Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

Just as Long Xiaoyao walked to the door, he subconsciously took a step back, and a bright blue light emerged from the palm of his hand.

Streams of light flashed, and a black halo quickly covered his entire body, including his head. Before the door was completely opened, his body was fully covered by a set of pitch-black armor in time.

This pitch-black armor was full of streamlined beauty, covering every part of Long Xiaoyao's body. Three pairs of black wings quickly opened behind him. The helmet was a full-face mask with a black gem inlaid on the forehead, completely covering his entire face.

"Dragon Emperor?" A rare look of astonishment appeared on Jade Dragon Douluo Rong Yu's face. Behind her was a red-haired girl who was staring at Long Xiaoyao's armor curiously.

"Very handsome, right?" Long Xiaoyao's voice came from the humanoid soul guide.

"Yes, but I heard that you were..."

"My face is fine!" Long Xiaoyao interrupted her quickly, feeling like he was trying to cover up something that only made it more obvious.

"It turns out that the face was injured." Rong Yu nodded thoughtfully, "Is the rest of the body okay? Evil soul masters are very ruthless."

Long Xiaoyao: “…” His colleague’s concern made him feel ashamed. He was suddenly glad that the head of the Qiangu family was not present, otherwise the entire organization would know within a day that he had been scarred by his old lover.

"Are you okay? If not, move aside. I need to go out for a while."

"I brought the Bai family's Phoenix with me. I told you that she had just broken through level 50 some time ago, just in time for the Scorpion Tiger to start a soul hunting. After obtaining the fifth soul ring, she also closed herself off for a while. She may be a little unkempt, but that's not the point. I don't think anyone here would mind, right?" Rong Yu pushed the girl in front of him, "Come on, kid, introduce yourself before the old man leaves."

With neat red short hair, rare golden eyes, tall and well-proportioned figure, and beautiful face, the appearance of a girl from the Min tribe is not bad. As for Rong Yu's unkempt appearance, it probably refers to the fact that when she came to meet the top leader, she wore a loose black short-sleeved T-shirt, ripped wide-leg pants, and various jingling accessories, right?

"I am Bai Richi from the Min clan. Nice to meet you seniors." The girl bowed gracefully and raised her head. "Which boss specifically asked me to..."

"Okay, just introduce your name." Rong Yu maintained a dignified smile on the surface, "You are a little too lively."

"I like her." Mu Xing touched his chin. This girl didn't look like Ma Xiaotao at all. Instead, she looked like the Little Fire Dragon from the Jiubao Liuli Sect. The only difference was that she didn't have the arrogance of the Little Fire Dragon, nor the arrogance of the Minzhi clan as rumored.

"Don't you have enough things you like?" Long Xiaoyao couldn't help but complain.

It is said that the Min clan ten thousand years ago, from the clan leader Bai He onwards, were all arrogant. They always believed that their martial spirit, the swift, was extremely noble, and they had never been willing to join any sect. As a result, the clan was often too poor to make ends meet. Even the total assets of the more than 200 people in the clan were only 100 gold soul coins.

But times have changed. Ever since the rise of soul guides, or even longer ago, since the Min clan was forced to leave the Tang Sect, in order to survive, they have had to register their identities in various killer guilds, thieves guilds, or some evil forces, specializing in collecting protection fees, assassinations, thefts and other illegal activities for a living. Only then did they gradually gain a foothold in a small border town in the Tianhun Empire.

Until they were incorporated into Longge, the advantages of the Min clan were developed to the extreme by Muxing. This group of people is really suitable for shining in the logistics industry. Of course, on the surface, they are still operating normal logistics and transportation business, but in fact they are engaged in underground work such as intelligence trafficking, armed escort, and secret transportation.

It is gratifying that ten thousand years later, the Min clan finally gave up their so-called arrogance and realized that survival is the best teacher. They no longer put on airs when treating their employers, but instead pursue a service concept that puts customers first.

For Mu Xing, the enemy of his enemy is the best helper!

"Can I kill that evil soul master?" Bai Ri Chi smiled suddenly, and his tone seemed to be asking Mu Xing if she could eat the snacks on the table.

"As long as you can break through the siege of Shrek Academy, there is a level 98 Xuan Zi over there, you have to be careful." Mu Xing crossed her arms and leaned back on the chair. She knew that the other person was referring to Ma Xiaotao. "You were from the same lineage ten thousand years ago, but now you are fighting each other. I wonder what your ancestors would think? But then again, what can a fat guy who takes a bath and hangs up every day know?"

Ten thousand years ago, the phoenix that inherited Ma Hongjun's surname hunted his brother until the Sun-Moon Continent collided with the Douluo Continent, soul guides emerged, the situation gradually changed, and the two sides became evenly matched. Later, the Min clan had the support of the Dragon Pavilion, and the identities of the prey and the hunter were instantly reversed.

Otherwise, it would not be Yan Shaozhe's turn to adopt Ma Xiaotao.

"He knows now. I should have come to see him after I obtained the fifth spirit ring, but the ancestor suddenly came and it was urgent, so the head of the family ordered me to stay in seclusion for a while." Bai Richi's eyes suddenly became empty, and he mechanically repeated the words left by Ma Hongjun. "If I had a choice, if I knew that I couldn't inherit the throne of the God of Fire and bring her into the God Realm, then I would rather not become a god, and would rather grow old with her and return to the earth together."

"That's wonderful, what else did he say?" Mu Xing suddenly appeared in front of the girl and lifted her chin with his slender fingers.

"The Netherworld White Tiger fell because the Sea God killed them. Kill the Evil Fire Phoenix of another lineage and cut off the inheritance of my family name, then the Divine Test of the Phoenix God can begin."

"There is nothing more sad than a dead heart!" Mu Xing held up Bai Richi's face, "How desperate must one be to use the blood of another descendant to start the divine test?"

"You want me to help you, right? This is so unreasonable! Each of them has the potential to become a god, which makes me so envious and jealous!" Bai Richi's eyes were still empty. Mu Xing could only be asking about the divine thought that Ma Hongjun left on her.

But she received no answer, and the Phoenix God probably felt too embarrassed to make the request out loud.

"Okay, I get it. Since you haven't done anything, this child belongs to me from now on."

"As long as you treat her descendants well..."

After a long time, a sigh sounded from Bai Richi's spiritual sea.

Bai Richi's eyes instantly regained clarity, his ears suddenly turned red, and before he could react, his body took a few steps back.

"Boss, this... needs extra money." Bai Richi touched the cheek that was touched by Mu Xing, and it began to burn uncontrollably.

From “not accepting charity” to “just pay more”, we know without asking that this family must have gone through many hardships that ordinary people cannot imagine.