Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

There are still three days before the competition starts, and Xu Tianran needs to preside over the competition affairs on behalf of the emperor. These three days are enough for Jing Hongchen to do a lot of things.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't care who becomes the emperor, and he has never even thought about helping the former crown prince to restore his throne. If He Caitou came alone, he would not even consider supporting this young man with no special abilities, no matter how much he didn't want Xu Tianran to take the throne.

But since Long Xiaoyao is standing behind He Caitou, this matter can be discussed. Even the real boss of Mingdetang, the royal chief priest Kong Deming, can easily make a choice between He Caitou and Xu Tianran.

Dragon Pavilion may not be a great and glorious organization, but the Holy Spirit Church is definitely not a good thing!

"Mr. Kong, think about those beast materials, soul bones, soul rings, medicinal materials, ..."

Every time Jing Hongchen mentioned a rare treasure, Kong Deming couldn't control his excited heart and trembling hands.

“Dragon Emperor Douluo said that it’s not impossible to talk about souls…” Jing Hongchen has been craving souls for a long time. After seeing Wang Dong’s Tianlongma soul, he wanted to get one for his grandchildren. However, Long Xiaoyao refused when he was processing the withdrawal procedures for Huo Yuhao and the others, so he put the blame on Xu Tianran.

If the Hongchen family falls, there's no telling how that pervert Xu Tianran will treat Meng Hongchen, so Jing Hongchen is eager to see Xu Tianran fall first. Anyway, Kong Deming doesn't care which prince ascends the throne, as long as he has direct bloodline from the Sun and Moon royal family.

"One of the leaders of Shrek Academy, possesses the same moon martial soul as you." Seeing that Kong Deming was still hesitant, Jing Hongchen continued to increase the bet.

"I will go with you to watch this competition." Kong Deming finally made up his mind and put aside his research on soul guides for the time being. What a joke, how could the soul guide of the evil soul master be more important than the future of the royal family? If His Highness Xu He's cooperation with Longge was closer than it appeared, he could immediately dismantle Ye Xishui's soul guide, the Death God Tower, into parts and throw them into the metal recycling station.

At the same time, strange scenes continued to unfold in the swimming pool on the top floor of Mingyue Hotel. The surface of the pool was as calm as a mirror a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, a layer of crystal clear ice crystals quickly spread across the water surface. However, this frozen state did not last long. Then, the pool seemed to be awakened by a fiery force. There seemed to be a raging fire burning at the bottom of the pool. The ice crystals began to melt rapidly, and were replaced by violent boiling. Hot bubbles continued to emerge from the bottom of the water, with hot steam, and the whole pool was like a pot of hot soup about to boil.

"Are you all sick?!" Yan Feng dragged Chen Lingyi and crawled out of the swimming pool. The water fight suddenly turned into a battlefield of alternating ice and fire. If he had not already reached the level of a Soul Saint and was not an ice-attribute soul master, he and Xiao Ling would have almost been boiled into a pot of fragrant, thick and white bone soup.

The culprits are Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui, who possess the ultimate ice and ultimate fire.

“Brother Yanfeng, it was obviously you who used your soul power first!” Huo Yuhao retorted unconvinced.

"Oh my God! If we weren't companions, I really want to use the Ice Explosion Technique to open your eyes!" Of course, Yan Feng was just talking. With such a large swimming pool, if the Ice Explosion Technique was activated, the entire Mingyue Hotel would be blown up to the sky.

Then he would die more miserably than that Bone Douluo ten thousand years ago.

Mu Xing didn't care about the fight between the children. She held a thin red wine glass, which was as light as a feather and had a faint crystal luster. The glass was filled with aged white wine with a amber color, and the wine glowed with a warm halo under the light. At the mouth of the glass, a faint fragrance quietly echoed, as if it was wrapped by an invisible barrier, neither overflowing nor dissipating, but just flowing leisurely in the narrow space.

"Don't you want to drink?" Wang Dong finally got the chance to be alone with her. Well, maybe not alone, because they didn't avoid other people.

"I remember I told you that pain is the best way to stay sober." Mu Xing put down the wine glass. The amber wine in the glass swayed slightly. The aroma of the wine gradually overflowed from the mouth of the glass, and the rich fragrance quietly spread in the air.

"I thought you would always avoid me..."

"..."Mu Xing's expression suddenly became a little subtle, as if he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

"Take some more medicine to recuperate. Your mental state is really worrying."

She hadn't done anything wrong, so why was she hiding from Wang Dong? Could it be because she had told the Goddess of Life that she didn't want the God of Destruction to adopt the unborn boy?

In a power struggle like this where the whole family of the other party is not over until they kill each other, the God of Destruction has shown mercy to Wang Dong for surviving. Otherwise... when he faces Tang San in the future, let Wang Dong be the first to get killed?

Just when Mu Xing was thinking about how to use Wang Dong to exchange pieces, Wang Dong spoke sullenly.

"I just want to ask what happened in the God Realm. Is my mother in danger? Is my unborn brother okay? You must know..."

"I don't know what happened!" Mu Xing interrupted her impatiently, "I don't know what made you feel that I was idle, and wasn't it your family who was wronged? Why do you think I was the one avoiding you?"

"Then can you ask..."

"No! After all, this kind of thing has nothing to do with my own interests. You don't think I can contact the God Realm anytime and anywhere, right? I don't need to spend time and energy performing the God's Descent Spell for you. But..." Mu Xing changed the subject, "No matter how worried you are, no matter whether the result is good or bad, things have already happened. You know what can you do? It's nothing but adding to your troubles."

Then, Mu Xing nodded to Bei Bei who was beside Long Xiaoyao, "You go and tell her what happened in Qian Kun Wen Qing Valley."

Beibei had mixed feelings towards Wang Dong. He had indeed done something to let her down, although he had not succeeded. He had not expected that their ancestors had such a profound relationship. Wang Dong's father was Tang San, and his ancestor Yu Xiaogang was Tang San's teacher.

It was too long ago, so he naturally wouldn't think that his ancestor was a bad person, but Tang San and he had an irreconcilable feud. His only relative was cursed to death by Tang San on the charge of disrespecting the gods, and the daughter of his enemy was standing in front of him.

He also didn't want to know what hatred or grudge there was between Wang Dong and Tang San. Since Mu Xing had given the order, he told Wang Dong in detail what he had seen and heard in the Qiankun Valley of Love, mixed with his undisguised personal emotions.

Perhaps it was because the Nine-Colored Goddess and the God of Food had already been detained, or perhaps it was because they were too weak to bring down divine punishment, Beibei's curse did not bring about a backlash from the divinity.