Chapter 23 The mysterious woman!
"Old White Bird, let me introduce you."
"This is the eldest prince Xingluo, and this is his highness's fiancée, Miss Zhu from the Duke's Palace." Yang Wudi introduced them respectively.
"Bai He, the leader of the Min clan, has met His Highness." Bai He cupped his hands and said.
Bai He looked to be sixty or seventy years old, much older than Yang Wudi.
"It turns out to be the leader of the Min clan. Nice to meet you." Dai Yao chuckled.
Although the Min clan was also implicated by the Haotian Sect, Bai He was a relative of Tang San and Tang Hao, unlike Yang Wudi.
Dai Yao did not intend to have too much contact with Bai He.
But Bai He has crystal blood dragon ginseng, a natural and earthly treasure that is no less than immortal grass, so he has some thoughts about this.
After the Po Zhi clan talked with Bai He and Yang Wudi for a while, Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuyun also said goodbye and left.
The matter of discussion was that Yang Wudi wanted the Min clan to settle down in Xingluo City as their home.
But it is not an easy task to have a family fortune in a short period of time in a place like Xingluo City where land is so valuable.
With the help of Dai Yao and the Zhu family, the Min clan can be much more convenient.
But Bai He values his self-esteem very much and is unwilling to accept help from Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuyun.
In his view, accepting help means becoming the other person's person.
After Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuyun left, Yang Wudi also had a look of hatred on his face.
In the living room.
Yang Wudi and Bai He sat opposite each other.
"Old White Bird, to be honest, I am already working for the eldest prince." Yang Wudi said calmly.
Bai He choked on his words and was speechless for a long time.
Old White Bird, if you still miss Haotian Sect, don’t come to me in the future! Yang Wudi said coldly.
"I destroyed hundreds of people in my clan, and in a short period of time, there were only a few dozen left!"
"Where is his Haotian Sect? How many died?!!"
"snort!"
Yang Wudi dropped the drink in his hand to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Old Goat, isn't it true that our sensitive clan is like this?" Bai He sighed, "Not only you, I also have grievances against the Haotian Sect."
"Our Min clan is living a very difficult life right now..."
"Then why can't you accept His Highness's help?" Yang Wudi sighed.
"Old goat, I..." Bai He looked embarrassed, "You know me..."
"I have prepared some daily necessities for you, and ask your disciples to bring them when you go back." Yang Wudi said softly, while handing out a gold card, "There are 10,000 gold soul coins here, which I can take out at the moment. of all.”
"Take it!"
…
at the same time.
Dai Yao and Zhu Zhuyun returned to Xingluo Royal Academy and cuddled up against each other on the sofa.
"Yao, the Min Clan and the Po Clan are both affiliated families of the Haotian Sect. Why do I feel like you don't like the Min Clan very much?" Zhu Zhuyun looked confused.
Dai Yao pondered: "Bai He has a kinship with the Haotian Sect. Even if the Min clan has fallen into this situation, he does not hate the Haotian Sect and even wants to return to the Haotian Sect."
"Based on this alone, the Min clan cannot be used by me."
"Yao, don't you like Haotian Sect?" Zhu Zhuyun was a little surprised.
"So smart." Dai Yao smiled and scratched Zhu Zhuyun's nose.
Zhu Zhuyun's face turned red.
"Yao, I want to practice, come and accompany me," Zhu Zhuyun said with a smile.
"Okay." Dai Yao smiled and nodded.
Compared to Dai Yao who improves his strength through fighting, Zhu Zhuyun and the others are more suitable to practice in a mimic training environment! …
Time flies by like a white horse.
The past two years have passed by in a flash.
Dai Yao broke through the thirty-nine level and reached level forty. He only needs one soul ring to become a soul sect!
In the Star Forest, two figures, one black and one white, shuttled quickly through the jungle.
Yang Wudi was dressed in black, holding a soul-breaking gun, and eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black were hovering behind him.
In two years, Yang Wudi had broken through to the 81st Contra level. The combat power that the soul-breaking gun in his hand can exert is comparable to that of a titled Douluo!
Dai Yao was armed with a white tiger and followed Yang Wudi.
At this time, Yang Wudi suddenly jumped up and stood on the top of a tall tree, looking far into the distance.
Dai Yao flew to Yang Wudi's side and followed Yang Wudi's gaze.
I saw two soul beast figures in the air ahead.
One is a dark night dragon with two wings on its back and its whole body is black.
The other one is a bright unicorn with a white body, a single horn on its head, and two pairs of snow-white wings on its back.
"Your Highness, there are two soul beasts fighting. Why don't we go and take a closer look?" Yang Wudi asked.
"Okay." Dai Yao nodded, "This is where the ten thousand year soul beasts live. Maybe the soul rings of those two soul beasts are suitable for me to absorb."
Yang Wudi quickly approached with a soul-breaking gun in hand.
At this time, he suddenly discovered that there was a middle-aged man not far ahead, looking at the two soul beasts eagerly.
Next to the middle-aged man, there is a tall and graceful woman.
The woman has long golden hair, wears a silver-white dress, and wears a golden half-face mask on her face, making her face unclear.
When he saw Yang Wudi and Dai Yao approaching, the middle-aged man immediately shouted: "Stop!"
Yang Wudi frowned slightly and glanced at the middle-aged man coldly.
"Those two soul beasts belong to us! Get out now! Otherwise, you will die!" the middle-aged man said coldly.
"Your Excellency, you are too arrogant!" Yang Wudi said coldly, and the eight soul rings suddenly spread, forming a terrifying sense of oppression.
Only then did the middle-aged man notice that Yang Wudi was an Eight-Hand Soul Douluo.
But even so, the middle-aged man still had a strong look of disdain on his face.
"Arrogance requires skills, and I just have it!"
The middle-aged man's aura suddenly erupted, and nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black suddenly appeared at his feet.
In his hand, he also held a purple snake spear, with a sharp aura emanating from it.
The breaths of the soul-breaking spear and the snake spear collided instantly, fighting each other.
"Title Douluo!" Yang Wudi's expression changed.
"Say it again! Get out now! Otherwise, you will die!" the middle-aged man said coldly.
Yang Wudi narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though the middle-aged man was a titled Douluo, he showed no fear and did not give in at all.
"Wait a minute."
At this time, the woman in white suddenly spoke up, breaking the solemn atmosphere.
The woman in white looked at Dai Yao, looking at Dai Yao's somewhat familiar face, and there was a look of thought in the eyes of the woman in white.
The woman in white looked at the middle-aged man.
After the middle-aged man noticed it, he immediately approached the woman in white and made a listening gesture.
The woman in white said calmly: "Get that bright unicorn for me first."
The middle-aged man nodded and immediately flew into the air, holding a snake spear to fight with the two soul beasts.
When Dai Yao and Yang Wudi saw this, they looked at each other and frowned.
Being able to command a titled Douluo, one can imagine the identity of such a person.
Even the rulers of the two empires do not have that qualification!
Perhaps the middle-aged man was anxious.
In less than ten breaths, the bright unicorn fell heavily from the sky!
(End of this chapter)