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

As time passed, Xue still didn't answer.

Okay, I admit, it's a little embarrassing.

Mo Cheng had no choice but to shake his hand in front of Xue.

Then he took a step forward and looked at each other.

"what!?"

When Xue came back to her senses, she saw Mo Cheng's face, she was frightened, and stood back, her heart suddenly started beating violently.

"Sorry, I can't worship you as a teacher."

Xue shook his head immediately. In fact, when he heard Mo Cheng say this, he was taken aback for a moment, only thinking about what happened to the other party?

"That's it, then forget it."

Being rejected, Mo Cheng was a little disappointed, but that's okay, everyone has his own ambition: "I really don't think about it, I'm very good, I just saved your life!"

Xue still shook her head, unmoved, but she was very puzzled by Mo Cheng's move: "You became a Titled Douluo at such a young age, why do you accept disciples to pass on the mantle?"

"This is..."

Mo Cheng didn't answer for a moment.

"It's fine if you don't say anything, Chen Mo, I have a question, how old are you now?"

Xue looked at Mo Cheng and asked.

"23, what's wrong."

Mo Cheng answered truthfully.

"23, how is this possible!"

Snow looked surprised.

Mo Cheng knew what the other party was surprised at, and pretended to be arrogant: "I'm a genius."

"You are the same age as me, but I have just become a soul emperor, and you have already become a title. This is too genius."

Snow sighed.

"Well, Xue, you should be from Wuhundian."

Mo Cheng looked at Xue slowly, and asked just now, he just thought that if he could ask the two elders of the Wuhun Palace to help hunt the spirit ring, then this person must be from the Wuhun Palace, and his status is not low.

"Where did you say that?"

Xue felt a shock in her heart, but on the surface she pretended nothing happened.

"Aren't the two beside you the elders of the Spirit Hall?"

Mo Cheng looked at Xue, his gaze was quite cold, he had a grudge against Wuhundian.

"The elders of Wuhundian? Chen Mo, are you kidding me? They have always been enshrined by my Heavenly Dou imperial family."

Xue looked incredible, as if she felt that Mo Cheng was talking nonsense.

"An offering from the Heaven Dou imperial family?"

Mo Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked again: "What's your relationship with Prince Tiandou?"

Xue was also dazed, not knowing why Mo Cheng asked this question, whether he had discovered something or knew something.

Looking at Mo Cheng calmly: "Xue Qinghe is my imperial brother, my full name is Xue Qian."

"Xueqian?"

Mo Cheng was taken aback, it seemed that such a character had never been mentioned in the original book.

However, in general, it is impossible for the princes of an empire to only have those mentioned in the original book, and it is normal not to know.

"Ah."

Xue looked at Mo Cheng suspiciously: "Why are you asking this?"

"When you go back, stay away from that Xueqinghe."

Mo Cheng thought for a while and said.

"why?"

Xue's heart was already in turmoil. The Mo Cheng in front of him must know something, or the other party knew his identity, but this is impossible. Their plan has been implemented for more than ten years. Except for some core people, it is impossible for ordinary people know.

"No reason, it's just a piece of advice, and you can choose not to listen."

Mo Cheng said simply.

"I think we could be friends."

Xue said lightly, and then looked sincerely into Mo Cheng's eyes.

"I think so too, but I can't tell you about it."

If Mo Cheng had some guesses in his heart, he said casually.

"What exactly was he talking about?"

Xue asked silently in her heart.

"Okay, your two priests should have escaped from trouble, it's time for you to find them."

Mo Cheng took a look. On the other side of the battle field, the fluctuation of soul power has gradually calmed down, and the movement has disappeared, indicating that the opponent has left.

"it is good."

Xue nodded, now it is impossible to know that matter from the opponent's mouth, because she can't beat him, and she doesn't want to be an enemy of Mo Cheng.

"I still have something to do in the Star Dou Great Forest, you just leave by yourself, and I won't see you off."

Mo Cheng said.

"Okay, if you can in the future, come to Tiandou City and find me."

Xue glanced at Mo Cheng again, with a strange feeling in her eyes.

"perhaps."

Mo Cheng said.

"I'm leaving."

Xue said a word, then turned and left.

After Xue left, Mo Cheng stood where he was, murmuring Xue's name.

"Xue Qian, Xue Qinghe, Qian Renxue."

Mo Cheng shook his head slightly.

He took out the handkerchief that Xue handed him at that time, the whole handkerchief was already covered with blood, and it was full of blood stains.

Mo Cheng took a look, there was still a part of the handkerchief that was not contaminated by blood, and a golden lace could be seen faintly.

Mo Cheng glanced at it, and thought in a hazy day: "Xiao Wu and the others should have finished their work, this time Er Ming didn't come out to make trouble."

Put away the handkerchief again.

After that, Mo Cheng jumped onto a big tree and headed towards the Shrek army.

Chapter 119 Flying with the Imperial Sword Is the Boy's Favorite

Another place in the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Xiao Ao, how is it? What is your third soul skill?"

"Yes, yes, what kind of sausage!"

Zao Wou-ki, Dai Mubai and others surrounded Oscar who had just absorbed the spirit ring.

"You guys wait a minute."

Oscar turned around mysteriously.

"What plane?"

Ma Hongjun was slightly puzzled, is this going to be hidden?

Seeing the flash of light, Oscar turned around again, and smiled evilly at the others: "Everyone, watch out, my third soul skill!"

"Aha?"

Everyone couldn't figure it out, so they watched Oscar's presentation quietly.

One breath, two breaths, Oscar took a deep breath: "Ah!"

With all his strength, he rushed out directly.

"boom!"

When the voice sounded, Zhao Wou-ki felt a pain in his face, he covered his face and didn't want to look.

The same goes for the others, who turned their heads aside and couldn't bear to look.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Xiao Ao, your third soul ability can't be the head iron!"

Ma Hongjun suddenly laughed out loud.

"Ouch!"

Oscar groaned, got up from the ground, and held his nose: "No, no, I'm not familiar with this third soul ability yet, I'll show you it after I rest for a while."

"Okay, let's just say it."

Zhao Wuji said.

Oscar paused, and glanced at Ning Rongrong: "Okay, my third soul skill is flying! That's right, flying!"

"fly?"

Ning Rongrong gave a meal.

"My third soul skill is to fly for 1 minute."

Oscar raised his head and said, praise me, praise me!

"How long can you fly in just 1 minute."

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and said disdainfully.

"One minute is indeed a short time, but if it is at the speed of a cockscomb snake."

Oscar said with a smile.

"Cocksnake with phoenix tail?"

Tang San's pupils shrank, the Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb Snake is good at speed, it can fly ten miles in one minute.

This speed is not exaggerated.

"Good boy, this trip is not in vain!"

Zhao Wou-ki patted Oscar's back excitedly.

"Cough cough!"

Uncomfortable being photographed, Oscar quickly shouted: "Mr. Zhao, my waist is going to be broken, it's going to be broken."

"The speed of the cockscomb snake is not fast, Zhuqing's speed is faster than that of the cockscomb snake."

Xiao Wu said with big eyes and small eyes.

"Forehead……"

Oscar was dumbfounded. Zhu Zhuqing's speed was indeed faster than the cockscomb snake. It was Zhu Zhuqing who shot the cockscomb snake just now, but how could he recognize it? He continued: "Miss Wu, although my speed is not Zhuqing is fast enough, but I can fly, if I fly, Zhuqing may not be able to hit me."

"It should be fine. There are trees all around here, so just use your strength to jump. Even if you can fly, you probably won't be able to fly very high."

Xiao Wu continued to speak.

Oscar continued to be taken aback for a moment, then smiled mischievously: "It's Pingyuan."

Xiao Wu still hesitated to speak.