Douluo 2 : Peerless Black Tortoise Moon God

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"How could Xiaotao die? How could Mei'er die? And Weilun and the others, they all have unique skills, they are the elites and pride of Shrek, how could it be, how could it be..."

Yan Shaozhe leaned forward on the table, looking broken and crazy; he was about to step forward and grab Xian Lin'er to question her.

"Shaozhe, calm down, calm down..."

Elder Song and another elder quickly grabbed Yan Shaozhe's shoulders on the left and right, and Elder Zhuang released his martial spirit to heal Xian Lin'er and Beibei.

Beibei, whose emotions had long since collapsed, fainted on the ground with a low cry. Xian Lin'er's body was shaky, with scattered hair hanging on her forehead. She looked dispirited and had lost all the spirit of the Valkyrie in the past. She murmured, "Dead, all dead. I saw it with my own eyes. That little bastard from the Sun-Moon Team chopped off Xiaotao's head with one knife. Xiaotao died with her eyes open. And Mei'er and Weilun, they all died at the hands of that man and a terrifying ninth-level soul mentor from the Sun-Moon Empire..."

"Old Shi had his head blown up by Jing Hongchen's cannon, and Old Lin and Duoduo were both seriously injured by a ghostly Sun and Moon warrior and became prisoners of the Sun and Moon Empire..."

"When I was running away, I saw that Sun and Moon strongman attacking Le Xuan, and that little beast stabbed Mei'er in the neck..."

"Then why did you come back? How did you come back? Did you abandon them? What was the Xing Luo Empire doing at that time?!"

Yan Shaozhe roared with red eyes, his voice hoarse, as if he had used up every bit of his strength.

"I was originally unable to return and was going to die. It was Long Xiaoyao, the old man who saved Beibei and me and asked me to take Beibei away..."

"At that time, a large number of evil soul masters attacked Xingluo Square. The Emperor of Xingluo led the Protector of the Nation Douluo to fight against the evil soul masters. The Xuanming Sect and the Body Sect also joined the battle and encircled and suppressed the evil soul masters. No one paid attention to us..."

"Except Beibei, Caitou and the others may have been captured by the Sun-Moon Empire, and their lives are unknown..."

Xian Lin'er was powerless to refute Yan Shaozhe's painful questioning. Her face was as dull as a wooden sculpture as she told the heart-wrenching truth.

"I wanted to die at that time, but Long Xiaoyao told me that even if I was going to die, I must bring Beibei back, so I am still alive today; now Beibei is back, and it is indeed time for me to die. I will go back to Xingluo City, I will go to Mingdu, to avenge them..."

Xian Lin'er stirred up her soul light, stood up tremblingly, a gloomy look emerged on her face, and turned around to fly out of the Sea God Pavilion.

"Lin'er, come back!"

Old Song was immediately possessed by the Green Shadow Divine Eagle, nine rings rose under his feet, and he quickly caught up with Xian Lin'er.

Xian Lin'er struggled weakly: "Mom, don't stop me, I want to go, I want to go..."

"Pah~!"

Old Song struck Xian Lin'er on the back of her neck with a palm strike, knocking her unconscious. He then carried her back and handed her over to Old Zhuang: "Old Zhuang, it all depends on you..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Song..." Mr. Zhuang took Xian Lin'er. His already old face seemed to have aged ten years, and his spirit was dull.

After comforting Xian Lin'er, Yan Shaozhe, who was shocked to hear about the loss of his disciple and his wife, went crazy again. Every corner of his eyes was filled with hysterical hatred.

"Mr. Song, the Sun-Moon Empire killed so many of us this time and captured so many of us. We must take revenge! We must take revenge!"

After saying that, Yan Shaozhe, who was nearly a hundred years old, actually burst into tears, and the Sea God Pavilion was in chaos again.

Elder Song, Elder Zhuang and the last elder at level 95 hurriedly tried to persuade and comfort him, which finally calmed Yan Shaozhe down a little.

"Pah~!"

Old Song seized the opportunity and delivered another palm strike, knocking Yan Shaozhe unconscious.

The two deans of Shrek Academy fell unconscious, and the Seagod Pavilion finally returned to peace. However, the hearts of the three remaining elders were shrouded in a haze of despair that seemed to be the sky falling and the earth collapsing.

"What can we do? What can we do? The old Mu is gone, Lin Huiqun and Qian Duoduo were arrested, and half of our Shrek Title Douluo died there. What can we do?"

Old Song sat weakly on the main seat of the Sea God Pavilion. At this moment, she missed Mu En and Xuan Zi very much. How great would it be if they were still there? Should I awaken the soul left by Old Mu? I really don't know what to do... Looking up at the top of the golden tree in a daze, Old Song felt desperate.

Old Zhuang complained bitterly: "Old Song, let's prepare for Shrek to semi-retire from now on, and the Supervisory Group should stop working. No more people can die in Shrek, no more people can die..."

The last elder, Mr. Dong, covered his tearful face and shook his head repeatedly, retorting in a sad voice: "No, our Shrek has been the number one academy for ten thousand years, and Shrek City is the largest city in the three empires. How can we semi-retire? If we semi-retire, it will be the end!"

"The rich resources of Shrek City will attract countless ambitious people. If Shrek escapes, it will no longer be able to keep the title of the No. 1 Academy for ten thousand years."

Elder Song rubbed his face in pain, raised his head and made a decision: "Okay! I'll make the decision. After this crisis, we won't send out the inspection team anymore. Let all the children return to the academy first..."

"We must rescue Lao Lin, Duo Duo, Le Xuan and the others. After Shao Zhe and Lin Er wake up, we will work out a plan..."

Elder Zhuang and Elder Dong nodded and sobbed uncontrollably: "Everything was fine a year ago. Why did so many things happen to Shrek in such a short time? Is it really God's will that Shrek will be destroyed? Mei'er, Xiaotao, why did you leave just like that..."

In the Sea God Pavilion, the wails of the last three elders drowned out everything.

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Time passed quickly, and seven days went by in a flash.The ruins within a hundred miles of Xingluo Square were gradually broken open, and the disaster relief operation in Xingluo City was basically completed. Xu Tianxi washed up in the sunset, found a quiet corner, and took out a recliner to take a nap.Although he was quite capable, he was exhausted after nearly a week of sleepless activities. His soft face showed an undisguised paleness, and his hands were casually placed behind his head, completely failing to show the demeanor of a top genius.

Someone noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised on his tired face, as if he was smiling calmly and peacefully.

Xiao Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, Ma Rulong and others found Xu Tianxi's trace, but without calling him, they followed suit and built a simple camp on the spot and lay down to rest.

Mingde Hall Master Jing Hongchen and Starry Sky Douluo Ye Yulin each had a camera soul guide device and took a lot of photos of the people with a look of distress and relief in their eyes.

These kids are really tired.

After a long while, Ye Yulin sighed slightly and said, "Jing Hongchen, I never respected you before, but now I envy you for having such a pair of grandchildren. Your Hongchen family is so lucky."

Jing Hongchen laughed: "Of course, I have achieved a lot in my life, and I am most proud of these three younger generations."

Ye Yulin raised his eyebrows and kindly reminded: "Don't forget that Tianxi is a disciple of Master Kong's right Sect. He has the same seniority as you."

"You don't need to remind me of this. I have other intentions." As he said this, Jing Hongchen signaled Xu Tianxi and Meng Hongchen with his eyes.

Ye Yulin immediately understood and said, "Is that so? That makes sense, but I think my junior brother doesn't seem to be very interested in pretty girls. He is very obsessed with soul guides, especially fixed soul guide shells."

"Besides, I think he has a better relationship with your grandson."

Jing Hongchen said nonchalantly: "What's the big deal? They are young now, so it's normal for them not to understand. Sooner or later, they will know."

"I'm not bragging, but among this generation of young geniuses, how many girls can compare to my granddaughter? The Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Sect from Shrek is powerless in front of her."

"I, Jing Hongchen, am also one of the most famous figures in the entire continent, don't you think so?"

Ye Yulin nodded in agreement. Although Jing Hongchen being the head of Mingde Hall did not mean that Mingde Hall belonged to him, being the head of the hall was a smooth road. Even if Jing Hongchen entered the Worship Hall to retire in the future, his former disciples and old friends would be an extremely powerful force, just like Confucius in the past.

Looking around at the Xingluo Empire rescue team who handed in the detection glasses before leaving, Ye Yulin suddenly asked, "By the way, you should have left a backup plan among those detection glasses, right?"

"Of course!" Jing Hongchen patted his chest and smiled:

"The good things of our Sun Moon Empire are not so easy to obtain. The detection glasses made by this hall master have a backup plan and self-destruction. If they dismantle them, they will only get a pile of scrap metal."

"Humph! I don't know where the Xingluo Empire got a lot of good things from my Mingde Hall, and they also got a top-notch eighth-level soul guide weapon, the Creation Cannon, and a ninth-level soul guide weapon, the God-conferring Platform. How could this hall master not hold back?"

"What did you say? The Heaven-shattering Cannon and the Nine-Level Conferred God Platform? Which bastard sold these things to them?"

Ye Yulin frowned when he heard that. The Creation Cannon was the most advanced eighth-level soul guide device. There were not many eighth-level soul guide engineers in the entire Sun-Moon Empire, not to mention the Conferred God Platform. Every ninth-level soul guide device almost represented uniqueness and would leave behind the unique techniques of a ninth-level soul guide.

"I can't be sure yet, but I think it must have been sold secretly by those good-for-nothings."

Jing Hongchen's face turned cold, and he smiled sinisterly, "I could turn a blind eye to these bastards' mischief before, but this time he dared to smuggle my Mingde Hall's eighth-level soul guide and twelve sixth-level fixed-type soul guide shells. I will never allow them to continue to do whatever they want!"

"I have found some clues based on the Tyrant Tiger Soul Refining Blade and the Creation Cannon. If we continue along this line and look for traces of the Conferred God Platform, we will definitely be able to catch this giant rat!"

Ye Yulin went through the most jerk-like people in the ninth-level soul master circle one by one, and frowned: "I can probably guess who did it. It's either a ninth-level soul master among the evil soul masters, or those guys in the royal family who are just eating and waiting to die. They are not active people."

"They are not easy to deal with. I, Jing Hongchen, am no pushover. I bought so much evidence myself this time. I don't believe I can't get rid of him!"

Jing Hongchen said this with murderous intent, determined to kill that traitor.

"Well, this matter does have a huge impact. If there is resistance, I will not stand idly by."

Ye Yulin also deeply hated these dirty guys who were smuggling in secret. He knew how many people with vested interests were involved behind the scenes. The three major underground forces in Mingdu were the black gloves representing three different interest groups, and they were spread throughout the upper echelons of the Sun and Moon Empire.

The royal family, evil soul masters, the military, the nobles... it can be said that a single move can affect the entire body.

But the academic school represented by Jing Hongchen is no pushover. That bastard even dared to smuggle a ninth-level soul guide device this time. God knows what he will dare to smuggle next time. If he secretly sends out a few ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shells, it will be a lot of fun.

"Thank you very much. Let's skin those bastards together when we get back!" Jing Hongchen laughed.

Just when the two top ninth-level soul masters made up their minds to go back and clean up the mess.

Suddenly, a star-like figure flashed across the sky and landed in front of the two of them, holding a stack of invitations in his hand.

Ye Yulin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you here, Broken Star Douluo?"

"On behalf of His Majesty, I would like to send invitations to the two ninth-level masters and everyone from the Sun-Moon Team. His Majesty would like to host a dinner party to entertain everyone from the Sun-Moon Empire as a token of gratitude."

Shattered Star Douluo smiled.