Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"Your Highness, I heard that Wang Dong fell into a nightmare and kept calling 'Mom' and 'Brother'. When he was awake, he clamored to see you." Ling was so annoyed by the noise that he had to quietly ask Mu Xing for his opinion.

"I don't have time to see her. Let her take care of herself. If that doesn't work, just boil some herbs to drink. How long has it been since she came to the mortal world that she started crying for her mother? I have endured more than four thousand years and only saw my mother for less than half an hour. Did I say anything?" Mu Xing sat upright in front of the dressing table, slightly adjusting her facial features in the mirror. In fact, she has been very free recently and even planned to sneak into the Holy Spirit Church to look for the armor and sickle mentioned by the Masked Douluo.

Ye Xishui had caused her so much trouble, so she had to reciprocate. Rather than killing people, she preferred to destroy their hearts. Watching the evil soul masters break through their defenses was simply one of the greatest pleasures in Long Sheng's life.

But the young Fire Dragon King seemed to have misunderstood something, "I just felt sorry for her. She lost her mother when she was young..."

“Put away your sympathy that has nowhere to go and do what you should do!” Di Tian’s gaze lingered on the drawing for a while, and he continued to carve the metal ornaments in his hand, while still being able to devote some attention to scolding the younger generation.

"Oh."

"Come, do my makeup." Mu Xing called Ling to his side, handed her the comb, and then closed his eyes.

"Yes." Ling stood behind Mu Xing, gently lifted her knee-length hair, and combed it from the top of her head to the bottom. Her hair, originally white with black ends, gradually turned gray as the comb moved, as if under a spell. Only the white highlight on her forehead was still eye-catching.

"Your Highness, can I accompany you on this mission?" Ling put down the comb and spoke expectantly.

"I already have a choice."

Ling subconsciously glanced at Di Tian, ​​"Eh?! Why is it…" again?

"It's not me." Di Tian fixed the golden horn-shaped decoration on Mu Xing's head and hung a diamond-shaped ruby ​​on her forehead. When she opened her eyes, the ruby ​​contrasted with the golden pupils in her blood-red irises.

"Do I look like a saint?" What's the point of starting from the bottom? She went in to be a saint!

"The saint's fairy-like appearance will last forever." Di Tian moved his hands down, and with a slight click, the black collar was firmly buckled around Mu Xing's neck. The black diamond-shaped pendant hanging on the collar fell down and gently touched the skin, giving a slightly cool feeling instantly.

"How do you know so much about their corporate culture?" Mu Xing turned around and acquiesced to his action of tying the leg ring around her left thigh.

"Does Your Highness like this kind of jewelry?" Ling couldn't help but ask. Not only her Highness, but even her brother's sturdy upper body was bound by leather shoulder straps, making his already plump chest even more obvious through his black shirt.

"No, no, no, you're fine the way you are now. Wear whatever you like." Mu Xing was touched by her cuteness. "I just think it's too monotonous for him to wear a robe every day. He should dress according to my aesthetic standards."

"Forgive my ignorance, Your Highness, I don't quite understand."

"Of course there is a difference, dear. He used to stand by the roadside and look like he didn't want anyone to approach him, but now people ask for his contact information when he goes out." Mu Xing showed a "healthy and cheerful" smile, "I should invite you all to enjoy this beautiful scenery together!"

Ling still didn't quite understand the function of those leather straps, especially those buckled on the tail, but she felt that Di Tian might not like others asking for his contact information because he hardly went out during this period.

"Then who will act with His Highness?" Ling couldn't figure it out, so he simply returned to the original topic.

"It's me." A handsome young man with pale skin leaned against the dressing table, his long silver-gray hair reaching his waist, and his gray-black eyes were a little unfocused.

After a brief greeting, Alex slowly spoke: "Although I can show myself in this form, I cannot be too far away from you. Have you thought of a role for me? My personal suggestion is to treat me as a summoned creature, just like the vengeful spirits controlled by evil spirit masters. The aura of the undead on me can easily make them regard you as one of their own kind."

"Of course, you mentioned the origin of necromancy, and I intend to start from this aspect."

When Ilex was teaching Muxing the magic of the dead, he said that in the Holy Demon Continent, the first dead magician appeared in order to revive his dead wife. Later, although he failed to revive his wife, he revived her soul and stayed with her soul for life until the last moment of the great dead magician's death.

"In order to make my character more complete, I decided to make you my lover who died early. Because I couldn't bear to part with you, I turned you into a ghost. What do you think?"

"Okay!" Electrolux gritted his teeth. Isn't it just playing a white moonlight who died early? In life, no, in the world, you have to try something new!

This one is so damn new!

"Very good!" Mu Xing turned around again and looked at the new image in the mirror, and began to hypnotize himself, "I like beautiful, smart, aggressive, well-controlled, arrogant and conceited people who seem to have the whole world in their hands..."

"..." Electrolux had to admit that she summed it up well.

Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Xuan Ziwen’s exclusive laboratory.

Orange stood outside the door, calmed himself down a little, and then opened the door of the laboratory.

“Senior, good morning.” Huo Yuhao greeted her casually, but did not raise his head. He was still busy carving the soul guide core formation. He avoided this “foodie-loving” senior as much as possible.

You have to know that he is still a minor, and he is really embarrassed to be a father to his senior. Ever since he came back from that inspection, he no longer dared to cook for outsiders.

Fu Rui was busy researching new soul guide topics. Huo Yuhao was making progress too fast, and she would feel somewhat embarrassed if he caught up with her.

"I heard that Wang Dong is sick. Do you know what happened?" Orange tried to start a conversation.

"Maybe something happened at home. I'm not sure about the details."

"Isn't she your companion? Why don't you care about her at all?" Orange half complained and half tested, "By the way, the earthquake in Mingdu a few days ago didn't affect you, did it?"

“It’s okay. Does Mingde Hall often conduct this kind of experiment?” Huo Yuhao threw the question back calmly.

"..."Juzi suddenly felt a little frustrated. How should she reply to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Before, Huo Yuhao beat Wang Shaojie into an idiot, and the royal patrol team that came to cause trouble was also blocked by Dragon Emperor Douluo. Since then, the prince noticed this young man and became very interested in his two companions, Fu Rui and Wang Dong. Of course, it was only an interest in appearance.

This time, Xishan was suddenly blown up, and the first person the prince suspected was Long Xiaoyao. The dragon's roar and the dark aura made it hard not to suspect him.