Douluo's Summoner

Chapter 144
Zhu Zhuqing stood in front of a window on the upper level of the temple, silently watching the battle on the hilltop in the distance.His hands were unnaturally behind his back, clenching his fists tightly.

Finally, the last ray of light on the mountain gradually dimmed.The battle is over.Soon, a figure flew towards the temple.Zhu Zhuqing's tightly clenched fist behind him slowly loosened.

Mu Qing's body quickly rushed into the temple.Sitting on his own throne.With a sullen face, he suppressed his trembling hands.It's been a long time, poof!A mouthful of blood was spat out by him.Before the blood hit the ground, with a wave of his right hand, the congestion was evaporated.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, as expected of Sword Douluo!The strength is really strong!

On the top of the mountain, Sword Douluo looked at the temple with his hands behind his back.The hands behind him trembled unnaturally.And the Seven Killing Sword had already been put away by him.When the two said goodbye for the last time, they both pretended to be indifferent.It seemed that the battle just now was just a warm-up.However, only they themselves know how much pressure they endured when the Seven Killing Sword collided with the Death God's Scythe.

Chen Xin marveled at Mu Qing's growth.For him, Mu Qing at this time is already a person who can threaten him.

However, Mu Qing himself didn't think so.He was deceived by Chen Xin's last performance.He suddenly felt that even if he became a soul sage, he would not be Chen Xin's opponent, not to mention that there was an ancient banyan tree in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.Therefore, a new round of penance has been put on his agenda!
Stretching out his trembling right hand, Mu Qing clenched his fist gently.The next moment, he let go of his hands in despair.I am still too weak!
After a long time, Chen Xin finally calmed down.He took a deep look at the temple.Turn around and leave, and go straight to Qibao Liulizong. As for Ning Qi in Hanhai City, there is no need to go.

Amidst the sound of treading footsteps, Zhu Zhuqing walked into the temple slowly.She raised her head and glanced at Mu Qing who was sitting on the throne. A trace of worry flashed in her eyes, and she whispered, "Are you all right?"

The golden qi flowed slowly in his body, healing the scars left by the battle just now.Mu Qing raised his head, smiled, and said, "What can I do, don't worry, I'm just equal with him!" After speaking, he covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed lightly.When he retracted his hand, he inadvertently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Standing up, Mu Qing stepped down from the throne and came to Zhu Zhuqing's side.The right hand behind his back stretched out, caressing her black hair, the trace of blood on the finger had already been wiped away by his true energy.When white and clean hands fell on her head.Zhu Zhuqing finally felt relieved.

She raised her hand and held Mu Qing's hand, refusing to let go for a long time.

Mu Qing smiled.He stretched out his left hand and put an arm around her waist.Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two gradually became entangled together.Haven't separated for a long time.

But at this moment, they are not the only ones who have not fallen asleep.

In the city, in the Wuhun Hall.Suckling stood in front of the window, calmly looking at the moonlight outside.Suddenly a little cold all over the body.What he saw and heard during the day kept echoing in his mind.He suddenly discovered that a character like Mu Qing could be controlled by others?Not even Bibi Dong!

Those nine blood-red soul rings, and at the end Mu Qing's deep voice of 'I am Death! 'All frightened Suckling!

He didn't know what he had released by ignoring or even indulging in God's orders some time ago.However, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have made a mistake.

Turning around, Suckling glanced at the stack of golden soul cards on the table, reached out tremblingly, picked up one, and looked at it in front of his eyes.At this moment, only these things can bring him a little comfort.He kept saying to himself, everything is to deal with Qibao, to erase Qibao Glazed Tile School, everything is worth it!
However, he himself knows.This is just a kind of self-consolation.Sighed.He thought for a while, put down the golden soul card in his hand, came to the desk, sat down, picked up a pen, laid out paper, and wanted to write a letter to Bibi Dong.

After deliberating for a long time, he suddenly realized that he couldn't write.

Put down the pen hard.There was a hint of anger on his face.

On the other side, in a hotel in Xilu City.Ning Qi also didn't sleep.Everything during the day suddenly gave him a lot of confidence. There are more than 20 soul saints, there are more soul kings, soul emperors, and thousands of soul masters. With this power, as long as they are given time, everything can be done!

What's more, Ning Qi knew that in a few days, there would be a team of tens of thousands of soul masters in the hands of the Death God Cult.At that time, the Reaper Cult will be even stronger.

Under the moonlight, the same city, different moods.However, neither Ning Qi nor Saklin felt sleepy at all.

when the sun rises.The next day, here we come!

The third floor of the temple.In Mu Qing's room.He slowly opened his eyes.Put your hands down.He let out a sigh of relief.After a night of double cultivation, the wounds in his body were finally almost healed.

On the opposite side, Zhu Zhuqing also opened his eyes.He glanced at Mu Qing.

The next moment, the two smiled.Zhu Zhuqing said, "Do you want to start today?"

"Let's get started! Finish it early, practice early! Also, it will be settled in the future. Today of every month is the awakening day sent by God! Don't mess around, it will easily interrupt my cultivation plan!" Mu Qing laughed!
"Yes!" Zhu Zhuqing thought for a while and nodded.Agreed!

Mu Qing said again, "Also, the number of envoys sent by the gods needs to be controlled, otherwise, after a while, I will die of exhaustion!"

Seeing Mu Qing's frightened expression, Zhu Zhuqing covered his mouth and smiled.He nodded and said, "Okay, how about this, not counting sisters Mu Chun, how about 3000 people?"

Calculate the workload.Mu Qing nodded.I agreed.

For the remaining 8000 people, choose some with good qualifications and stay around the temple. One is to guard the temple, and the other is that when Mu Qing is tired from practicing, he can improve their strength along the way.It's a godsend.Of course, if you want to get this kind of reward, you need to do things.You can't keep it for nothing, right?
In Mu Qing's plan, a maximum of fifty envoys with five rings will be allocated to continue to be envoys, while the rest will stay in the temple to help Mu Qing and Zhu Zhuqing deal with some problems. thing!

They will all wear black clothes, embroidered with red patterns, and become priests of the Death Sect!

And Sister Mu Chun, with silver patterns embroidered on the black clothes, became the first and second bishops of the Death Sect.Zhu Zhuqing will be the Pope!

After discussing everything, the two finally walked out of the room.

Suddenly, Mu Qing suddenly thought, how could an adventure game suddenly become a farming and construction stream?Aren't you afraid of going cold in the street?

Following Mu Qing's decision, it was sent to the ears of the envoy of God.One thousand and one hundred envoys from God, with their ten believers, began to gather in the square.Today, tomorrow, and even the next week, Mu Qing will be busy with God's gift.Please, planting a god seal will also be tiring!
(End of this chapter)