Chapter 45: The Chase
Lang Ya was a little embarrassed and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Su Mu, what you said is wrong. How can you live up to the delicious food?
In other words, they prepare so much, all for you alone. If you don’t eat it, wouldn’t it be a waste?
What's more, it's a great fate that we two brothers and sisters can gather here today to enjoy the rare treasures together. Naturally, we have to add delicious food and wine to the fun. "
Lang Ya's eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if even the air was filled with the aroma of the delicious feast that was about to begin.
"Hahaha, you can pull it off. If I didn't come, these things would have been shared among the waiters. How could it be wasted?"
Su Mu chuckled, stopped being amused, turned around and led the way. The three of them walked through the splendid hall and stepped into a spacious corridor.
Both sides of the corridor were inlaid with soft luminous pearls, gently dispelling the night and leading them slowly towards the top VIP room.
Wang Teng couldn't help but sigh. He could use the soul tool, but he had to use the Night Pearl. This was a manifestation of being rich and willful.
"Speaking of which, Su Mu, the level nine custom-made soul-guided artillery shells you bid for today have made many people jealous.
If you weren't so rich, you wouldn't be able to easily obtain such a powerful weapon. "
Lang Ya walked and chatted, his tone containing both recognition of Su Mu's financial strength and a hint of emotion about the complicated situation behind the auction.
"Those big sects from big aristocratic families, who got the news in advance, originally wanted to take this opportunity to take away some good things, but you didn't expect that you would cut them off."
When Wang Teng heard this, his expression slightly calmed down, and he said seriously: "Senior brother is right. These level nine fixed-installed soul-guided artillery shells are indeed needed by the sect's forces to enhance the defense power and ensure the peace of the sect."
Su Mu said, "Indeed, it's a pity for their plan. I never notify the auction house in advance. I can go whenever I want. What if they have a grudge against me?"
Wang Teng asked doubtfully: "Don't they know my sister's strength? It's a great honor for you to go. After all, there are no more than ten titled Douluo in the Tianhun Empire's royal family."
Not long after, the three of them arrived in front of the top VIP room.
When you open the door, a strong aroma hits your nostrils. The room is elegantly and luxuriously decorated. On the long table in the center, all kinds of delicacies are placed in an orderly manner. Each dish is like a work of art. Tasty, mouth watering.
"Please, you two senior brothers." Su Mu gracefully made a gesture of invitation, and the three of them sat down one after another.
During the banquet, there was good wine, delicious food, and lively conversation and laughter. Su Mu and Lang Ya shared their respective cultivation matters from time to time, while Wang Teng asked more about martial arts and cultivation knowledge.
Especially those bottlenecks and skills of different levels, with the light of curiosity shining in their eyes.
This is the real sense of the title Douluo teaching in person. If it were placed in Shrek Academy, you, an ordinary student in the outer college, would not even be able to enter the inner college, let alone the guidance of the title Douluo.
Look, our Noumenon Sect’s Origin University is better. Since the beginning of the school year, there have been more than twenty titled Douluo lectures and public classes, as well as after-class Q&A activities.
"Junior brother Wang Teng, your enthusiasm for soul guides reminds me of myself when I was young."
Lang Ya chuckled, a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.
"What happened next?"
"Then the sect master said there was no future, so I stopped playing."
The night is getting darker, but the VIP room is still brightly lit and filled with laughter and laughter.
As night falls quietly, the open space on the outskirts of Tianhun City is gently covered by a layer of faint moonlight, making it look particularly quiet and mysterious.
Wang Teng, Su Mu and Lang Ya stood still, making eye contact with each other. There was no need to say anything, and they already had a tacit understanding.
The trees behind them swayed gently in the night wind, as if they were the guardians of this quiet place, quietly watching what was about to happen. Su Mu frowned, her sharp eyes flashing in the night, like the gaze of a cheetah before catching its prey.
She whispered to Wang Teng and Lang Ya: "Ever since we came out of the big auction house, we have been followed.
They had barely any cover and already knew I knew someone was following.
The opponent has a large number of people and is not weak in strength. It seems that they are well prepared. "
Although her voice was soft, it was filled with unquestionable firmness.
Lang Ya was a little nervous after hearing this, not because he was worried about himself, but because he was afraid that Wang Teng would have some problems, "So, how many people are there on the other side? Are there any titled Douluo?"
Su Mu shook his head, "It's hard to say. The number of people is probably less than ten. I don't know if there are any titled Douluo."
When Lang Ya heard this, a faint smile appeared on his lips, and a trace of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"As far as I'm concerned, the sect leader is currently handling matters in Tianhun territory. If necessary, he can come within a quarter of an hour. You see."
Su Mu frowned and said, "Okay, your safety is the priority in everything, but don't call Du Bushui here unless necessary.
My relationship with your Noumenon Sect is not that close. "
Wang Teng didn't dare to interrupt after hearing this, but he was also a soul master who majored in spiritual power. Although he couldn't sense the number and strength of the enemy, he could still detect the thickness and chill in the air.
Lang Ya patted Wang Teng on the shoulder and reassured him, "Junior brother, what I just said is true. The sect leader is indeed within the Tianhun Empire.
Every time he makes a move, he will tell a few people that if there is anything we can't solve, we can use an emergency signal to ask the sect leader to come over.
So, relax a little and enjoy how your elf sister fights. "
Lang Ya then slowly turned around, his eyes like a torch, scanning the surrounding figures that were gradually revealed.
These figures are either hiding among the shadows of the trees or lurking in the dark. They are obviously well-trained killers or assassins.
"Now that you're here, why hide?"
Su Mu's voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the entire open space, carrying an irresistible majesty.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from behind a tree, holding a long knife, with seven soul rings shining on the blade, and headed straight for Wang Teng at a staggering speed.
Wang Teng's brain completed the processing of the information immediately. The powerful soul power, three yellow, three purple, and one black, was a bit poor in proportion to the soul ring configuration.
Su Mu and Lang Ya moved almost at the same time, one to the left and one to the right, like two bolts of lightning, instantly catching the black shadow in the middle.
"Hmph, even a mere ant dares to provoke me!"
Su Mu snorted coldly, and the wind of his fist roared, colliding with the black shadow, causing waves of air. Use her agility to move around and look for opportunities to deliver a fatal blow.
Lang Ya's martial soul has been released, and eight soul rings that exceed the optimal ratio are released instantly. The powerful spiritual power swings around, and some unsuspecting men in black instantly fall to the ground with a muffled groan.
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