NOVEL NEXT Douluo: The start shocked Bibi Dong
Chapter 7 Shui Binger and Huo Wu's Invitation
Chapter 7 Shui Binger and Huo Wu's Invitation
King's Landing Castle
Two figures walked out of the gate slowly, one was wearing an ordinary cyan martial robe, and the other was Gao Leng Yujie in a black leather jacket and leather pants.
It is worth mentioning that this Gao Leng Yujie was always half a step behind him, acting like a personal guard.
Mo Chen hallucinated for a week, and sighed: "There are only two of us in such a huge castle, it's really boring."
Flame Eagle Douluo reminded: "With the current status of the young master, you can apply for some soul master guards and servants from the Spirit Hall."
Mo Chen said lightly: "You are weak and have no talent, what's the use?"
Flame Eagle Douluo stopped talking after hearing this, because she thought the young master's words were very reasonable. If the female soul masters in Wuhun Hall knew that Mo Chen's castle was recruiting guard servants, they would probably scramble to sign up, but how could Mo Chen see it? What about people with mediocre strength and talent?
In this world, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and only strength, talent, and power are the right way. It is useless to have a stunning appearance alone. If a stunning appearance is paired with any one of strength, talent, and power, then it is Wang Zha!
Flame Eagle Douluo has all four of them, which is why Mo Chen is so fancy to her.
"Ink dust, ink dust~"
At this moment, a white-haired old man shouted at the gate.
"Grandpa Hai." Mo Chen's eyes lit up, and he hurried to the door.
The two Wuhundian guards quickly saluted: "See young master."
"Hey, I heard that your kid was accepted as a direct disciple by the Pope. At first, the old man didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true."
The old man's name is Haitel, and he is a retired deacon of the Spirit Hall. Mo Chen was an orphan before, and was later taken in by him. The relationship between the two is very good, and it is the Hall of Spirits that Haitel recommended Mo Chen to enter.
Mo Chen smiled slightly: "Grandpa Hai, why are you here, come in quickly, go in and have a seat."
Haitel quickly waved his hand: "This is the castle where the Pope lived, how dare I go in, forget it, I am very happy that you have such a heart, old man."
"I'm looking for you today mainly for one thing. This is the envelope someone asked me to give you."
One red envelope and one blue envelope, obviously from one person.
The corners of Mo Chen's mouth raised slightly: "So it's them~"
Haitel glanced at the Flame Eagle Douluo beside him, and reminded: "Mo Chen, your status is in full swing now, so don't waste your cultivation for the sake of pleasure."
"Understood, don't worry."
Haitel: "That's fine, old man, I should go too, and you, Mo Chen, will never need my care again."
"Grandpa Hai, don't you want to go in and sit down?"
"No, no, let's go!"
kick... kick... kick...
Mo Chen put away his smile, and said lightly: "Nihuang, Haitel is a retired deacon of Wuhun Hall, let them take care of him."
"clear."
His Highness Wuhun has hundreds of branch halls, and countless leader and elders under his banner, not to mention an unknown deacon. The mere level 53 old soul king, if it weren't for the existence of Mo Chen, how could the Wuhun Palace care about him?
Mo Chen looked at the two envelopes in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I just said that our King's Landing Castle is a bit empty, so this is it?"
"Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er..." Flame Eagle Douluo's beautiful eyes flashed: "Young master, are they the students participating in this competition?"
Mo Chen: "Yes, the leader of this competition between Zhihuo and Tianshui Academy."
Flame Eagle Douluo nodded: "If that's the case, they are qualified to serve the young master."
"The news that the young master has been accepted by the pope as a personal heir has not yet spread, otherwise there will be a large number of female soul masters coming to attach himself."
Mo Chen is very clear about this point. Women in previous lives were very devoted to rich people, and female soul masters in this life must also admire strong people, or people with deep backgrounds and high status, because a word from these people can guarantee their wealth. Their practice is all the way.
……
A street in Nancheng
A stunning girl in a short red skirt stood under a maple tree with jade hands behind her back, her fiery red hair was coiled up high, her small face was delicate, she looked down at her pair of red sandals, and her pair of snow-white long legs irritated her. Many people look back.
Deng Deng!
"You are Fire Dance~"
Huo Wu looked up and saw Mo Chen's figure, her pretty face was very pleasantly surprised: "Brother Mo Chen, you're really here?"
Mo Chen smiled lightly, and asked back: "Beauty meet, why don't you come?"
Huo Wu's pretty face was slightly red, and her small hands pinched the hem of her skirt: "You are unparalleled in talent, and you have been accepted by the Pope as a personal heir, so your status is different from the past..."
"So you think I don't like you?" Mo Chen smiled lightly: "I read your love letter, although the handwriting is not very good, but you are very careful!"
"Honestly, I love it because it's the first time I've ever gotten a love letter."
Huo Wu's pretty face at this time was like a red apple, she could only hear her muttering: "I don't believe it!"
"Ok?"
"Brother Mo Chen was not a direct disciple of the Pope before, but he was still the strongest young generation in Wuhun Hall. How could he not have received a love letter!"
Mo Chen smiled lightly, did not explain, but just looked into the distance: "Huo Wu, are you dating with relatives and friends?"
Huo Wu was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and saw Huo Wushuang and Feng Xiaotian in the distance, her willful temper came straight up.
"Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, what do you two want to do?!"
"Uh uh..." Huo Wushuang looked embarrassed: "Sister, it's none of my business, he insisted on dragging me here."
Feng Xiaotian just wanted to say something: "I..."
"Go!" Huo Wujiao shouted, and said coldly: "Feng Xiaotian, I know what you mean, but I don't care about you, leave here, don't bother me again!"
Feng Xiaotian clenched his big hands tightly, staring closely at Huo Wu and Mo Chen.
"Feng Xiaotian, what do you want to do?!" Huo Wu stopped Mo Chen directly.
Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said, "Huo Wu, what do you like about him, isn't he just a little stronger than me?!"
"You care so much about him these days, does he have feelings for you?"
Huo Wu's pretty face changed slightly: "This is my voluntary, it has nothing to do with you!"
At this moment, Mo Chen suddenly took out the red envelope, and said calmly: "Sister Huowu, I like this love letter very much, so I also prepared a gift for you."
Although it is the same envelope, there is an extra poem on it:
"There is no beauty in a thousand years, and a beautiful woman is beautiful. The red dress is beautiful, and the personality is bright and true."
Huo Wu took the envelope with an extremely happy expression, and Feng Xiaotian, who was beside her, had already left with a calm expression...
Mo Chen reminded him: "It's right to like people, but you can't force others to like you, and you can't do it either. If you insist on going your own way, you can only hurt yourself."
After Feng Xiaotian listened, he quickly disappeared on the street. If Huo Wu hadn't met Mo Chen, he might have a great chance. After all, girls are also emotional animals...
Huo Wu's eyes were full of tears: "Brother Mochen, um, is this poem for me?"
"Otherwise?" Mo Chen smiled faintly: "Who else can I say about this beautiful woman in red?"
Bo~
As soon as the words finished, Huo Wu kissed his side face directly, and then trotted forward holding the envelope.
No matter how willful a girl is, she will become gentle when she meets a boy she likes or admires!
Feeling the warmth on his face, Mo Chen was a little dazed, then smiled and said, "Huo Wu, wait for me, actually I have one more thing to ask you for."
After counting interest...
The two walked side by side again, and Mo Chen took the initiative to hold her jade hand.
Huo Wufang's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Brother Mochen, what did you just say?"
"Business! It's about your Blazing Academy." Mo Chen said lightly.
"What happened to our Blazing Academy?" Huo Wu's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of doubt.
"I want your Chihuo Academy to join the Wuhun Palace and do things for the Wuhun Palace," Mo Chen said solemnly: "To be precise, it is doing things for me and my master Bibidong!"
Huo Wu: "So that's what happened, don't worry Brother Mochen, my father will definitely agree."
Mo Chen's eyes flashed: "So sure?"
Huo Wu explained: "Now that your identity has been spread, and my bastard father is very snobbish, if he can hug your thigh, he will probably be happy for a few days without rest."
Qin Meng of Blazing Academy, a level 82 Contra cultivation base, is a snobbish person, but he loves his daughter very much, which is why Huo Wu is so willful.
Mo Chen couldn't help laughing, it was the first time he saw someone addressing his father like that: "Okay, since that's the case, then you can set up a match some other day and arrange for me to meet your father."
"Of course there is no problem with this matter~" Huo Wu blushed slightly, "However, I have a request!"
Mo Chen said lightly: "You say, as long as I can do it."
"You play with me for a day, okay?"
Mo Chen was slightly taken aback, that's it?
Seeing his hesitation, Huo Wu thought he was unwilling, so she quickly hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "How about it, brother Mochen~"
"It's a small matter, of course."
The time for Tianshui Academy to invite him is these few days, so there is no rush.
A day later, at sunset, somewhere in the manor
Huo Wu held Mo Chen in one hand and candy in the other, muttering incessantly:
"Brother Mochen, time flies so fast, I don't want to be separated from you~"
Mo Chen smiled lightly: "If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."
"When I see your father in a few days, I will ask you to come over."
Huo Wu's heart was sweet, and she tiptoed to attack him again, but Mo Chen found out ahead of time and sealed her fragrant lips.
"Ugh..."
bang...
Huo Wu's delicate body trembled, her moist eyes slowly closed, a pair of jade arms slowly embraced his back, and the candy fell to the ground...
……
An hour later, the sky is getting late
Two figures walked on Zhongyang Street, but the beauty in red beside Mo Chen turned black.
Mo Chen held a bunch of half-eaten candies, and suddenly handed them to Flame Eagle Douluo beside him: "Try it?"
Flame Eagle Douluo frowned slightly: "Young master, this subordinate is no longer interested in this kind of mortal thing."
"Try it, it's very sweet!"
Sister Gao Lengyu was a little helpless, so she could only take one and eat one.
Mo Chen smiled slightly, looking at the stars in the sky: "Nihuang, I will definitely take you to the God Realm, do you believe me?"
Nihuang was startled for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Now Douluo Dalu is most likely to become a god, only His Majesty the Pope and you, and..."
"There are also those from Qian Daoliu and Shrek." Mo Chen
"Hmm~"
Mo Chen said lightly: "But Tang San can't become a god!"
Flame Eagle Douluo's beautiful eyes flashed: "Why?"
"Because if he doesn't die, we will die, so let him die..."
Flame Eagle Douluo froze in place, overwhelmed by Mo Chen's aura, she found that she was sinking deeper and deeper...
The contract can't be sent out, and it can't be signed for the time being. After signing, it will be stable on Thursday.
(End of this chapter)
King's Landing Castle
Two figures walked out of the gate slowly, one was wearing an ordinary cyan martial robe, and the other was Gao Leng Yujie in a black leather jacket and leather pants.
It is worth mentioning that this Gao Leng Yujie was always half a step behind him, acting like a personal guard.
Mo Chen hallucinated for a week, and sighed: "There are only two of us in such a huge castle, it's really boring."
Flame Eagle Douluo reminded: "With the current status of the young master, you can apply for some soul master guards and servants from the Spirit Hall."
Mo Chen said lightly: "You are weak and have no talent, what's the use?"
Flame Eagle Douluo stopped talking after hearing this, because she thought the young master's words were very reasonable. If the female soul masters in Wuhun Hall knew that Mo Chen's castle was recruiting guard servants, they would probably scramble to sign up, but how could Mo Chen see it? What about people with mediocre strength and talent?
In this world, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and only strength, talent, and power are the right way. It is useless to have a stunning appearance alone. If a stunning appearance is paired with any one of strength, talent, and power, then it is Wang Zha!
Flame Eagle Douluo has all four of them, which is why Mo Chen is so fancy to her.
"Ink dust, ink dust~"
At this moment, a white-haired old man shouted at the gate.
"Grandpa Hai." Mo Chen's eyes lit up, and he hurried to the door.
The two Wuhundian guards quickly saluted: "See young master."
"Hey, I heard that your kid was accepted as a direct disciple by the Pope. At first, the old man didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true."
The old man's name is Haitel, and he is a retired deacon of the Spirit Hall. Mo Chen was an orphan before, and was later taken in by him. The relationship between the two is very good, and it is the Hall of Spirits that Haitel recommended Mo Chen to enter.
Mo Chen smiled slightly: "Grandpa Hai, why are you here, come in quickly, go in and have a seat."
Haitel quickly waved his hand: "This is the castle where the Pope lived, how dare I go in, forget it, I am very happy that you have such a heart, old man."
"I'm looking for you today mainly for one thing. This is the envelope someone asked me to give you."
One red envelope and one blue envelope, obviously from one person.
The corners of Mo Chen's mouth raised slightly: "So it's them~"
Haitel glanced at the Flame Eagle Douluo beside him, and reminded: "Mo Chen, your status is in full swing now, so don't waste your cultivation for the sake of pleasure."
"Understood, don't worry."
Haitel: "That's fine, old man, I should go too, and you, Mo Chen, will never need my care again."
"Grandpa Hai, don't you want to go in and sit down?"
"No, no, let's go!"
kick... kick... kick...
Mo Chen put away his smile, and said lightly: "Nihuang, Haitel is a retired deacon of Wuhun Hall, let them take care of him."
"clear."
His Highness Wuhun has hundreds of branch halls, and countless leader and elders under his banner, not to mention an unknown deacon. The mere level 53 old soul king, if it weren't for the existence of Mo Chen, how could the Wuhun Palace care about him?
Mo Chen looked at the two envelopes in his hand, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I just said that our King's Landing Castle is a bit empty, so this is it?"
"Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er..." Flame Eagle Douluo's beautiful eyes flashed: "Young master, are they the students participating in this competition?"
Mo Chen: "Yes, the leader of this competition between Zhihuo and Tianshui Academy."
Flame Eagle Douluo nodded: "If that's the case, they are qualified to serve the young master."
"The news that the young master has been accepted by the pope as a personal heir has not yet spread, otherwise there will be a large number of female soul masters coming to attach himself."
Mo Chen is very clear about this point. Women in previous lives were very devoted to rich people, and female soul masters in this life must also admire strong people, or people with deep backgrounds and high status, because a word from these people can guarantee their wealth. Their practice is all the way.
……
A street in Nancheng
A stunning girl in a short red skirt stood under a maple tree with jade hands behind her back, her fiery red hair was coiled up high, her small face was delicate, she looked down at her pair of red sandals, and her pair of snow-white long legs irritated her. Many people look back.
Deng Deng!
"You are Fire Dance~"
Huo Wu looked up and saw Mo Chen's figure, her pretty face was very pleasantly surprised: "Brother Mo Chen, you're really here?"
Mo Chen smiled lightly, and asked back: "Beauty meet, why don't you come?"
Huo Wu's pretty face was slightly red, and her small hands pinched the hem of her skirt: "You are unparalleled in talent, and you have been accepted by the Pope as a personal heir, so your status is different from the past..."
"So you think I don't like you?" Mo Chen smiled lightly: "I read your love letter, although the handwriting is not very good, but you are very careful!"
"Honestly, I love it because it's the first time I've ever gotten a love letter."
Huo Wu's pretty face at this time was like a red apple, she could only hear her muttering: "I don't believe it!"
"Ok?"
"Brother Mo Chen was not a direct disciple of the Pope before, but he was still the strongest young generation in Wuhun Hall. How could he not have received a love letter!"
Mo Chen smiled lightly, did not explain, but just looked into the distance: "Huo Wu, are you dating with relatives and friends?"
Huo Wu was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and saw Huo Wushuang and Feng Xiaotian in the distance, her willful temper came straight up.
"Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wushuang, what do you two want to do?!"
"Uh uh..." Huo Wushuang looked embarrassed: "Sister, it's none of my business, he insisted on dragging me here."
Feng Xiaotian just wanted to say something: "I..."
"Go!" Huo Wujiao shouted, and said coldly: "Feng Xiaotian, I know what you mean, but I don't care about you, leave here, don't bother me again!"
Feng Xiaotian clenched his big hands tightly, staring closely at Huo Wu and Mo Chen.
"Feng Xiaotian, what do you want to do?!" Huo Wu stopped Mo Chen directly.
Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and said, "Huo Wu, what do you like about him, isn't he just a little stronger than me?!"
"You care so much about him these days, does he have feelings for you?"
Huo Wu's pretty face changed slightly: "This is my voluntary, it has nothing to do with you!"
At this moment, Mo Chen suddenly took out the red envelope, and said calmly: "Sister Huowu, I like this love letter very much, so I also prepared a gift for you."
Although it is the same envelope, there is an extra poem on it:
"There is no beauty in a thousand years, and a beautiful woman is beautiful. The red dress is beautiful, and the personality is bright and true."
Huo Wu took the envelope with an extremely happy expression, and Feng Xiaotian, who was beside her, had already left with a calm expression...
Mo Chen reminded him: "It's right to like people, but you can't force others to like you, and you can't do it either. If you insist on going your own way, you can only hurt yourself."
After Feng Xiaotian listened, he quickly disappeared on the street. If Huo Wu hadn't met Mo Chen, he might have a great chance. After all, girls are also emotional animals...
Huo Wu's eyes were full of tears: "Brother Mochen, um, is this poem for me?"
"Otherwise?" Mo Chen smiled faintly: "Who else can I say about this beautiful woman in red?"
Bo~
As soon as the words finished, Huo Wu kissed his side face directly, and then trotted forward holding the envelope.
No matter how willful a girl is, she will become gentle when she meets a boy she likes or admires!
Feeling the warmth on his face, Mo Chen was a little dazed, then smiled and said, "Huo Wu, wait for me, actually I have one more thing to ask you for."
After counting interest...
The two walked side by side again, and Mo Chen took the initiative to hold her jade hand.
Huo Wufang's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "Brother Mochen, what did you just say?"
"Business! It's about your Blazing Academy." Mo Chen said lightly.
"What happened to our Blazing Academy?" Huo Wu's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of doubt.
"I want your Chihuo Academy to join the Wuhun Palace and do things for the Wuhun Palace," Mo Chen said solemnly: "To be precise, it is doing things for me and my master Bibidong!"
Huo Wu: "So that's what happened, don't worry Brother Mochen, my father will definitely agree."
Mo Chen's eyes flashed: "So sure?"
Huo Wu explained: "Now that your identity has been spread, and my bastard father is very snobbish, if he can hug your thigh, he will probably be happy for a few days without rest."
Qin Meng of Blazing Academy, a level 82 Contra cultivation base, is a snobbish person, but he loves his daughter very much, which is why Huo Wu is so willful.
Mo Chen couldn't help laughing, it was the first time he saw someone addressing his father like that: "Okay, since that's the case, then you can set up a match some other day and arrange for me to meet your father."
"Of course there is no problem with this matter~" Huo Wu blushed slightly, "However, I have a request!"
Mo Chen said lightly: "You say, as long as I can do it."
"You play with me for a day, okay?"
Mo Chen was slightly taken aback, that's it?
Seeing his hesitation, Huo Wu thought he was unwilling, so she quickly hugged his arm and said coquettishly, "How about it, brother Mochen~"
"It's a small matter, of course."
The time for Tianshui Academy to invite him is these few days, so there is no rush.
A day later, at sunset, somewhere in the manor
Huo Wu held Mo Chen in one hand and candy in the other, muttering incessantly:
"Brother Mochen, time flies so fast, I don't want to be separated from you~"
Mo Chen smiled lightly: "If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the same day and night."
"When I see your father in a few days, I will ask you to come over."
Huo Wu's heart was sweet, and she tiptoed to attack him again, but Mo Chen found out ahead of time and sealed her fragrant lips.
"Ugh..."
bang...
Huo Wu's delicate body trembled, her moist eyes slowly closed, a pair of jade arms slowly embraced his back, and the candy fell to the ground...
……
An hour later, the sky is getting late
Two figures walked on Zhongyang Street, but the beauty in red beside Mo Chen turned black.
Mo Chen held a bunch of half-eaten candies, and suddenly handed them to Flame Eagle Douluo beside him: "Try it?"
Flame Eagle Douluo frowned slightly: "Young master, this subordinate is no longer interested in this kind of mortal thing."
"Try it, it's very sweet!"
Sister Gao Lengyu was a little helpless, so she could only take one and eat one.
Mo Chen smiled slightly, looking at the stars in the sky: "Nihuang, I will definitely take you to the God Realm, do you believe me?"
Nihuang was startled for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "Now Douluo Dalu is most likely to become a god, only His Majesty the Pope and you, and..."
"There are also those from Qian Daoliu and Shrek." Mo Chen
"Hmm~"
Mo Chen said lightly: "But Tang San can't become a god!"
Flame Eagle Douluo's beautiful eyes flashed: "Why?"
"Because if he doesn't die, we will die, so let him die..."
Flame Eagle Douluo froze in place, overwhelmed by Mo Chen's aura, she found that she was sinking deeper and deeper...
The contract can't be sent out, and it can't be signed for the time being. After signing, it will be stable on Thursday.
(End of this chapter)
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