Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

Ma Hongjun suddenly called out sadly.

"Still talking back!"

Mo Cheng snorted: "Look, Zhuqing has already cultivated to level 45, Mubai has also reached level 48, and Rongrong will surpass you now."

Xiao Wu stopped talking immediately, don't overdo it.

Mo Cheng hated that iron could not be made into steel. Xiao Wu, who has transformed into a soul beast for 10 years, even if he works hard, the speed of his cultivation will not be doubled.

Now it is possible that even the Soul King is possible.

But I don’t work hard. I go to class every day and think about getting out of class. After class, I think about eating. After eating, I think about playing.

In fact, Ma Hongjun was hanging out with Xiao Wu, and the two had similar meanings, but Ma Hongjun and Flender scolded him every day, so it would be meaningless if he scolded again.

"Actually, Mr. Mo, I think with our current strength, winning is just casual, why bother to practice so hard."

Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

"So sure you can win?"

Mo Cheng asked back.

"Of course……"

Ma Hongjun patted his chest: "You see, Boss Dai is already the soul king. Sister Zhuqing is not inferior to Boss Dai when she explodes. There are also two super supports, Sister Rong Rong and Xiao Ao. pinch."

"Looking at how motivated you are, let me tell you about the prizes for this year's competition first. Wuhundian has given out three ten-thousand-year spirit bones as rewards for this year's champion team."

Mo Cheng said.

Immediately Ma Hongjun opened his mouth wide and stammered: "What are you talking about, three, three, three... yuan, ten thousand... years... soul... bones!"

Zhuqing and the others who wanted to close their eyes and rest their minds also opened their eyes in shock.

"It's three ten-thousand-year spirit bones, and one of them has a lifespan of up to 6 years!"

Mo Cheng nodded.

"6 years! Dozens of troops are here to grab it! What else are we doing?"

Oscar was shocked. You must know that there used to be two countries competing for a soul bone, fighting each other with swords and soldiers, and blood flowed like rivers.

"That's not enough, the competition is jointly held by the Heaven Dou Empire, the Star Luo Empire and the Wuhun Palace. These three forces are the strongest forces in the mainland. Even if it is one of them, other small countries can resist it even if they are tied together. No, who dares to mess around?"

At this moment, a voice rang out, and it was Yu Xiaogang and Flender walking over.

"Why are you here?"

Mo Cheng asked in surprise.

"Come here to see how the students are doing. It seems that Teacher Mo has already told them about the competition."

Flender said.

"If you make a lot of money, if you make a lot of money, Wuhundian is really generous."

Ma Hongjun's eyes stared at him immediately, and his saliva was almost drooling. In his opinion, it was inevitable.

"Don't be too generous. In my opinion, it's just that the Hall of Spirits is trying to gain fame. Over the years, the teams recommended by the Hall of Spirits have beaten all the best in the finals. They have already won many championships."

Flender shook his head and said.

"I remember the Star Luo Empire won once."

Dai Mubai said suddenly.

"It is true that I won once, but the reward for that time is the territory, right? Wuhundian doesn't need territory, so the defeat of Wuhundian was just an act rather than a miss."

Flender continued.

Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, and no longer spoke.

"Win if you want to win, and lose if you want to lose. How mysterious is this Wuhun Palace?"

Ma Hongjun also doubted himself a little.

"Haha, although Wuhundian is confident, we are more confident than them. You must know that your reputation outside is the favorite to win the championship."

Flender burst out laughing.

Mo Cheng suddenly thought about it but stopped talking, he still didn't tell about the golden generation of Wuhundian, maybe Flender didn't know, but morale is still very important.

So Mo Cheng didn't plan to suppress them.

Chapter 215 Valentine's Day, the candy delivery incident

After Mo Cheng left, Flanders and the others were still there, but he returned to the Tai Chi Gate first.

At this time, Kundera and the Contra priest were sitting here in the conference hall.

Mo Cheng walked into the meeting hall wearing a mask.

"I have seen Sect Master Chen Mo!"

"I have seen His Majesty the King!"

After two polite greetings, Mo Cheng got straight to the point: "Why is His Majesty the King coming this time?"

"To tell the truth to the suzerain, the National Soul Master Elite Competition is coming soon. I wonder how the suzerain's preparations are going? If you need anything, you can tell me clearly."

Kundera said.

"Everything is almost ready."

Mo Cheng nodded.

"That's good, then I won't bother you."

Kundera said and stood up.

"Then I won't leave His Majesty the King to stay for tea, go slowly."

After Mo Cheng waved his hand.

Kundera hummed and left directly. After all, the lord of a country has a lot of things to do, and it is very good to be able to take some time out of his busy schedule to come here to check the situation in person.

In fact, it is also possible to send someone to ask, but Kundera felt that it was inappropriate, and Mo Cheng deserved him to come here in person.

"metropolitan!"

At this moment, Yao Yang and others walked in.

Mo Cheng glanced at Yao Yang, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

"It's like this. Valentine's Day will be in two days. Some disciples of the sect asked if the sect would give them a vacation."

Yao Yang smiled and bowed to answer.

Mo Cheng was taken aback: "What day?"

"It's the day after tomorrow."

Yao Yang asked.

"If there is nothing important in the sect, give them a vacation."

Douluo Dalu Valentine's Day seems to be once every seven years, it is considered a grand festival in Douluo after all.

It is said that the men and women who confess their love during these three days will be blessed by the god of magpies, and they will stay sweetly and happily for life.

I am single...

No, as the suzerain, I am single. As a disciple, shouldn't I follow suit? Immediately, Mo Cheng wanted to stop Yao Yang: "Wait!"

Yao Yang turned around in doubt: "Is there anything else the suzerain wants to order?"

Mo Cheng hesitated to speak, paused, and sighed softly in his heart: "It's all right."

Although I don't celebrate this festival, I still have to give my disciples a holiday, and in the past period of time, there were many things in the sect, and those disciples didn't take the holiday well.

According to legend, the God of Magpie was once a woman who was hurt by a man, so if a boy confides his heart to a girl during these three days, the God of Magpie will bless him, but if the boy breaks his promise, he will be cursed by the God of Magpie.

During these three days, girls will send love candies to the boys they like, implying the boy they like, and the boys who receive the candies can confess to the girl.

Valentine's day.

Mo Cheng slowly woke up from the bed, and there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Mo Cheng asked.

"Sovereign, I brought you breakfast."

The poisonous lady's voice sounded.

"Send it in."

With a wave of Mo Cheng's hand, the door opened by itself, and then the figure of the poisonous lady came in from the outside.

"Your body..."

Mo Cheng was a little surprised, the poisonous lady was wearing a slim dress, her figure was outlined, then Mo Cheng glanced lightly, but saw two little guys hiding outside the window, so he only dared to look through the gap of the window Come in.

"Does the suzerain think I'm beautiful?"

The poisonous lady put the breakfast on the table beside her, but suddenly showed a flattering gesture in front of Mo Cheng.

"Cough cough!"

Mo Cheng's face froze and he asked: "Poison lady, you must not be too young, why did you make such a mess all of a sudden?"

Seeing that Mo Cheng was unmoved, the poisonous lady was immediately discouraged, her waist twisted but she became even more enchanting: "The suzerain is really extraordinary, even if the servants dress up like this, they won't catch the suzerain's eyes."

"Be serious."

Mo Cheng's plain voice straightened the poisonous lady's mind, and she immediately stood up straight.

The poisonous lady said helplessly: "To tell the truth from the suzerain, isn't it Valentine's Day? That guy Tan Yan said that my family is getting old and beautiful, no one will appreciate it, and my family is not convinced, so..."

"Then you prove that you have come to me?"

Mo Cheng gave a serious voice.

The poisonous lady was startled, she shook her head violently, and then said embarrassingly: "No, it's just a sudden whim."

"You will be fined a month's salary."

Mo Cheng continued talking.

The poisonous lady turned her head reluctantly, she even had the attitude of a little girl, but she had no choice, if she knew it earlier, she would not have done it.

Mo Cheng didn't look at it any more, and then took the porridge sent by Du Niangzi, and took a small sip.

Then I felt a little weird, and then Mo Cheng stirred the porridge with a spoon, and then it became even weirder, thinking of the customs about Valentine's Day, and suddenly glanced at the poisonous lady: "Don't tell me, this Did you put the candy?"

Mo Chengxin suddenly felt empty, a woman is indeed like a wolf at thirty, a tiger at forty, and can suck up dirt when she sits at fifty.

The poisonous lady should be almost old enough to be her own grandmother, but...

Is it necessary to have such subordinates?

The poisonous lady shook her head immediately: "No, it's not me. The slave family doesn't have the guts to have a wrong idea about you, the suzerain."

Of course, she thought in her heart that it would not be impossible if she was the suzerain.

Although she was loyal to her dead husband, but the target is Mo Cheng, who doesn't like a suzerain who is handsome, powerful, and even more talented.

But she still has self-knowledge, she doesn't have the guts to dare to think about Mo Cheng.

The poisonous lady's expression doesn't seem to be fake.

Mo Cheng just let out a long sigh of relief, and then looked out of the window: "Call those who are hiding outside to come in."

"Sect Master, you know."

The poisonous lady asked.

Immediately there was a rustling sound outside the door.

"I'll count to three, and you're welcome to avoid me."

Mo Cheng pretended to be serious and sounded out.

Immediately there were two girls standing outside the door, one in a pink dress and the other in a glazed dress.