Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

In the main hall, a few people were scattered around.

Except for the sect leader Xue Qu, who sat directly in front, in order, Wang Feng and She Long sat together, very close to the front, next to Xue Qu.

Most of the remaining people are not titled Douluo, and only one old man among the several elders is a titled Douluo.

Wang Feng's ability to occupy such a forward position is entirely due to She Long's credit.

She Long took out the wine gourd he was carrying on his back, threw it down on the table with great pride, and said with a smile: "Old rule, one bowl per person, the one who doesn't pour it will be considered the loser."

She Long took out the wine, but no one dared to take it.

Everyone was watching with big eyes and small eyes, but no one reached out.

"Senior brother, it's better to stop joking. Can Zhu Xian be drunk casually?"

In fact, the wine gourd contains a large amount of soul power and is a secret soul guidance device passed down by the sect.

Time will allow the gourd to produce its own wine, and the longer it takes, the more potent it will be.

It is said that one drop of a millennium of immortal brew is enough to kill an immortal.

Known as "Zhu Xian Zui"

She Long took back the wine gourd in disappointment.

"It's really boring. Let's talk about business."

She Long sat back, glanced at his apprentice, and said, "Emperor Xue Ye's birthday is approaching, and that person will also go."

As soon as these words came out, the field fell silent for a few seconds, as if the space was relatively still.

The pale moonlight outside the palace seemed dim.

After a long time, Xue Qu frowned and asked, "What about Senior Brother Linglong?"

"You know his character."

"How can that work!" Yiqing immediately stood up and said anxiously: "The soul power of that bitch is far superior to his. Even I am not sure that I can defeat that guy alone. How can he be a control system?"

"That's enough! Everyone sit down!"

She Long shook his soul power, and a majestic force immediately suppressed everyone present.

In this sect, the position of sect leader should belong to She Long, but he voluntarily gave up his position as sect leader and joined Wuhun Palace to pursue power.

After so many years, he has more say than the sect leader Xue Qu.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone consciously shut their mouths.

However, this pressure cleverly covered everyone except Wang Feng.

Wang Feng, who was staring blankly at the wine glass in front of him, knew nothing about this.

He just looked at the anxious atmosphere on the field.

"Elder brother!" Yiqing shouted.

Xue Qu on the side quickly asked someone to pull him to sit down.

"You all know that that guy has a very stubborn temper. I mention this to tell you that you only have this chance."

"The chance to kill him..."

After She Long finished speaking, everyone present was silent for a moment, and Xue Qu suddenly whispered something as if he suddenly realized something.

"When attending Emperor Xueye's birthday banquet, he will definitely bring many high-level royal forces. We may be able to use the power of the Tiandou royal family to kill people with borrowed swords."

"As long as there is a gap between the two royal families, we may not need to take action. A war between great powers will definitely happen."

She Long thought of this possibility, but the problem was that he didn't really want to do it. If the two big countries went to war, Wuhun Palace, which was sandwiched in the middle, would undoubtedly be the first to suffer.

But if he didn't kill him, he wouldn't be willing to do so...

She Long lowered his head and thought for a while, but finally said nothing, which made everyone anxious.

The dinner ended soon, and She Long said that he and Wang Feng would stay in the sect for a while, and he would make a breakthrough in these days.

The sect's side hall is halfway up the mountain, and no one else is there except She Long.

Later that night, Wang Feng lay on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

It was pitch black inside.

Every time at this time, he would close his eyes, and his mind would involuntarily recall the details of his life over the years.

It seems that the trajectory of his life changed completely from the day he met She Long.

After inheriting that evil power, Wang Feng felt more and more like he was not a normal person.

It was obvious that he had traveled through time and should have had the unique privilege of omniscience and omnipotence, but he had lived like this.

Thinking about it, Wang Feng himself felt that he was very ridiculous.

He will do whatever it takes to get revenge, and in the end, he will ruin his life, and even his enemies may not be able to kill him.

Why is there such a big gap between me and him?

"I really accomplished nothing. I came to this world alone. What awaits me in the end..."

Wang Feng turned over, his eyes kept rolling, and there seemed to be tears inside.

Suddenly, there was a sound of brisk footsteps in the open space outside the door.

In addition to the sound of maple leaves rustling under the swaying shadows of the trees, there was also a particularly familiar sound.

clatter--

The footsteps stopped in front of the door, and Wang Feng could feel it.

With a creak, the door was suddenly pushed open, but the force was not strong, it was just a soft sound.

Wang Feng quickly reached out to wipe away the tears on his face. He turned around and saw She Long walking in. Taking advantage of the darkness, he took a deep breath and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

She Long shook his head and sat aside, minding his own business. Under Wang Feng's doubtful eyes, he said, "Are you crying?"

"No..." Wang Feng was stubborn as hell, "I just can't sleep."

However, after so many years, She Long knew Wang Feng too well, so he just smiled and said nothing.

Wang Feng was still lying facing him, staring at the ceiling. She Long sat next to him, and the two of them were silent.

She Long went back very early, and left Wang Feng's room without saying anything in the end, as if he had something on his mind to say to him.

Wang Feng was very annoyed and couldn't sleep, so he simply got dressed and wandered around the sect.

The way down the steps is easier than the way up.

When passing by the side of the Tianjie, Wang Feng caught a glimpse of a lush path covered by trees, but brightly lit inside.

With doubts in mind, Wang Feng slipped in.

Peeling through the lush woods, there are intricate tombs covering nearly half of the mountain.

A tall man stood at the entrance to the cemetery.

Wang Feng had seen that man before and heard the master call him, which seemed to be Xue Qu.

The current head of the Xiheng Sect.

Wang Feng made a lot of noise, and Xue Qu also noticed him and turned his head to see Wang Feng.

"So it's my nephew, why are you still up so late?"

"Isn't the sect master still outside?"

It's okay not to mention it. When mentioning the word sect leader, Xue Qu just felt that this place was imprisoning him.

"Hahaha--"

Xue Qu laughed when Wang Feng retorted.

"Now that you are here, I want to ask you, do you know why these tombs all over the mountains and fields were built?"

At night, only this place in the sect is brightly lit, and half of the mountain is lit up for this tomb.

Wang Feng really couldn't figure it out.

"My nephew doesn't understand, please tell me something from my uncle."

Wang Feng told the truth, he really didn't know what it meant.

Why did Xue Qu come here in the middle of the night?

"here……"

"They are all heroic souls of the Xiheng Sect, including previous sect leaders, elders, and disciples."

"They will bless the Xihengzong forever after death."

"Including your master, Linglong, and all of us."