Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 42 Encirclement and Suppression!

Closing the notebook in his hand, Yu Xiaogang said with a lonely expression.

"Abstain from voting. If it weren't for the two titled Douluo Dugubo this time, I'm afraid the Imperial Fighter Team would have been killed by the sword."

He turned around and led Shrek and others out of the Great Soul Fighting Arena. The dazzling sunlight made people feel dazed.

It was as if the shock just now was like a dream, making people feel unreal.

Outside the door of the rest area, several middle-aged men and women of all shapes and sizes walked out, shaking their heads and sighing.

What can be confirmed is that they all have regretful looks on their faces.

"I wonder what you think of the conditions offered by the Tiandou Empire?"

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, then looked at the young man in white standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back and said expectantly.

Behind the evil ghost mask, the corners of his mouth curved beautifully, and Zi Jun refused without looking back.

"As expected of the Son of God, this method... is really admirable!"

Zi Jun and the others arrived at the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest. Several men in black who were hiding in the dark and did not know each other started to move in perfect agreement.

"No! We want to help you too."

He crossed his legs, folded his hands and placed them on his thighs, secretly expressing his admiration.

In the Hall dedicated to the elders of the Wuhun Hall, Xiao Hui clocked in to work as usual.

The Power Clan, the Yu Clan, the Sensitive Clan, the Po Clan, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan!

As he spoke, Zi Jun withdrew the power of Shura in his body, and the clothes on his body changed back to the uniform of Wuhun Academy in the blink of an eye.

"You two will go back to Wuhun Palace in a moment. I will take care of a few rats and then I will go back to pick you up."

thump!

"Chrysanthemum Pass! Kowtow to meet the young master~!"

"Sit down. Are you here on a mission?"

It can be said that... a big tree attracts the wind and shakes the tree, and a person with a high reputation loses his people.

If he revealed it easily, Pope Bibi Dong would definitely chop him alive.

After nodding and saluting, Ju Douluo disappeared into the spirit fighting arena with a look full of reluctance.

"The Pope ordered me to come here to win over the Shura genius. Now it seems that the task... has been completed."

Hearing the implication of Zijun's words, the two women looked at each other, frowned, and said in unison.

"We are all our own people, so there is no need to be so polite. I can't tell that you are quite discerning. What are you doing here?"

Such a great gift, throughout the history of the entire continent, is only this once!

After all... that is the courtesy of a titled Douluo as a king and his ministers!

"Don't be surprised. This is due to the divine status I inherited. I have a certain ability to change. If you don't believe me, just look at it."

The risk is too great! With the strength of their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, they will definitely not be able to protect such geniuses.

Pushing open the door to the rest area, his eyes quickly locked onto the young man in white standing in front of the window.

At the end of the corridor, he leaned against the chrysanthemum gate at the exit of the stairs, twirling his fingers and jokingly said.

Standing up straight, Zijun smiled helplessly, caressed their charming faces, and said fondly.

"Now that you're here, stop hiding, tsk tsk! What? If you can't win her over, you'll kill her instead?"

He conjured two glasses of fresh orange juice out of thin air and placed them on the table. He picked up one of them and drank it.

Raising his hand to touch his cheek, Zi Jun, who understood the situation, smiled and explained.

Ju Douluo smiled playfully, and did not refute.

After all, Zi Jun's identity can be said to be the top secret among top secrets in Wuhun Palace.

"The Wuhundian family has great achievements. Of course, we and other ordinary soul masters can't compare with it, but now it seems... it's just mediocre."

"If you have something to talk about, if nothing else, let me sleep for a while."

After Ju Douluo and I left, Zi Jun came to the cafe of the Fighting Spirit Arena.

"I accept the good offer. As for...joining the Tiandou Empire, Your Majesty, please come back."

puff!

Seeing Ju Douluo's sultry expression, Zijun couldn't help but turned his head and squirted out.

Entering the rest area, Juhua knelt down on the ground with concern and willingness.

In the lounge, the two chatted for a while and went out. Zi Jun warned them before leaving.

Those who didn't know thought he came in through the back door.

"If the young master has made up his mind, he can come to the Tiandou Empire to find me. The position of emperor's master will still remain with the young master. I will say goodbye."

"The young master's eyes are as bright as a torch, and he can tell at a glance why this... concubine is here, hum."

"Ahem! You... just talk about it. If I can help you, I will naturally take action."

Bang!

"How brave!"

He changed his expression, walked to the two women, leaned down and whispered.

Ten minutes later.

Looking in several directions with murderous intent, Zijun sneered disdainfully.

The original purpose of the two people's trip was to win over Zi Jun.

Patting Bone Douluo's shoulder, Kendo Chenxin on the side also sighed.

Several lines of solid murderous intent were pointed directly at Zijun! If Zijun hadn't possessed the Asura Godship, he might not have been able to detect this obscure murderous intent.

And Dugu Bo and Tang Hao are hiding in the dark and ready to make a move!

"Sigh..., would you rather kill by mistake than let go? I didn't expect that such a genius would suffer such a misfortune just because he came into contact with Wuhun Palace! It's such a pity."

Unreliable is written all over his face!

Buzz!

I saw that the fluorescent green token he was carrying around with him flashed on his belt!

After leaving a few words, Dugu Bo turned around and walked out of the rest area door.

The corner of Zijun's mouth was full of fun, and his eyes were full of murderous intent!

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo…!

Pulling off the black robes on his body, the four clans of the Haotian Sect gathered together!

Letting go of Ju Douluo's arm, Zijun turned around and sat on the sofa, transforming back into his Shura divine costume again.

The hips that twist from side to side when walking are simply more enchanting than women.

"Just report it truthfully and don't disclose my current identity to the outside world. In a few days, the three of us will be able to return to the Spirit Hall."

Bone Douluo, who was hiding in the distance and watching from a branch, sighed with no intention of intervening.

"It seems that in recent years... the talents of the Tiandou royal family have withered, and they have also started to think of geniuses in the soul fighting field..."

Seeing the embarrassed Zi Jun, Ju Douluo pinched his orchid fingers, tapped them in the air, covered his mouth and smiled sweetly.

"In that case, let's go together. When we fight for a while, there is no need to take action. I can do it alone."

The two weighed the pros and cons and gave up early.

Looking at the young man's back with an uncertain expression, Dugu Bo put down the tea cup in his hand, sighed and stood up.

The three of them walked out of the spirit fighting arena, and the several murderous auras that came from the dark also moved with Zijun and the others.

Smiling and nodding, Ju Douluo sat on the sofa with a charming face,

The light red eyes also turned back to purple, and the hair also turned back to white-purple.

"Snow……!"

Qian Renxue and Gu Yuena were sitting at the dining table, talking and laughing.

And he was also the eighth force that Zijun rejected.

"You...you! Young Master? Are you really Young Master Zijun?"

Looking back at the stairs, Ju Douluo turned and walked towards the rest area.

Standing up and looking at Zijun who was so close, Juhuaguan's pupils shrank in fear! He subconsciously took a step back, covered his mouth and said in surprise.

After all...offending other forces for the sake of a genius who has not yet grown up.

But when the two of them discovered that other forces also participated.

Dugu Bo, who was passing by, squinted and snorted coldly, and said sarcastically as he walked downstairs.

Xiao Hui was sitting on the main seat, yawning nonstop, looking carefree...if someone saw him.

Seeing the magical scene in front of him, Ju Douluo couldn't help but exclaimed that it was magical.

Hearing the sound, Zi Jun raised his hand and took off the evil ghost mask, turned around, walked to Ju Douluo, and helped him up.

The moment the waist card flashed, Xiao Hui lost all sleep!

His face was full of violence! He raised his hand and slapped it heavily on the conference table.

With nine hundred thousand year soul rings and a purple-gold divine ring!

Disappeared in the hall dedicated to the elders!

(End of chapter)