Chapter 297: The future is bleak
"Don't move! Or I'll just shave your head bald!" In the ruins of Haotian Sect, Wang Dong was held down by Mu Xing to get a haircut. The bloody smell around him had dissipated, and the ashes of the two mythical beasts were scattered by Mu Xing. Even the god-level soul rings dissipated with the passage of time.
She had just picked up a sharp piece of gravel from the ground and cut off her long pink-blue hair at shoulder length. Mu Xing couldn't stand the jagged, dog-gnawed hair, so he had to trim it on the spot.
Di Tian stood aside with his arms folded and watched, and suddenly he had a vision of a cow cat licking the fur of a precious pet cat that had just been kicked out.
"Cut it shorter, and it will be the same length as when I was in Shrek Academy." Wang Dong is now in a state of mourning more than dying. After all, except for her soul, which is her own, her family and everything else are gone. Even the remaining butterfly spirit, the goddess of light, is incomplete.
Her Light Goddess Butterfly Martial Soul was given by the Butterfly God. Tang San couldn't take away the inheritance of the second-level god with just a ray of divine will, but he could still destroy it.
"I don't like long hair, it looks too much like him." Wang Dong sniffed. Although she quickly accepted the fact that Tang San was a fake and didn't love her, she was still eleven for a person whose physical and mental age was still eleven. For a two-year-old child, it is not easy to deal with emotions.
"Sometimes blood relationship is meaningless. Whoever loves you is your relative. People who are related to you by blood are also strangers if they don't love you. Don't take many relationships too seriously. The relationship we have with ourselves in this life is The most important thing is that your soul power has reached level 50. I will take you to get the fifth soul ring later." Mu Xing was trimming Wang Dong's hair while checking her physical condition.
"My martial spirit is useless." Wang Dong said dullly. After she killed her past self, the sword left by the God of Destruction also disappeared. It was only a one-time consumable. The reward given to her was to kill her. His soul power reached level 50.
"I'll think of a solution." Mu Xing blew Wang Dong's broken hair away, "You also have to think about what to do next."
"Learn the sword, learn the soul guide, practice, go back and see your mother and brother..." Wang Dong counted on his fingers and found that he had a lot to do.
"I thought you hated soul guides." The razor in Mu Xing's hand paused for a moment.
"No, what I hate is the Tang Sect's hidden weapons." Wang Dong said rebelliously. Everything about that man disgusted her, not to mention that Tang Ya was an evil soul master.
"...Why do you want to learn swordsmanship?" Mu Xing changed the question.
"Because you said you could teach me." Wang Dong replied shamelessly.
Now it was Ditian's turn to wonder, when did they agree?
"I just want to find a reason to cut you."
"..." Wang Dong was silent. The God of Destruction really knew Mu Xing very well. His way of educating his children was completely different from that person's. That person didn't care what his children thought at all, while the God of Destruction would give the child the right to choose.
She began to worry about the little life that had not yet come to this world. What should she do if her brother was taught that kind of virtue by Tang San? But that is a boy, he will never be taught to be like his old self, but if he is taught to be another Tang San...
This is simply terrifying to think about!
However, one day in the God Realm and one year in the Lower Realm. Based on Xiao Wu's due date, she probably still has hundreds of years to prevent this kind of thing from happening. "Does what you said still count?" Wang Dong closed her eyes and decided to suffer for her mother and brother.
"You don't have the talent to use a sword, but it's not your fault, because your parents don't have it either." Just when Wang Dong thought there was no chance, Mu Xing changed the subject, "But teaching disciples has nothing to do with talents and talents. If you pay attention to these Master, you are not slacking off, you just want to get twice the result with half the effort, or you want to use the power of your disciples to make your name in history. Fame and inheritance are not important. If you really want to learn, I will teach you."
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"Why..." Wang Dong felt that Mu Xing was too generous, and she thought her request would be rejected.
In fact, based on Mu Xing's position and experience, if she insists on killing Wang Dong, the God of Destruction will probably just do as she pleases.
Only Tang Wutong would feel that the God of Destruction really treated her as his own daughter. Maybe he had thought so before, but Tang San's actions were there. If he didn't express his anger, it would be considered the God of Destruction's moral character. Why? Do you still have the nerve to ask him to treat you as always?
"I never cooperate with losers." Mu Xing combed Wang Dong's short hair neatly, "And the God of Destruction is also willing to give you a chance."
Wang Dong suddenly realized that Mu Xing almost never used words such as "my father" or "my mother" to refer to the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life in front of others. She always called them by their gods' names in a business-like manner. Many gods feel that they are not like a family, but more like a superior-subordinate relationship. So much so that Tang San initially thought that Mu Xing was a pet or mount kept by the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life, just like Niu Tian and Titan in his eyes.
"I'm sorry..." Her father... and her mother said many unpleasant things behind her back, especially her mother. Although she would refrain from using Douluo's foul language in front of her, most of the time she couldn't take it back.
And that person only indulged her mother, but would be gentle on the surface but forcefully warn her not to say bad words, so that when she faced that person before, she racked her brains and couldn't think of anything to curse him, except for the sentence "I am you" father".
Commonly known as double standards.
"I don't care at all what others say about me behind my back." Mu Xing gives the impression of being calm and self-possessed to most people, and Wang Dong is no exception. "Anyway, I have scolded a lot of people, but they may not be as bad as me. ”
Except for Ditian, he still feels that Mu Xing is a husky among cats. Almost all the people who have seen her go crazy have died, especially those evil soul masters, who must have a say.
Of course, he also has a clear understanding of himself. Brigitte, the only wet nurse among the ferocious beasts, once commented sharply on him, saying that he had a calm sense of madness.
Dragons are highly resistant to spiritual invasions and attacks, which is inseparable from their own strong spiritual core. Having spent hundreds of thousands of years in the lower realm with no future in sight, others would have gone crazy long ago. It was only because of his excellent psychological quality that he could survive until the cows and cats fell from the sky. What followed was endless fighting and scheming. His life, which was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, suddenly became turbulent.
Considering Mu Xing's reputation and Tang San's lack of respect for others, he didn't dislike Wang Dong very much. Instead, he felt that his eyes were really opened, especially after seeing Dai Hao's kind of carelessness about raising children. After getting rich, the bitch shyly acknowledges her relatives.
Whose father is meaner than Dai Hao? Oh, it turns out to be Tang San!
In comparison, Dai Hao still looks like a human being.
Well now, Huo Yuhao's ranking will drop again in the next Dragon Pavilion internal misfortune competition, because someone who is even worse is about to join Dragon Pavilion.