Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

If it were only Linglong himself, Emperor Xingluo would not take him seriously at all.

The soul skill just now was really an accident.

But now, She Long is also a level 96 Super Douluo, so he has to reconsider.

She Long took Wang Feng's martial spirit and used it more and more smoothly. He waved it casually a few times and then stood there and stared coldly at Emperor Xingluo.

Like a poisonous snake staring at his favorite prey, the emperor's scalp was numb.

To say that She Long came back at just the right time, no more, no less. If he were one step later, Linglong might have been strangled to death by him.

"Who are you? Tell me your name!" the emperor asked, with ferocious anger on his face.

Surprisingly, She Long was not angry and kept staring at Emperor Xingluo.

After a long time, he squeezed out a hoarse word from his dry throat, "Guardian..."

"very good!"

The emperor glanced at the messy Tiandou Palace, took his three titled Douluo, and left without looking back.

She Long was not in a hurry to chase. The spear in his hand was gradually dissipating.

Looking inside the main hall, Xue Qinghe was discussing the funeral affairs of Emperor Xue Ye with Ning Fengzhi and others.

The instigator, Xue Beng, was also dead. Now, the palace became a Shura field.

At this dinner, two members of the royal family once again made glorious sacrifices.

Wang Feng walked out of the shadows, lost his footing and almost fell in front of She Long.

Fortunately, She Long had quick eyesight and quick movements. He grabbed his already heavy arm and pulled him up.

"Are you okay?"

These lukewarm words came into Wang Feng's mind.

"It's okay, master, you'd better go and see the saint first." Wang Feng raised his head and met his worried eyes. He couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

After all, in your heart, Qian Renxue is above all else.

But he never said this.

She Long was always like this, his attitude towards him was often hot and cold, he was not as responsible as a master, and he was usually not up to date.

More often than not, it would be more vivid to say that he is a little stray dog.

The kind of existence that can come and go as soon as you call it. If you give him a bone, you can forget everything you did to him before.

Also because Wang Feng was dependent by nature, he couldn't imagine what life would be like without She Long.

"You should go back and take a rest first. It's enough for me to be here."

She Long's words were always so convincing. For some reason, Wang Feng held onto She Long's hand and refused to let go.

It wasn't until She Long seemed to sense that Wang Feng's mood was not right, that he released the hand that had been holding his and turned away from him.

"Then I'll go and wait for you at home."

She Long just said "Hmm..." and walked straight towards the palace without even turning back to look at him.

Looking at She Long's retreating figure, Wang Feng also walked away silently.

Until there was no one in the empty square.

She Long stood on the steps of the palace and did not look back until he saw Wang Feng disappear from sight.

The home Wang Feng was talking about was certainly not Tiandou. This home was definitely their two unsightly small houses on the back hill of Wuhun Palace.

Wang Feng also thought about taking the money from An Xiao and moving away with She Long, but She Long didn't care at all. Besides, his brother was still buried in the back mountain.

When he thought of this, Wang Feng no longer had the idea of ​​moving away.

He thought again of Tang San and Tang Hao, the pair of hypocrites, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

After Wang Feng went back by himself, he stayed alone for another three days before She Long returned home belatedly.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Wang Feng walking up with a pot of stew.

In front of him is a table filled with dishes.

She Long was quite happy at first, but in order to maintain his image, he opened his mouth and spat at Wang Feng: "How do I teach you how to cook as a grown man? Give me some time to practice..."

But Wang Feng ignored him at all and brought the last plate of food to She Long.

At this point, She Long felt that what he had just said was fighting against the air, so he stopped talking and just glanced at Wang Feng coldly after he sat down.

That look in his eyes made Wang Feng feel like he was carrying a ray of light.

After all, Wang Feng was old enough, and he couldn't bear to beat the child he had picked up all these years.

He just did this to Wang Feng. If someone else were here, with She Long's violent temper, he would probably have summoned his martial soul to chase that person and educate him.

Wang Feng, this little bastard, was so ignorant that he turned a deaf ear to his words.

Sometimes, She Long also felt that there was nothing he could do with this little brat.

"Boy, what happened to you today?" He softened his tone and tried to be more calm when facing Wang Feng.

But who knew that Wang Feng would ignore him at all.

After eating, he sneaked into his room and locked the door without saying a word to him.

She Long felt bad all over, and the meal he ate was quite warm.

It was as if the air around him had become a few degrees colder.

"Good boy, you dare to give me a look!"

She Long felt that he must take some time to deal with this kid.

But when he thought about Wang Feng's illness in the car, he didn't dare to provoke him anymore.

It is said that Wang Feng became a little different after Xihengzong came back.

As for what's different, maybe it's just that his personality is weirder and he doesn't want to talk to him as a master.

In the past, he was always clinging to him.

She Long casually ate a few chopsticks from the dazzling array of dishes on the table, then lost his appetite and continued eating.

With the sunshine coming in from the window, the warm light shone on his whole body. She Long felt drowsy, and he fell asleep after a while.

He remembered the summer when Wang Feng was seven years old.

Wang Feng said that he had no father or mother since he was a child. In his impression, he always had only one younger brother to depend on.

That day was Wang Feng's birthday, and She Long took Wang Feng for a nice walk around Wuhun City.

Wang Feng was still young at that time, and it was also the second year after She Long picked him up.

There are many ways to cultivate monsters in Wuhun Palace. Although this can allow Wang Feng to improve quickly, he does not intend to let his cheap apprentice go through such suffering.

When passing by Wuhun City Academy, Wang Feng's rabbit-like ears unexpectedly caught some fragments of words.

Especially the evaluation of She Long.

The words spoken by a pair of middle-aged women were cautious and vicious at the same time.

Back then, She Long was still the Shura that everyone knew.

While they criticized She Long for his cruel nature, they were also afraid that they would also be brutally murdered.

When you see She Long, stay away.

But at that time, Wang Feng was not good at expressing himself, and he was also a very possessive person, so he did not allow anyone around him to speak ill of his master.

In his heart, his master is his only family and his backbone.

Therefore, Wang Feng rushed over and started fighting with the two old women.

Passers-by kept participating in the fun, not taking it too seriously.

She Long wanted to come up and catch Xiao Wang Feng, but the three of them hit him too hard. He wanted to reach out several times to grab him, but finally he retracted his hand in a sullen manner.

He didn't understand why Wang Feng did this, maybe he was just too nice to him.

But he had no idea that Wang Feng was afraid of losing her again. He could no longer bear such a separation.