The title of Douluo, Whitebeard, shatters the godhead

During the period when Shuiyue and Meng Shenji were traveling, they spent most of the time derogating each other. As time went by, the two of them became neither older nor younger.

Of course, Shui Yue is somewhat grateful to Meng Shenji. After all, when Shui Yue was at his most miserable, it was Meng Shenji who brought him to the academy. Now that he has gotten into such a big trouble, it was Meng Shenji who took him to the place of killing. No matter what, he will always remember this gratitude in his heart.

Having said that, if there is a chance in the future, he will repay Meng Shenji.

In order to avoid Wuhun Palace's pursuit and avoid causing unnecessary trouble, the two's traveling speed was relatively slowed down. It took them half a month to reach the Killing City.

At night, the two came to an extremely strange small town. The air was filled with the solemn smell of blood, and the crows were strangely quiet on the branches.

Listening quietly, people walking on the street always have a different feeling in their eyes. After a long time, they will inevitably be looked at with fury.

What's more, when he looked at Mengshenji and Shuiyue, there was a hint of amusement in the corner of his mouth.

He couldn't help shivering. In order to cover up his uneasiness, Meng Shenji said before entering the town: "How is it? Boy, are you scared? It's okay, I'm here!"

Perhaps because he had seen the state of Meng Shenji's mind, Shuiyue didn't give any face, and directly said: "Old Meng, stop pretending, I know it's your first time here, and you feel scared, but it doesn't matter, you have me. Cover you and everything will be fine."

"You kid, with your little tricks, you still have the nerve to say you're protecting me?!"

"Old Meng, don't forget that I was the thug who helped you get rid of you when you molested women along the way. Besides, with my toughness like Tang Hao, what happened? ?Aren’t you qualified enough to cover you?”

Being exposed, Meng Shenji blushed and said without hesitation: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, let's go in quickly!"

After a few more words of bickering, the two people walked into the town.

On both sides of the country road, moans of hunger can be heard from time to time.

"Give me the dew of underworld...Give me the dew of underworld...I want..."

The two of them walked to the door of a tavern and stood there. Meng Shenji opened the door and walked in. Shuiyue, who had always been "low-key", quickly followed.

Under the playful gazes of everyone around him, he came to the counter.

"What do you two want?"

Meng Shenji, who was pretending to be a boss, naturally couldn't speak, so the ordering task was left to Shuiyue.

He looked at the person in front of him with disdain and said, "Give me two cups of Huangquan Dew, no! Give me two jars!!!"

Good guy, after drinking two cups at once, Meng Shenji yelled: "Are you crazy?! I can't drink that much!"

"What's there? If you can't drink it, I'll drink it!"

"I can tell you that at this time, the loser will not lose the battle. Did you know that in the near future, there will be two hammers, one big and one small? Each of them will have a cup. Naturally, I can't lower the price. Each of us will have one cup. Jar, if you can’t do it, I’ll build two jars!”

"Are you sure you're not joking? Do you want two jars of Huang Quan Lu?"

"What? Do you need me to prove something?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Suigetsu activated his fruit-shaking ability.

Suddenly, the whole room began to shake. Not only that, the seats in the room were extremely restless, and many of the dew on the tables spilled onto the floor due to the shaking.

The surrounding helpers who regarded "Dali" as their own, when they saw the dew of the underworld was spilled, their anger suddenly rose. After the aftershock, they came directly to surround Shuiyue.

"Damn it! Boy, you want to die, don't you?!"

Seeing this, Shuiyue smiled contemptuously.

"Oh, it's true. There are so many famous people, and I can't get rid of the embarrassing situation of being envied, jealous, and hated no matter where I go."

"Boy, don't talk about anything else. Today I will let you know the rules of Killing Town!"

"slow!"

After saying that, these bitches were ready to fight, Shuiyue raised his hand high, shouted loudly, and then looked to his side.

"Lao Meng, please wait a moment. I'll be back soon. The waiter quickly prepares Huangquan Dew. I'll drink it when I get back."

After saying that, Shuiyue said to all the actors: "Brothers, the room is small and we can't use it. Don't wait until the hell is all over the place. Let's go out and play."

"Okay! I, Song Rentou, want to see what you are capable of!!!"

After saying that, Shuiyue walked towards the door.

Before Shuiyue left, Meng Shenji said a reminder: "Go back quickly, there are serious things to do later."

"Okay, Lao Meng, stop the ink stains. Just these rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs. 30 seconds is just right."

"Boy, don't brag."

"What's there to brag about? Isn't this time exactly your time? Otherwise, you can go to the toilet and compare it, and then you will know that my 30 seconds are neither more nor less, just right."

"Fuck you, meow!"

Hearing the sarcasm in the words, Meng Shenji, as a man, naturally couldn't let him go on like this. He picked up the sole of his shoe and threw it towards Shuiyue, but fortunately, Shuiyue moved quickly and slightly. He turned his head to the side and easily dodged it.

By the time Meng Shenji reacted, Shui Yue had already left the tavern, and even the door of the tavern was closed.

In the next 30 seconds, in addition to feeling a strong shock, Lao Meng could only hear the painful wailing sounds coming from outside the tavern.

"Ah! Huh! Ah! Oh!"

Just this rhythm and adding some melody are totally fine.

It's just that 30 seconds is too short and it passes quickly.

"Squeak~~~"

As the door panel opened, Shuiyue appeared in front of everyone again.

He looked relaxed, with the corners of his mouth raised, a little proud.

"How about it, Lao Meng, let me tell you, 30 seconds, no more, no less, just right."

"Hmph, boy, what's the point? I can't even use these laba garlic for 30 seconds, 15 seconds is enough."

"Stop talking, Lao Meng. I know a relatively famous doctor. I'll write you his address later. You can go see the doctor on the way back to the college. 15 seconds really won't do."

"I'll set you monkey!"

Just when Mengshenji reached out to get Shuiyue's drink, the waiter came over with two jars and one cup of Huangquanlu.

Perhaps he was frightened by the scene just now, but the waiter's service attitude this time was extremely polite. The smile on his face made him want to kill a few flies.

"Hey hey hey~~~You two, this is the underworld dew you want."

Looking at the two jars of Huangquanlu placed on the table, Shuiyue mentioned one jar without saying a word, opened his big mouth, and poured it directly.

"Gudong~gudong~gudong~"