Douluo's Saint Demon and Evil Lord

"Captain, calm down, captain, calm down." Seeing Hong Wu's brows raised, Mo Xiaoqian suppressed a smile and apologized, but her face turned red, obviously her apology was not sincere.

Seeing that Mo Xiaoqian was obviously holding back, Hong Wu waved his hands helplessly, sighed and said: "Forget it, I'll go find trouble with Shui Han then. Look at how kind, lovely and innocent you were before. Gu Liang has become so bad now, it’s all her fault.”

"Shui Han, it's none of Shui Han's business. Xiao Qian has always been such a sinister person," Nangong Yue said with a secret smile.

"Nangong Yue, why do you always expose me? I want to be a lady, can't I?" Mo Xiaoqian looked at Nangong Yue angrily and said.

Hong Wu couldn't help laughing when he saw Mo Xiaoqian looking hysterical. Of all the members of the Kaitian Mercenary Group, he was most worried about Mo Xiaoqian and Su Ling'er. Sometimes these two people are really too sensible. Reason cannot be said to be bad, but sometimes a lot of joy is indeed lost.

But Mo Xiaoqian's appearance in front of Nangong Yue tonight refreshed Hong Wu's previous view of him. Maybe this is the helplessness of reality.

No matter in the past life or in this life, there are always some people who are very pure at heart, always thinking and fantasizing about beautiful things, just like a child, crazy and fun-loving, and do not want to be controlled by anything.Flashdance..

But from the moment they walk out of the house, an invisible mask is automatically put on their face, and they become synonymous with maturity, calmness and stability in other people's world.

All things will press on their shoulders, forcing them to become stronger. Some people say that the Tao is the most important. This is a good saying.

The price of growing up is to abandon and lose everything you like. You are obviously very reluctant to give up, but life will only teach you to choose what is more suitable for you, natural selection and survival of the fittest.

Seeing the two people fighting in front of him, Hong Wu couldn't help but think of himself in his previous life. When he was young, he was thrown on the top of the mountain by his elders. There were cliffs all around and there were no people around. I rested on a meter-wide rock with my eyes closed, without eating or drinking for seven days.

That feeling of loneliness and helplessness is still in Hongwu's mind, so he always urges himself to become stronger. Only in this way can he embrace happiness.

"Okay, stop making trouble, the leader is just laughing." Feeling that Hong Wu seemed to be distracted, Mo Xiaoqian pushed Nangong Yue and said.

Nangong Yue looked at Hong Wu as if he didn't know what he was thinking. She patted Hong Wu on the shoulder and said, "Do you want to hang out with me in the future? I have a lot of fans."

Hong Wu felt someone patting him, so he restrained his instinct to backhand. He looked at Nangong Yue with some confusion and asked, "Why should I mess with you? I'm the leader of a mercenary group."

"How many people are there in your mercenary group?" Nangong Yue asked arrogantly. ..

"There are about ten of them, but all of them are elites. They can beat ten of them one at a time." Hong Wu said without blushing or heartbeat, with a serious look on his face.

"Tch, my fans account for half of Haotian City." Nangong Yue turned her face upward, looking like she didn't take Hong Wu seriously.

"Oh" Hong Wu felt a little curious after hearing this, and looked at Mo Xiaoqian uncontrollably. If he had any questions, he could go to Sister Xiaoqian, that's right.

Mo Xiaoqian had long expected that Hongwu would turn around and look at her. She raised her forehead slightly and said helplessly: "Yueyue is a walking disciple of our Hidden Dragon Valley Heavenly Girl Sect. Their sect is a bit special, all of them are composed of women. All of them are good at playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, and dancing. Among them, those who perform extremely well among the sect will be sent out by the sect for trial."

"There is still such a sect." Hongwu was obviously a little surprised when he heard what Mo Xiaoqian said. It seemed that there were many strong women in Hidden Dragon Valley who did not rely on others but only on themselves.

"It seems that Miss Yue'er is very powerful," Hong Wu praised.

"Yes, Yueyue sings very well. We met before because when I played the piano, the sound of the piano attracted her, and she sang in harmony, and then we gradually got to know each other." Mo Xiaoqian turned around and said.

Hong Wu nodded and was about to say something, but his nose smelled the fragrance of various delicacies. Looking forward, he saw Nangong Yue stopped, pointed to the arch above her head and said, "Look, this is the Phoenix street"

Hong Wu raised his head and saw that it was a plaque made of mahogany, with two powerful calligraphy written on it, and a person's handwriting next to it. Hong Wu didn't pay attention to the two words "Phoenix", but instead wrote I looked at the pen and was a little surprised because it said "Wu Chen Shu" on it.

"How long has this Phoenix Street existed?" Hong Wu recalled the era when Wu Chen lived. From then to now, it is estimated that it has been a long time ago. Can a plaque made of mahogany exist for so long? Hong Wu was a little speechless.

"Phoenix Street has been around since the establishment of Haotian City. These two words were written by the ancestor of Dragon God to one of his disciples. This disciple was originally called Jiuying, but he often claimed to be Phoenix, but no one recognized it. However, The ancestor of the Dragon God liked this disciple very much, so he wrote the word "phoenix" on him to encourage him to be a real phoenix and shine for others."

"The ancestor of the Nine Infants was very moved after hearing this, worked hard, and chose to serve the ancestor of the Dragon God in terms of food. However, something happened to the ancestor of the Dragon God later. After his death, the disciple felt that he was sorry for the ancestor and had nothing to do with the other ancestors. Several ancestors built Haotian City together, then hid in a street and concentrated on making delicious food, which was loved by everyone."

"After his death, his descendants will put the plaque here to let everyone in Haotian City know that Jiuying is a phoenix and not a bird."

"It's just that the food made by their family is so delicious. Slowly, people in Haotian City gradually forgot that there was a big shot hidden here. They only know that this is the food street of Haotian City." As a foodie, Nangong Yue had obviously gone to learn some of the past history of Phoenix Street, and Hong Wu just showed off his skills when he asked.

After hearing this, Hong Wu suddenly realized. He looked again at the flames that rose from time to time in Phoenix Street and the dreamlike aroma and smoke. His eyes changed in the next moment, blooming with a green light like a hungry wolf. As a gluttonous foodie, At this moment, he smelled the faint smell of those delicacies and couldn't control himself anymore.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go in," Hong Wu urged, staring at the scene in Phoenix Street.

"Hahaha, it turns out you are also a foodie." Nangong Yue laughed when she saw Hong Wu's appearance, then pulled Mo Xiaoqian and walked inside. She had been waiting for this opportunity to have a good meal for a long time. You must eat freely every time