of death. Under this kind of temptation.The number of compromising nobles is gradually increasing.

In the Wan family's old house, Wan Ze and his sons were discussing something.

In the past month, the situation of the Wanfang family has not been good at all. The noble ministers have almost cut off contact with these two families, and they seem to have truly become lonely ministers.

The Fang family was fine. Several clan elders knew about the plan after signing Fang Yu's contract.They all agreed with the young Patriarch's decision.

But Wan's family is different. For a month, Wan Ze didn't care about his sons.Although they were anxious, the Patriarch was still Wan Ze after all.There is nothing they can do.

The reason for this is that Wan Ze is not satisfied with these sons.

Cowardly, assertive, self-willed, each has its own shortcomings.He can make these people twist into one rope by living.If he died, there might be civil strife right away.

So at such an old age, he is still the head of the family. This month can be said to be a postgraduate examination. If it doesn't work, he plans to give birth to a new baby.

Although the tuba has been retired, it is still possible to practice a trumpet again.

That elixir not only supplemented his life span, but also his vitality. He had the feeling of decades ago in the morning recently.

Now it seems that he is really ready to practice a trumpet.

These sons have already written their hearts on their faces, and they don't even have the ability to not be surprised.

"Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged. Isn't it just 300 billion gold soul coins? What's the fuss about?"

"My father, that's 300 billion, 300 billion, what did you get involved in?"

"What's the matter? Hold out your hand, and the rest of you, all hold out your hand."

Although they didn't understand why, they still followed suit. This was the majesty established by Wan Ze a long time ago.

After that, the blood of several sons was dripped on the contract.If this kind of thing is not careful, it will be lost forever. Even if it is his own son, he will let them sign the contract first.

"This thing, so and so...so and so...so...finally..."

Wan Ze told them most of the things, except the part about Zhu Qinluo.

Only a few groups of people personally recruited by Zhu Qinluo knew of Zhu Qinluo's existence.

"Second young lady...who is she?"

"Second Miss is Second Miss, you don't need to ask too much, there are two things to do now.

First, no matter how much money you spend, buy back all those slaves whose martial soul awakening went wrong.Regardless of gender, regardless of age. "

"Second, prepare a funeral for me."

It was Zhu Qinluo's order to buy the human nature that was turned into a beast due to the mutation of the martial soul, and the funeral was his own consideration.

The emperor will not be completely at ease if he is alive.Besides, I am already in my 90s, so logically speaking, my life is not long.

He didn't want everyone to know that he could prolong his life, so he took advantage of the limelight to die once and go behind the scenes.While educating the next generation, we can also plan better.

By then, Ye Qing would have become the mastermind behind the mastermind behind the mastermind behind the mastermind.Like nesting dolls, layer upon layer.

"Funeral? Dad, you..."

"What are you thinking? Of course it's a lie! Let me tell you guys that today is different from the past. Before, I had no choice but to choose an heir from among you guys. Now it's different. If you can't do it, prepare multiple ones. Brother!"

A few days later, the news that the Wan family wanted to buy servants and prepare for funerals was sent to Dai Qingkun's desk at the same time.

"Is this old thing going to indulge again before he dies? It's disrespectful to be old, but that's fine, it's best for him to die of old age, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome to start.

Come on, send him all the beast women in the palace tomorrow, and send him some nourishing and suspenseful things. "

According to his plan, Wanze had to die, and he was worried about this old fox.However, Wan Ze's move made him find no reason to do so.However, the news came that Wan Ze was old, and although his previous injuries had healed, his vitality was still damaged, and he was near the end of his life.

Everyone in Wanze's mansion has already started preparing for the funeral. Since this is the case, it is naturally the best.This is the best result for Dai Qingkun.No need to find someone to do the dirty work.

He didn't take the matter of the Wan family wantonly buying beastly servants, after all, those beastly people couldn't practice.In this world of soul power, those who cannot cultivate are the lowest existences, so there is no need to worry about it.

In order to show the emperor's generosity, he also specially sent a new group of beastly humans to the public.

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After more than a month, the news of Wan Ze's death spread throughout Xing Luo, but except for the Fang family, the others just gave a gift according to the rules, and they were unwilling to stay for a moment.

Instead, the people sent by Dai Qingkun came in to offer condolences, and confirmed that Wan Ze in the coffin had no life and was really dead.

Even his sons didn't know that Wan Ze broke through level [-], and this sixth soul skill only had one effect, which was to cover up breath.

Whether it is the fluctuation of soul power or the breath of life, it will be covered up. As long as it does not touch the body, it will be no different from a dead person.But no one would touch the dead body.

If you don't do that, you will become a whip corpse.

Seven days later, Wan Ze, who was buried, stood up straight in the tomb. No one expected that the previously built tomb had been built into a new secret room. In order to prevent people from discovering the fault, he really lay down in the coffin seven days.

"Master Wan has worked hard."

"It's nothing, but I feel sorry for you, Miss Second, to meet me here. These are the animal-like human slaves you want. There are not many of them. Recently, a total of 32 people were bought. Three people were sent to the palace, 25 women and [-] men. They are all around fifteen or sixteen years old, but most of them have not been trained well..."

Pointing to the terrified boys and girls around, Wan Ze said.

In name, all these servants were buried by Wan Ze, so the reason for these servants disappearing was prepared.As for why this group of people is needed, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to ask.

People who are too united generally do not end well.