Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

Even the soldiers who asked him to leave were moved by Xue Haizang's words, and all the soldiers shouted together, "Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

Xue Haizang is only stating one fact, whether living or dead, once they go to the other side's camp, they will inevitably become monsters that are neither human nor ghosts.

After the war has been going on for so many years, everyone can clearly tell where they stand, because the facts are right in front of them, and no one will choose the demons and monsters of hell over the normal and peaceful rule.

"Very good! I, Xue Haizang! Fight and die together with all the soldiers. What a pleasure it is! Even if you die, there will be no surrender!"

No one left, even Xue Haizang was willing to fight to the death, so naturally they did.

"There is no surrender until death!" "There is no surrender until death!"

To live toward death, since that person is still there and is still playing chess, what's the point of his death?

Someone has to die in a war. They have won too many things. They can't win them all, right? And in the end, that person will definitely wipe out all these ghosts and monsters!

…

"Shasha, what do you say?" Inside the frontline military tent, Yinjin, who had a serious look on his face, was asking Chensha in the main seat.

Xue Haizang deliberately turned on the communication soul guide, and naturally they all heard it.

Everyone knew that this was something people in Tiandou City were doing, and Xue Beng was going to take action against his two brothers who had higher succession.

At this time, another communication soul guide issued a sound in the frequency band that only the Wuhundian headquarters could hear, "I have set off."

At this time, everyone in the military tent laughed, because this was the 99-level Angel Douluo from the Wuhun Hall Grand Priest announcing his action!

The next moment, Pope Bibi Dong's voice also sounded, "Since they dare to leave, then annihilate them on the spot!"

Xue Qinghe is not dead, but don't expect him to come back.

This is information from within the enemy, and that alone is enough.

Xue Haizang thought that Xue Qinghe was still playing chess, but they knew that on the surface it was Ning Rongrong, but secretly, the strongest pope in the history of Wuhun Palace had never left.

Ning Rongrong can only mobilize the entire Tiandou Empire and the Wuhun Palace forces that have joined Tiandou's side, but she cannot mobilize the absolute top leaders of the Wuhun Palace.

Without the orders of Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong, there would be no way to start the coastal defense battle against the beast tide on the east coast.

After receiving the order, Chensha stood up and said seriously: "In that case, Xiaoshui and the others can't come back, so the training should end here."

"Okay~" Yinjin clapped his hands and stood up as well, but he changed the subject, "But Sasha, please wipe the popsicle residue from your mouth~ It's embarrassing to be seen~"

"Ghost! The peanut residue on your hands is not much better!"

"Hiccup~" Ling Yunzhi also stood up, but staggered. It was obvious that he had drunk too much and burped.

Yawning, the drunkard also opened his squinted eyes, "I finally found out about them, but I didn't expect that they were coming from the opposite side. If I had known, I would have gotten a few tongues out."

"Let's go!" Ruoyou twisted his neck, dressed in black, with arcs of electricity flashing between his feminine eyes.

The tall macho man followed Ruoyou out of the military tent first, "Okay! Boss You!"

Seeing Chensha at the last moment, Ye Lingling, who followed Yinjin, also asked: "Sister Shasha, why does Rongrong want to know if Xue Qinghe is dead? She wants to know whether her top administrator is real, right?"

"Those who are close to Xiao Shui are the ones who have been kept secret the most. That child is really angry." Ning Rongrong's rare questioning and strike, Chensha naturally knew what it meant, "But let her go and make trouble, I also want to Do you know if that guy is there?"

After taking two steps, Chensha turned around and asked Ye Lingling, "By the way, what happened to Dugu Yan..."

Watching Yinjin's back leave, Ye Lingling said lightly: "He is happy, right? Finally, his students are willing to be human, right?"

"I didn't ask him."

"Me?" Under the black gauze, a smile appeared on Ye Lingling's pure face, "I have always known her, not to mention, the teacher's students are as stupid as Brother Tianheng and did not follow her, let alone Yanzi..."

Hatred may go to her head for a moment, but it will never erase her humanity. Ye Lingling has always believed this.

"That's it!" The corner of her mouth raised slightly, Chensha untied her long hair, two yellow, two purple and five black, nine soul rings descended on the continent's first food-type titled Douluo.

"Then quickly annihilate this scumbag and think of a way to save him. It's still one of our own, so that boy Yu Tianheng won't go crazy."

After taking off her veil, Ye Lingling also smiled, "Okay!"

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

"Rose Hotel, Xiao Qian, let's stay here." Qian Qingyu pointed to the building in front of her.

The hotel is three stories high. Although it doesn't look too big, the exterior decoration is completely rose red, and the architectural style of the entire hotel is like a huge rose.

Ignoring Ning Qian's strange look, Qian Qingyu pulled him and rushed into the hotel. They ran a long way to Soto City. He was already tired and hungry.

When she walked into the Rose Hotel, the first thing she felt was the scent of roses. Qian Qingyu walked to the counter and said to the front desk waiter like other guests: "Please give us three rooms."

Ning Qian seemed extremely shocked, her eyes almost popped out of her head, but Ning Qianqian looked at him with a question mark on her face, wondering what he was shocked about.

The waiter behind the counter stood up quickly, looked at Qian Qingyu, then looked at Ning Qian and Ning Qianqian, his eyes showing some shock and envy, "Sir, are you sure you want to open three rooms?"

Qian Qingyu nodded affirmatively, "Three rooms for three people, no problem?"

The waiter's eyes showed some ambiguity, he could see the luxurious clothes of the three children in front of him, "Sorry, we only have one room left."

"Well... okay, one room is fine." Except for himself, the brother and sister are small, so one bed is definitely enough. Qian Qingyu decided to carry forward his style. As an older brother, he would sleep on the sofa.

Seeing that the other two children had no objection, the waiter also used his eyesight, smiled like a flower, and took out a golden key, "The room for the three of you is on the top floor, the door number is Red Ocean. Sincerely, ten gold soul coins!"

But at this time, Qian Qingyu was stunned, sweating coldly, 'I ran out without taking anything, this is the end! ’

Ning Qian seemed to have seen something, sighed softly, and stretched out his hand to put ten gold soul coins on the counter.

Seeing this, Qian Qingyu's face flushed, and he felt that he was going to explode.

With lightning speed, Qian Qingyu's soul power burst out, and he hurriedly pulled the brother and sister out of the Rose Hotel, and even the lamb rushed out with its little hooves.

The hotel waiter was left alone, at a loss, "Do noble young masters like to play like this now?"

"Ahem! I think there is no activity! Xiao Qian, let's go to a tense and exciting fighting soul competition!" Although he has no actual life experience, Qian Qingyu said that he has learned everything!

In order to restore his image as an elder, Qian Qingyu decided to use his intelligence and subjective initiative. It is not easy to make a few small money. With his ability, he can just go to the fighting soul field and fight a few games. Isn't this enough to make money?

"Brother Qingyu, are you going out..."

"I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!" Qian Qingyu denied three times in a row. His family was too powerful. If he didn't move quickly, how could he run away smoothly? So he couldn't be blamed.

"But going to fight the soul..." Ning Qian seemed to have thought of something, and clapped his hands, "Ah! We have a custom in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect that the gold soul coins that are taken out cannot be taken back into the soul guide. It's a pity that these ten gold soul coins can only be thrown away~"

As he said, Ning Qian threw the ten gold soul coins that he had been holding in his hand back, "Brother Qingyu, I'm Qian Qian going to ask where the big fighting soul field is~"

Qian Qingyu, who was watching the rich Ning Qian pulling his sister forward, murmured in surprise, "Is there such a custom?! The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is really rich!"

"Me~" Squinting his small square eyes, the lamb walked to Qian Qingyu's side, and coincidentally, it was holding ten gold soul coins in its mouth.

However, Qian Qingyu said to the little sheep sternly: "Gan Gan, this is their custom. You can't take back what you throw away!"

Ning Qian, who was walking in front, seemed to stumble and almost fell.

I don't know if it was Qian Qingyu's illusion, he felt that the little sheep's eyes seemed to be very unpleasant, anyway, he was pushed forward.

…

It was almost dusk at this time. The three children were walking on the road, constantly approaching the Soto City Fighting Soul Arena, which was nearly 100 meters high, huge, and set off by the night, looking extremely deep.

Qian Qingyu's family education was very good, which also meant that cramming was inevitable, but this uncomfortable education method made him regain the feeling of an elder at this time. "The Soto Fighting Soul Arena is oval in shape, with a height of 120 meters. It is divided into a main fighting soul arena and 24 sub-fighting soul arenas. It is said that it can accommodate 60,000 spectators at the same time."

"It's just big." Qian Qian rolled her eyes to express her speechlessness.

"Yes! It is big!" Turning his head, Qian Qingyu asked Ning Qian again, "Xiao Qian, are you really not going to fight?"

Ning Qian hurriedly shook his hand, "No, no, too tired, can't stand it!"

"Well..." Qian Qingyu could see that Ning Qian didn't want to move.

But looking at the way he was panting, he didn't look tired at all. He was a single-ring soul master of the auxiliary system. Are the current auxiliary systems so powerful? Their physical strength is stronger than that of a fighting soul master like him?

Thinking about it, this is the change his father brought to the mainland. Auxiliary systems can also be fighting soul masters, so Qian Qingyu didn't think much about it.

"The registration fee is ten gold soul coins." After filling in the registration form, a staff member collected the fee from Qian Qingyu in a businesslike manner.

"Sister, can I go to fight souls!" Qian Qingyu handed the ten gold soul coins and the registration form to the staff lady while saying this.

"Oh, you need to register to participate in the one-on-one fighting spirit..." Obviously, the staff lady saw Qian Qingyu's age and level and was stunned for a moment, "You need to register and pay the registration fee of ten gold soul coins!"

As she said, she handed Qian Qingyu the Iron Fighting Spirit Medal.

"This..." A penny can make a hero difficult. Qian Qingyu never expected that he would need ten gold soul coins to register, so he was anxious again.

At this time, Ning Qian pointed at the little sheep with squinting eyes and holding money, "Brother Qingyu, I just saw Gan Gan picked up twenty gold soul coins!"

"Great!" People are always a little lucky. In order not to die, Qian Qingyu still handed over the gold soul coins.

"Brother Qingyu, I'll help you place the bet!"

"Okay!" Seeing Ning Qian grab the remaining gold soul coins from his hand and run away, Qian Qingyu also instinctively felt a sense of disobedience.

However, fighting spirit is more important, so he didn't care too much.

"Huh... finally done!" Ning Qian, who had settled everything, finally ran back to the stands, "This kid dared to run around like this, if he was alone, he would have to sleep on the street?"

"Isn't that your son too?"

"You know so much!"

Ning Qian is Qianshui, Ning Qianqian is a certain inner demon Qianqian, and someone just treats it as a parent-child game. After all, I haven't taken care of my son for five years, and I miss him a lot. It can be regarded as some compensation in terms of family affection.

The lamb on the side followed Qianshui, and the small eyes of the square seemed to look at Qian Qingyu under the stage nervously, and didn't care about Qianshui on the side at all.

"Speaking of which, it's your son~"

Although a certain inner demon is also a child, this body is still the child's mother after all. As he said, Qianqian wanted to touch the lamb, but it didn't seem to like Qianqian and kept hiding.

"Although what you said makes sense, I can't give birth to such a stupid son, right?" Qianqian said that she was very smart, how could she give birth to such a stupid boy like Qian Qingyu.

"Uh... Actually, they are his biological children!"

Qianshui said that the eldest brother was just better than the second brother, and the little angel was quite smart, but you, Qianqian, you have to rely on his external brain?

Regardless of Qianqian's doubts, Qianshui looked at the competition field nervously. Although he was very confident in Qian Daoliu's tutoring, it was still a battle at the Soul King level, and Qian Qingyu was probably fighting for the first time.

If his wife saw this, it would be another matter whether Qian Qingyu could win or not, but his butt would probably be bruised.

Qianshui estimated that he would not be able to escape from a beating, and Qian Renxue would wake up sooner or later and would know sooner or later.

However, he still stood on the position of his stupid son, and thought from his perspective that he would probably do more excessive things, because he was a good father.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo was standing in the center. He cleared his throat and said loudly: "Next, we will have the first one-on-one soul fight in the twenty Soul Fighting Arenas. The two Soul Kings will appear!"

"Hey, kid? Whose little kid is the Soul King?" The man who came on stage was so thin that it seemed that only bones were left. He ignored the host's impassioned speech.

Although we can't judge people by their appearance, this man was really ugly. His eyes were big, but his eyeballs were yellow, flashing a gloomy light. His two whiskers trembled while he spoke, and his voice was hoarse like the quacking of a drake.