Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 16 This Brother Shouldn't Stay Long

If he knew someone's inner activities, the sunny boy Wang Mo would definitely try his best to argue that he was so pure, kind and amiable, how could he have something to do with the word "terrible".

Misunderstandings are all people's misunderstandings about him.

Holding Ye Lingling with one hand, Wang Mo pushed open the door of the private room on the left without caring about the fourth prince Xue Beng, who was deeply endowed with the essence of forbearance.

If he is the only one, he must be sitting outside.

After all, the seniors from the same academy downstairs are nice to speak, and they are all talents, which he likes very much.

Listening to their talk, I can eat two more bowls of rice.

Maybe he could have a meal with Xue Beng for nothing.

But Ye Lingling is a social fear and doesn't like places with many people. In order to make her willing to follow him back to the Prince's Mansion as soon as possible, Wang Mo had to take care of her emotions. private room.

"Just order whatever you want, I'll treat you."

When the waiter came over, Wang Mo directly handed the menu to Ye Lingling next to him.

Weakly raised his head and looked at his face, then looked at the menu he handed over, thinking that he would probably not be able to hide from now on, and would be bullied by this bad guy all the time.

Reason temporarily defeated cowardice, and Ye Lingling took the menu directly.

As the price for you to bully me, I'll consume it in retaliation, isn't it a beaver?

Flipping through the menu, seeing the not-so-expensive prices on the first few pages, Ye Lingling went straight to the end.

"Everything on this page!"

"hiss"

Wang Mo, who caught a glimpse of the price, gasped. The most expensive dish was only a dozen gold soul coins, and he could treat her to it for ten years in a row.

There is no way, there is a rich woman in the family, and there is pocket money of 10,000+ gold soul coins in the storage ring, she is so willful.

After ordering, Ye Lingling turned her head to look back at Wang Mo, trying to catch a trace of flesh pain from his face, but found that he didn't seem to care at all.

It was only then that he remembered that the bad guy next to him was from the Imperial Prince's Mansion.

Which faction is the richest on the mainland?

Of course, the two empires that control the economic lifeline of the entire continent and the Spirit Hall, the Holy Land of soul masters, are the richest.

The money that their college cafeteria makes now might end up in the pocket of the bad guy next to him after a round trip.

Thinking about this point clearly, Ye Lingling clenched her small fists again and again, with a slightly depressed expression.

Really angry!
If Wang Mo knew what she was thinking at this time, he would definitely refute loudly, what did she say, what did she say.

The money of the empire is the money of the emperor Xue Ye, what does it have to do with me?
Our Highness is only the crown prince of the empire. Although the entire prince's mansion is spent on food, clothing, housing and transportation from the treasury, we really have no right to distribute benefits.

Well, really not, just have the right to inherit the throne.

Soon, delicately cooked and fragrant dishes were served by the waiter.

It seemed that she was really angry, Ye Lingling turned her grief and anger into appetite.

Facing the food on the table is a gust of wind and clouds.

Trying to eat all the food as quickly as possible, so that a bad guy has no food to eat and starves him to death!

Seeing this, Wang Mo thought that she was not enough, so he called the waiter and asked the kitchen to serve another serving as it was.

Letting her touch her belly, Ye Lingling, who felt a little mellow, froze for a moment.

Good, so angry, she has nothing to do with that bad guy!
After eating, we paid.

Wang Mo took Ye Lingling's hand and walked back unsteadily.

Ye Lingling, who was held by him, hesitated to speak several times, wanting to tell him to let go of his hand, and she would not run away.

But she beat herself up several times and she didn't dare to say it.

Being held by hand, Ye Lingling followed behind Wang Mo dejectedly, feeling that this life was over, and the rest of her life would have to live under the shadow of this bad guy in front of her.

Lingling me, how can I be so weak?

What is the reason?
It must be that the bad guy who took her hand was too bad, she was too scared to resist.

Well, that must be the case!

Back in the small courtyard, Wang Mo let go of Ye Lingling's hand, and let her go back to the classroom alone, while he walked slowly to the lake pavilion and sat down.

He looked down at the fish chasing and playing in the water under the pavilion, and then looked around to see that there were no people around.

Flipping his hand, he took out a golden soul coin from the storage ring and spread it in the palm of his hand.

Throw it up.

Then catch it with a snap.

Wang Mo breathed out slowly, if it was the back, then the afternoon class would still be a cultural theory class, if it was flower noodles, then the afternoon class would be an outdoor practice class.

This will determine whether he will go to class in the afternoon, which is extremely important.

Taking cultural theory classes can't save Dalu, he can't waste his limited time on time-wasting things like theory classes!

Taking a few deep breaths, Wang Mo slowly removed the palm covering the golden soul coin.

No flowers, just the back.

Wang Mo's face darkened, and he raised his hand and flew out the golden soul coin that represented bad luck.

"Fuck, fuck the feudal superstition!"

"Who! Which bastard attacked me?"

Xue Beng, who was passing by the small courtyard of Qin Ming's class with a large group of followers, had a dark face, holding a gold soul coin in his hand, and turned his head to look around extremely angrily.

And his followers also looked around with fierce eyes.

"I lost the golden soul coin, is there any problem?"

The fortune-telling failed, and Wang Mo, who was in a bad mood, squinted at the past, not at all used to him.

Xue Beng was in a very bad mood these two days, being bullied by Xue Qinghe in the palace, he thought that he could be a domineering figure by coming to Tiandou Royal Academy.

It was true before.

However, the beautiful life came to an abrupt end yesterday after a person from the Prince's Mansion came to school.

As expected, that man came from the Prince's Mansion. He was very arrogant when he first came to school. Not only did he almost kill Yu Tianheng, who was from the Landian Tyrannosaurus family, but he also gave him, the Fourth Prince of the Empire, two big punks one after another in the cafeteria. .

Yes, that dog Wang Mo came from the Prince's Mansion, I can't afford to offend him, but not everyone can offend him.

In broad daylight, he dared to throw gold soul coins at him for a surprise attack, and didn't run away after he was done, and dared to admit it generously.

Really think he is a kind person like Xue Beng, who can be bullied by anyone at will?

With a gloomy face, Xue Beng looked in the direction of the sound, wanting to see which bastard was so kind.

However, at the next moment, an extremely familiar smiling face that made him wake up suddenly when he dreamed back at midnight last night instantly appeared in his eyes.

The gloomy face suddenly cleared the clouds, Xue Beng twitched the corners of his mouth, and said with a half-smile.

"It turned out to be Wang Mo's younger brother, so it's okay."

"From now on, don't come and hang out at the gate of our class, or else I will beat you every time I see you."

Wang Mo raised his palm.

"Yes Yes."

While echoing with a smiling face, Xue Beng waved his hand and led a group of his followers away quickly and disheartened.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid that Wang Mo would really make a move.

After all, this guy has a criminal record.

It's just that the moment Xue Beng turned around, the flattering smile on his face suddenly turned into a vicious one, and a pair of dark eyes were full of viciousness.

He is the majestic fourth prince of the empire, and the other party is just a mere pariah, who just hugged his good big brother's thigh, how dare he do this.
Looking up at Xue Beng's disappearing back, Wang Mo touched his chin. This guy is too tolerant, he can bend and stretch, but he can't be a friend.

It must be killed as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles once it becomes powerful.

That forbearance skill is simply stronger than that of the dragon king's son-in-law.

I must find a time to tell His Royal Highness in his family that this brother should not stay for a long time!
(End of this chapter)