Douluo: The soul skills are too abstract, Tang San burst into tears!.

Seeing her father's serious face and no room for negotiation, Bai Chenxiang could only turn to look at Zhuge Lan helplessly. After all, this man was an omnipotent being in her heart.

Zhuge Lan seemed to see Bai Chenxiang's worry. He looked at Bai Chenxiang without any worry and gave him a wink with a wicked smile.

Just when Bai Chenxiang was speechless.

Zhuge Lan patted his chest and said to the White Crane Patriarch:

"Father-in-law... Chief Patriarch! Don't worry, I have made all the arrangements. I will never let them be in any danger."

"We still have an old Titled Douluo, have you forgotten?"

Zhuge Lan pointed to Dugu Bo who was performing magic for the children of the Min clan in the courtyard downstairs.

"Poison...Poison Douluo?"

"Are you saying that Poison Douluo will protect their safety tomorrow?"

The White Crane chief asked doubtfully.

Zhuge Lan winked and said confidently:
"That's definitely a problem!"

Dugu Bo, who was playing with the little kids, always felt that something was wrong behind them.

He turned around and looked up.

Found on the balcony of the tower.

Zhuge Lan and his group were muttering something, looking in his direction from time to time, and the smiles on their faces gradually turned evil.

"It's over, that kid must be teasing me again, it must be something bad!"

Dugu Bo shook his head and thought to himself.

"Old poison, come here."

Before he could come to his senses, he heard Zhuge Lan yelling at him from above.

I knew it!

As Zhuge Lan called him, Dugu Bo also confirmed what he was thinking.

He cursed, but still flew towards the top of the tower.

"What do you want with me, you little brat?"

"I am very busy."

See Dugu Bo coming to the tower.

The White Crane tribe leader and a group of elders hurriedly bowed to Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo waved his hand and stared at Zhuge Lan fiercely.

"What? You old poisoner, have you eaten gunpowder?"

Zhuge Lan asked in confusion when he saw him coming aggressively.

"If you have something to say, just say it. When did you come to me for good things?"

Dugu Bo complained.

Zhuge Lan touched his head awkwardly and said with a smile:

"Hey, look what you said."

"You have a huge mission tomorrow. Let me tell you, the future of our Min clan lies in your hands."

Zhuge Lan said softly with a serious look.

Dugu Bo frowned in doubt.

He looked at the White Crane tribe leader and others standing beside him. They all looked embarrassed...

Their expressions actually made Dugu Bo believe Zhuge Lan's words a little more.

"Tell me what it is."

Dugu Bo said reluctantly.

Zhuge Lan cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Tomorrow, the younger generation of our Min clan will go to the forest for the second round of competition. You know the forest. It is full of dangers. If you are not careful, your life will be in danger. Therefore, we need you, the Titled Douluo, to escort us."

Dugu Bo frowned:
"Hmph, what does your competition have to do with me? Why do you want to drag me into this? I don't have that much free time."

Zhuge Lan quickly apologized with a smile:

"Old Poison, you can't say that. Think about it, your good disciple Ouyang Zi is also a member of the Minzhi clan, and this time you are protecting the future backbone of the Minzhi clan. If you help this, you are also helping your disciple, right?"

"Besides, the head of the clan and the elders are watching us now. If you reject them so decisively, it would be too disrespectful to them."

Hearing this, Bai Chenxiang on the side immediately turned her head to the side, covering her mouth and laughing secretly.

When it comes to talking, she has never seen anyone who can compare to Zhuge Lan.

This is pure moral kidnapping!

Dugu Bo was also helpless. After hearing what Zhuge Lan said, he couldn't refuse directly for both emotional and logical reasons.

Dugu Bo had no choice but to pretend to think for a moment and said:
"Okay, I'll promise you for now. But I have to be frank. I can't guarantee that everyone will be safe. After all, this forest is so big that I can't be in two places at once."

Zhuge Lan was overjoyed:
"Don't worry, old poison. With you here, we will definitely be able to overcome the danger."

After hearing Dugu Bo's promise, the White Crane tribe leader and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

For Chief Baihe, the younger generation of the Min clan is their hope. With the protection of Titled Douluo Dugu Bo, their safety is more guaranteed.

"Bai He would like to thank Du Douluo for his help!"

Dugu Bo raised his head slightly:
"No need to be so polite. Since you have promised this, I will do my best."

"Don't worry, old poisoner, I won't tire you out."

"You still don't believe me."

Zhuge Lan said proudly.

Dugu Bo rolled his eyes at Zhuge Lan and ignored him.

Subsequently.

Another elder also expressed his concerns:
"Although this competition is very good, it can not only hone their tacit understanding, but also train their actual combat capabilities in the wild. But if they go out to compete, won't the audience in our tribe be able to see their actual competition process? If we can only see the results, it will lack the viewing experience, right?"

After thinking for a moment, Chief Baihe nodded and said:

"That makes sense, it is indeed a loophole."

Hahaha--

Zhuge Lan put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly:
"Don't worry about this, I won't let you miss the exciting game scenes."

Zhuge Lan looked leisurely. He slowly raised his left hand and carefully fiddled with the inner pocket of his exquisite clothes.

Dugu Bo, who was standing aside, suddenly had a dazzling glow in his originally calm eyes.

Because he was experienced, he knew that every time Zhuge Lan made such a move, he would definitely take out some amazing magical treasures. Dugu Bo's heart was filled with an irrepressible excitement, he knew that he could broaden his horizons and appreciate those wonderful things beyond imagination.

After a moment, Zhuge Lan took out a few small and exquisite wooden puppet birds of different colors from his pocket.

These colorful birds are made with great precision, and every detail is lifelike, as if they can take off at any time.

"What is this?" Dugu Bo couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked loudly.

His eyes were filled with fervent anticipation, like a child thirsting for knowledge.

As he spoke, Dugu Bo quickly approached Zhuge Lan, trying to reach out and grab those tiny wooden puppet birds.

however.

Zhuge Lan seemed to have guessed that he would do this.

He just turned slightly and cleverly avoided the hand that Dugu Bo stretched out, leaving Dugu Bo empty-handed.

Zhuge Lan smiled and said to Dugu Bo:
"Don't be impatient, old poison. I'm just about to demonstrate it."

The White Crane tribe leader and a group of elders stood aside, all with puzzled expressions on their faces, looking completely bewildered.

Because in their minds, they really can't imagine what special functions these small and exquisite puppet birds can have. (End of this chapter)