Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

…

Qianshui: "The opponent's stupidity is completely... infuriating the whole Tiandou, and those who want to fight... have been... endless... dry wood and fire, plus a little spark!"

Qian Renxue: "Yes... ah... the question is how to fight specifically?"

Qianshui: "Six routes! Launch a pincer attack in three directions! Blitz the Xingluo Empire!"

Qian Renxue: "I understand the truth, but can you not say this every time at this time~"

The kitchen knife has not been put down, so what can be done? Continue cooking and continue talking~

…

A dish was not made, but Qianshui prepared such a spark.

"Dai Mubai!" Zhu Zhuqing has been like a furious cat recently, always suppressing the desire to bite people.

After all, Dai Mubai is her fiancé, and the agreement has not been cancelled. Although he does not want to execute it, he still occupies such a title.

Oscar has a similar mentality to her, but he is more silent.

"I really don't understand why you don't fight?" Xiao Wu held a large paper and covered her head.

This is a publication of authoritative information issued by the government recently because of the coming of war. It is said to be for the purpose of correcting the public's view and preventing rumors.

In April of the 2645th year of the Douluo calendar, countless uncorrected photos sent back from the battlefield, taken by photographic soul guides, recording the real battlefield, still gave a huge shock to the people in peace.

The more real things are, the more convincing they are. The bloody and tragic battlefields are far beyond the imagination of those who point out the world, until all this is seen in the eyes.

This time, even the most conservative forces in the Tiandou Empire demanded to send troops to counterattack the Xingluo Empire immediately.

The photographic soul guide brought by Huan Hongchen completely changed the historical direction of the Douluo Continent at this moment. For the first time, the important history of a corner of the world was recorded so openly.

In turn, all this will eventually give this technology a special meaning beyond itself. The history of the Douluo Continent should not be sealed, and perhaps many secrets will no longer be secrets.

Qianshui, the instigator, smiled but said nothing. He pulled the militaristic Eagle Sauce back to the anti-war side. He only needed some real war photos, and finally the famous "Saigon Iron Fist" came into being.

The same thing can be used in reverse, and it only requires to tear the tragedy nakedly for people to see.

However, Xiaowu, who usually doesn't use her rabbit brain, didn't talk too much, and her expression under the large paper publication was unusually calm.

This kind of thing is very similar to the small village that was slaughtered when she met Qianshui many years ago.

Qianshui at that time could kill but didn't kill for the time being, and he was very similar to the war with this country.

But the result was not good and incredible.

She still can't forget Qianshui's devil-like expression. At that time, she was only full of fear when facing Qianshui.

Her rabbit brain couldn't figure out what kind of power pulled Qianshui back from the abyss, but she knew that it was probably related to Qian Renxue.

A long time ago, Qian Renxue was Xue Qinghe. Qianshui went to Tiandou City and that incident happened. Only that woman could make Qianshui become like that, and only she could pull Qianshui back.

No one else could do it.

What if she was unwilling? Xiaowu was also involved, but she couldn't do anything.

They were too young and too weak at the time, and they couldn't tell many things apart or do anything.

Now, even she, a stupid rabbit, can see many things clearly, and he is naturally more confident about the man who has already stood at the top.

Whether it is soul beasts or humans, just like the huge mountain fire that killed the Blue Silver King, who can beat that man as long as his brain is not sick?

Giving him ten years, the things he can use have reached the point where he only needs to use hundreds of firecrackers to instantly do what he took a night to do.

As for those scum gods in the sky who don't let soul beasts become gods, if you have the guts, come down and fight him one-on-one?

I don't know when Xiao Wu started to have absolute confidence in Qian Shui. Maybe it's because he even despised her sacrifice to him?

I don't know what happened after she turned into a human. Is it really like Qian Shui said that she was passively learning from humans? It made her become hypocritical.

Anyway, no matter what, there is a tall person to support her. She just fights when she needs to fight and eats when she needs to eat. "Shui Shui, let's go! Let's eat."

"Oh~"

"Sister, wait for me~"

Looking at Xiao Wu and Qian Shui Shui with indifferent faces, Ning Rongrong recalled the first time she saw them in Shrek Academy.

At that time, Xiao Wu was still very innocent, unlike now, she loved to sleep, and there was always a strange sadness in her eyes.

At that time, Qian Shui Shui was far more inhuman and indifferent than now, unlike now, she could often see her sweet smile.

But they didn't have any sense of identity at that time, just like they were not human beings at all, not to mention the concept of a country.

Now that the war was about to start, Ning Rongrong suddenly had an impulse to know what they were thinking. For no reason, she asked: "Xiao Wu, Shui Shui, will you join the war?"

Xiao Wu: "I don't mind, Shui Shui, what about you?"

Qian Shui Shui: "Dai Mubai... can I kill him?"

Chapter 287 Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon, the War Continues [6000 words]

"I sigh that ~ Spring flowers ~ Autumn moon ~ Don't ask about separation ~

In the attic ~ Write a piece of love ~ Never stop writing..."

In the Douluo Continent, Liu Erlong's mood did not change much. She almost lost everything and just hummed a ballad.

"Erlong, what song is this?"

"Unknown, it is said that it is one of the rewards that the 'singer' threw to Yuexuan."

"Now that you put it that way, I am more interested in this person! He is strong and cultured!"

Walking on the streets of Hanhai City, Liu Erlong and Zi Zhenzhu are purchasing some necessary daily necessities.

"Hey, have you heard? The Xingluo Empire has been almost completely conquered!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? It's such a big place, you can't even run that fast!"

"What's impossible about this! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince descended from the sky and led his army to besiege Xingluo City. The other four armies marched in at the same time, and the entire Xingluo Empire was in chaos!

Xingluo City has been under siege for almost a month. The whole country has tried their best to rescue the king, but they still can't shake the Crown Prince's besieging army.

With this level of war, even a fool can see that it's only a matter of time before the Xingluo Empire is annihilated."

Passersby always talk about the current situation, and their love for these is self-evident. Of course, this has to be a sufficiently eye-catching current situation, otherwise most people only care about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

However, such news is particularly different in Liu Erlong's ears. She fled on the first day of the new year and returned to Douluo Continent at this time. It's only been half a year, and the Xingluo Empire is about to fall?

Liu Erlong looked dazed, but also looked in another direction, "Zhenzhu, we have to change places!"

"What's wrong? Where are we going?"

"Southeast, change to Xingluo City!"

-----------------

The night view of Tiandou City has always been beautiful, which has a lot to do with the highly developed business. As the capital of Tiandou Empire, in the entire Douluo Continent, only Xingluo City can barely match it.

The beauty of Xingluo City mainly comes from the delicacy of the south, while Tiandou City is full of the grandeur of the north, each with its own advantages.

But now Tiandou City is probably better, because Xingluo City in the south has been shrouded in war.

Elegant and tranquil lights shone from the multi-story building of Yuexuan, and an endless stream of people kept walking into it through invitations.

As the Tiandou Empire's court etiquette academy, those who can enter Yuexuan to study must at least have a noble title and cannot be over 30 years old. Undoubtedly, this is where the new generation of nobles of the Tiandou Empire are cultivated.

However, for some reason, the crown prince Xue Qinghe, who attaches the most importance to etiquette, doesn't like Yuexuan very much. He may not come here many times in more than ten years.

The most recent time was on the first day of the New Year's Day, when he personally sent a Titled Douluo to Yuexuan to learn etiquette.

After the New Year's Day, the news spread one after another, but no one dared to offend the Titled Douluo and Xue Qinghe. The only thing they knew was that the Titled Douluo was a beauty.

The war on the front line seemed to have no impact on the normal operation of places like Yuexuan, and the business was getting better and better.

Fortunately, Yuexuan is not a place of love, but just an etiquette academy, and tonight is the annual graduation ceremony.

Another group of students are about to graduate, and those who are invited are the parents and elders of these students. They are undoubtedly important figures in the capital of the Tiandou Empire.

Sitting in the audience, a young man with a prominent status among the nobles is a young man. He is the fourth prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Beng.

The war continued. Except for Emperor Xue Ye, the only members of the royal family who remained in Tiandou City were the idle fourth prince and the princess Xue Ke who was still in school.

Even their uncle, Prince Xue Xing, was assigned to the front line to supervise the logistics and other behind-the-scenes work.

This time, Xue Beng came for his sister Xue Ke's graduation ceremony.

Only the most outstanding students of this year can play the harp on behalf of the graduating students. It has always been a tradition of Yuexuan.

Such a thing must be the royal princess Xue Ke, which has almost become a recognized fact by everyone in the audience.

At this moment, the door on one side of the hall opened, and a girl in white slowly walked out with an exquisite and beautiful golden harp in her arms.

She had short pure white hair, which was neatly groomed without a trace of decoration. Her red eyes and the faint smile at the corners of her mouth set off her beauty. The corners of her eyes were filled with a hint of sadness, but she had a more romantic feeling. Her appearance almost instantly became the focus of the whole audience.

There is no other reason. Just in terms of temperament, this girl is more noble and elegant than ordinary nobles. She has more inner qualities and is more profound. She does not have the kind of superficial nobility.

The girl in white put the harp on the table and sat on a special low stool. She smiled and nodded at the guests first, then slowly raised her slender hands and played gently.

Listening to the melodious music, Xue Beng couldn't help but sigh: "Red Ling? It's really suitable for the occasion! Hum... This Feng Mo Douluo is really not given for nothing!"

The progress of the war was surprisingly good, and countless good news fell back to Tiandou City like snowflakes.

Some people far away in Tiandou City were in a different mood.

When Xue Qinghe led the army to leave Tiandou City, Xue Beng and Tang San were so excited that they almost jumped up.

From the initiation of the war to Xue Qinghe suppressing the domestic war sentiment, it took half a year to ferment.

Unlike other Chinese people who have a strong tendency towards war, although they are willing to see the war started, they hope it will start as soon as possible.

Because it is more hasty, insufficient preparation will lead to various mistakes, and more people will die. In this way, their original purpose is achieved.

But Xue Qinghe, or Qianshui, is more rational and thoughtful than they thought.

"Fourth Prince, what exactly is he thinking and planning, I can't imagine it at all." Sitting next to Xue Beng is Tang San, but his appearance has become more gloomy.

"You can't think of it, but I can think of it?" He learned these tricks almost from the Prince's Mansion. With the development of the situation to this point, Xue Beng has also come to his senses.

Maybe it's not that they didn't notice their actions, but that they knew, but didn't care at all!

"He didn't even use his absolute strength. Instead, Xue Qinghe, the prince, was far away from the center of the vortex. After the army set out, no prince's order was issued!"

The curtain rises and the curtain falls, who is the guest?