The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

He could feel that Ning Qing knew the rules, but didn't tell him in advance. Mo Wen shook his head and took note of this Liangzi. He would wait until he gained Ning Fengzhi's trust before settling accounts with the muscular guy next to him. If he didn't hold grudges, he would still be called a young man.

Soon it was their turn. Mo Wen took out two soul-guiding ink crossbows from his storage soul-guiding device and slapped them on the table.

Ning Qing, who was next to him, narrowed his eyes and handed over the invitations to the two of them. In fact, it was not that he didn't say it, but that he really didn't know. Just now he could only force himself to nod calmly. When he saw Mo Wen taking out something, he finally put it down. Heartbroken.

"This is this?" The well-informed steward was stunned. He had never seen such a metal lump before, and he did not dare to say anything for fear of angering the two elders of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"Long-range attack soul guide, Mo Crossbow." Mo Wen took the initiative to explain, turned around and walked into Hanhai Pavilion. He heard a loud announcement from behind before taking two steps.

"Elder Mo Wen of the Qibao Glazed Sect gave me two soul guides!"

After walking into Hanhai Pavilion, Mo Wen didn't need anyone to guide him. He looked around and saw the wide staircase leading directly to the Swan Hall on the second floor. He walked up with a calm mind.

In the Swan Hall, there are many long tables placed near the wall, with many dishes and cups filled with fine wine. Dozens of scantily clad maids carrying plates are walking among the noble men and women in luxurious clothes.

The nobles gathered together in twos and threes and talked, looking towards the door from time to time, waiting for the protagonist of the banquet.

When Mo Wen walked in, most of the nobles frowned. Apparently the news had spread. They were born noble and thought that as a commoner, even if you fly on a branch and become a phoenix, you are still a commoner and are not qualified to stand with us. Together.

In one corner, Yu Tianheng was standing with his classmates from Tiandou Royal Academy.

As the only person from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect who attended the banquet, he was naturally welcomed by the nobles. Due to age restrictions, most of them sent their own children who were studying at the Tiandou Royal Academy.

"Who is that person? What is he wearing?" Oslo, the son of the finance minister, looked unhappy. When he invited him on behalf of his family, he didn't even see him. Now when he saw him, it was nothing.

After hearing Oslo's words, everyone in the circle turned their heads. Among them, Yu Tianheng's expression was the most complicated. What should his aunt's brother be called?Not to mention that a few days earlier, Second Grandpa was punched away by his aunt because of him. The whole city knew about the embarrassing incident. Contra couldn't beat Soul Saint.

Yu Tianheng's complex expression was sensitively caught by Oslo. He was also a member of the Tiandou Royal Team [-] and immediately decided to vent his anger on his eldest brother, "Captain, this person is really too arrogant and rude. It is inappropriate for such an occasion." Formal wear, let me teach him a lesson."

Others applauded repeatedly. 13-year-old Yu Tianheng looked confused. You taught him why he asked me for instructions. And that is my brother-in-law. Although I don’t want to admit it, he is still my brother-in-law. You beat him up. When my aunt asked me how to explain.

Seeing Yu Tianheng's embarrassed smile, Oslo felt encouraged and immediately set out to come to Mo Wen, "Boy, who are you? Not just any cat or dog can come in here."

Mo Wen, who had no acquaintance, was standing in a corner waiting for the sect master to come over. Suddenly, a young man with an angry face came in front of him. Those who are together cannot be the ones he sent here to cause trouble.

In order to make up for the gaffe at the door, Ning Qing, who had not left the house for a long time, stood in front of Mo Wen, crossed her arms and looked at Oslo, "Kid, don't mess with people you can't afford to mess with. Mo Wen belongs to our Qibao Glazed Sect. Elder, if you talk too much, I will knock your teeth out."

He has never been treated like this since he was a child. Oslo's eyes narrowed. He knew that the Qibao Glazed Sect was the shameless sect that fought with his father to save his life. Today is different from the past. With the support of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, he He was not afraid at all, "This is none of your business. I'm here to find him. If you are a man, just come here and let me give him a couple of slaps to relieve your anger."

"Young man, don't be too arrogant!" Ning Qing's tiger body trembled, causing Oslo to take two steps back.

"My friend, it seems that I have never provoked you, why should I stir up trouble?" Putting his hand on his belt, Mo Wen was speechless. Not causing trouble does not mean that he is afraid of trouble. How do these nobles educate their children? It's like it's filled with lard.

"I just feel unhappy with you." With Yu Tianheng's support, Oslo behaved extremely grandly, bypassing Ning Qing and facing Mo Wen directly.

This place is not suitable for making a big show. Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, still smiling, and poured soul power into the gem, flowing through the specific soul power groove. The next moment, a blue-purple sword was placed on Oslo's shoulder. "If you see that I'm not happy, you can come back to trouble me after the banquet is over. Are you the one who sent me here in such a hurry?"

"It's impossible for me to betray my brother." Oslo was not afraid of the sword at his neck. He didn't believe that Mo Wen dared to kill him. "Boy, be honest... huh?"

Releasing murderous intent, Mo Wen looked at Oslo dangerously. It wasn't that he didn't dare to kill, but it wasn't the right time yet. Ever since he accepted the inheritance of the Holy Way, he really hadn't been afraid of anything. As long as he operated within the rules, Titled Douluo would not be afraid of anything. It can be designed to death, let alone a small noble.

"Go away." Withdrawing his long sword, Mo Wen didn't even want to look at Oslo. The appearance of being strong on the outside but indignant at the same time was really disgusting.

Oslo was trembling all over as he stood there, not with anger but with fear. It was the first time he was so close to death. It was as if the two channels of Ren and Du in his mind had been opened. He returned to Yu Tianheng without saying a word. .

From then on, there was no more righteous Oslo, and there was a taciturn Osro. It turned out that there were really people in this world who dared to kill him.

Ning Qing, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but ask, "Did you really want to kill him just now?"

"Maybe, I just don't want to cause trouble." In Douluo Continent, where the law restricts soul masters very much, Mo Wen has already seen through it all. Strong people can twist other people's wills and confuse right and wrong.From this point of view, Wuhun Palace has really contributed a lot to the stability of the mainland, especially in hunting down those evil soul masters.

Hiding in a corner and eating a piece of pastry, Mo Wen began to think about a recent rumor. Many bishops of Wuhun Palace were killed with blunt instruments. It was suspected that Haotian Douluo had returned to the world, which caused the Pope's Palace to be furious and issued a wanted order. .

Regarding the grudges of the previous generation, Mo Wen learned a lot from Liu Erlong and deeply regretted A Yin's experience. But what he didn't understand was that the "chief culprit" had passed away. For this group of people who were ordered to The person who lives in another body is reincarnated again.

While he was thinking about Wuhun Palace and Haotian Sect, suddenly an unexpected person appeared next to Mo Wen, whispering in an endlessly seductive voice, "Isn't this Mo Wen? It's been so long, why haven't you gone? Looking for someone else will make them wait for so long."

"Goya." Mo Wen looked up and saw the hot young lady he met from the Qibao Chamber of Commerce. As expected, she was dressed hotly today, in a slim-fitting red dress, with the crotch on both sides almost reaching her thighs. The fragrant shoulder is blocked by a fox tail.

"I miss you so much, but you didn't come here to see me." Goya leaned into Mo Wen's arms skillfully, and traced his slender fingers up and down his chest.

The fragrant wind filled his nostrils, and Mo Wen felt a little dizzy. He didn't know what attracted Goya to him, or whether he was simply attracted by his beauty. He would ask for help from others in the future, so he could only reply in a low voice, "No, it's just that I have been studying recently. I’m busy and can’t spare any time. When I come back next time, I will definitely treat Miss Goya to dinner.”

"Are you just eating? Hehehehe:" The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Goya smiled happily, like a chicken-stealing fox. He was very satisfied with his charm. Even the well-dressed Mo Wen couldn't escape. He covered his mouth and let out a seductive smile. Voice.

After beating the master to death with random punches, Mo Wen felt that he had never been so powerless and a little at a loss.

Fortunately, the announcement coming from the door at this time rescued Chun Qing Mo Wen, "Your Majesty Xue Ye, Sect Master Ning of the Qibao Glazed Sect, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and Young Sect Master Ning Rongrong have arrived."

I saw Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi walking side by side at the door, with the Crown Prince and Ning Rongrong following in their costumes. They stepped into the Swan Hall, and the apprenticeship banquet was about to officially begin.