Chapter 15: The human heart is sinister and has ulterior motives [Please read and collect]
Inside the magnificent Qibao Glazed Sect Conference Hall.
Ning Fengzhi, the leader, looked livid, with a few black lines faintly appearing on his forehead. He even thought about bringing Ning Rongrong back.
It is not a wise choice to offend a powerful Titled Douluo.
"Fengzhi, in my opinion, it is better to bring Rongrong back, otherwise..."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong asked in a low voice with a heavy face, feeling a little unable to let go of his precious granddaughter.
Rong Rong is the apple of the sect's eye and the treasure in the hearts of the two titled Douluo. If something goes wrong, the two of them will definitely be in pain.
Ning Fengzhi thought deeply and pondered for a long time before speaking slowly: "Wait a minute, Wang Quan Wumu has a good reputation in Tiandou City and is deeply respected by the people."
"Even Poison Douluo That old guy is also willing to be friends with him. Obviously, there must be something unusual about him. "
If such a strong man is willing to join the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with golden light.
Dugu Bo's personality is well known to the world, he is withdrawn and arrogant, and few people can become his friends. Now that he can negotiate with Wang Quan Wumu, it naturally shows that there is something unusual about Wang Quan Wumu.
Sword Douluo murmured to himself: "The King Quan Sword...sword...if it is really a good sword, I really want to learn how to use the King Quan Sword."
"Sword "Uncle, what do you mean?"
Ning Fengzhi also heard Sword Douluo talking to himself and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"I will go and meet him for a while. If it is true as the rumors say, then I am willing to make friends with him."
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Tiandou City.
Rose Hotel.
Zhuo Shan and Feng Pang were competing in a meat-eating competition. Their bellies were already swollen, but they were still struggling to support each other in order to make the other surrender.
Feng Fatty had a big elbow stuffed in his mouth, and finally gave in and said: "I can't do it anymore, I can't eat anymore."
Zhuo Shan laughed and said: "Brother Feng, you finally gave in, hahaha. "
"How about we drink juice?"
"Okay, I, Zhuo Shan, have never been afraid of anyone when I drink juice, come on!"
Zhuo Shan smiled heartily, He picked up the jar next to him and kept pouring it into his mouth, ignoring the surprised looks of the people around him.
"Two idiots."
Zhuo Ming glanced at the careless look of his younger brother He Feng, and mumbled expressionlessly.
Sister Yu turned around, looked at Wang Quan Wumu and asked: "Master, what do you think of this world?"
"There is actually nothing bad in this world. "
Wang Quan Wumu said softly: "Those people are the only ones who are bad, not the world. Martial spirits are interesting, and spirit rings are good, but they need to be hunted to obtain spirit beasts."
"This is the same world as ours. The monsters are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature. They often endanger one party and should be killed." , is the Taoist creed.”
“Yes, so it is right for people to kill soul beasts and for soul beasts to kill people.”
Wang Quan Wumu rested his hands behind his back and smiled. Said: "Of course, not all soul beasts deserve to die. Just like Brother Fan, he is not with Sister Xueyang, so some soul beasts are different." "People's hearts are sinister, and soul beasts can only kill. In terms of danger, I think humans are better.”
Zhuo Ming and Sister Yu both raised their heads and looked at the young master.
Wang Quan Wumu took a sip of juice, moistened his throat and continued: "If a monster kills you, he will tell you openly, but a human will kill your whole family with a smile. In comparison, , Demons are much more honest than people.”
Sister Yu nodded, agreeing with the young master’s point of view.
But the world is big, and wherever there are humans, there is ambition. There is no doubt about this.
Wang Quan Wumu held his chin with one hand, watching Feng Fat and the two competing there, and said casually: "As for whether I can return to our world, I don't know yet. In short, Life goes on, just adapt slowly, you will eventually adapt.”
"Master, I think this place is very good. You don't have to worry about the dragon demon causing trouble, let alone the master's blame."
Zhuo Shan put down the jar in his hand and wiped the water stains around his mouth freely and uninhibitedly, his face full of water. Xingfu said: "And I can still eat so much delicious food every day. If I go back, I won't be able to bear it."
Bang!
Sister Yu punched Zhuo Shan on the head and said, "Don't speak."
Zhuo Shan laughed, scratched his head, and continued to compete with Brother Feng.
After chatting for a while again, just when everyone was about to leave, a figure slowly appeared at the stairs of the inn, and then walked up the stairs to the second floor.
With the appearance of the white-haired old man, the second floor suddenly became much quieter, and a slightly depressing aura seeped out of his body. You can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person.
The figure has white beard and hair, with long silver hair neatly combed behind his back. He has a simple appearance, his face is as delicate as a baby, his expression is very indifferent, and his eyes seem to be unable to see anything around him.
After the white-haired figure went upstairs, his eyes slowly glanced around, and then walked towards the window. After a while, among the many eyes, he stopped at the table and chair where Wang Quan Wumu was sitting. .
Zhuo Shan frowned slightly and was about to speak when he was stopped by Wang Quan Wumu.
"Your Excellency has an extraordinary bearing and a cold sword aura. If I guessed correctly, you are one of the guardian elders of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Sword Dao Chen Xin, right?"
"What, it turned out to be Qibao. Liuli Sect Sword Dao Chen Xin, doesn’t he rarely leave the sect, and he actually appears here today?”
As soon as Wang Quan Wumu finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of wine glasses falling to the ground, and people around him were shocked. The cry came out without a sound.
Feng Pang’s right hand was placed on the sword behind him, as if he would rush forward as soon as the young master gave the order.
Kendo Chenxin sat on the chair very naturally and said expressionlessly: "Are you Wang Quan Wumu?"
"Yes, I wonder why Sword Douluo came here this time?"
Wang Quan Wumu did not feel the murderous intention in the opponent, so he did not directly summon his "Wang Quan Sword" Fight with it.
Besides, fighting with a Titled Douluo of the same level will most likely injure Wind, Rain, Thunder and Lightning, so it is better to value peace.
"I heard that my little brother's martial soul is a sword, and my martial soul is also a sword. I wonder if I can learn a thing or two?"
Sword Douluo asked, squinting his eyes.
"Ask about the sword."
"Of course." Wang Quan Wumu nodded and said, "But, it's not now."
Hearing this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but be a little surprised. He raised his head and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"Now is not the time. How about waiting for my sword of heaven and earth to be completed in the future and then have a happy fight with you?"
< br>Sword Douluo couldn't help but feel a little moved when he saw Wang Quan Wumu being so free and easy.
(End of this chapter)