The Wolf of Douluo Walks the World

You can search for "Douluo Wolf Xingtianxia Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Seeing that Li Liang listened quietly to his teachings as before, Mengshenji looked at each other with the two old brothers and gave a wry smile.

Li Liang was a little inexplicable, "Why is the teacher laughing?"

Mengshenji shook his head and said, "I see the anxious look between your eyebrows, and I already understand your mind."

Li Liang was speechless, he himself hadn't noticed that after returning here, even in front of the three old men, his heart had always been in the hut next to him.

"We only have one question for you to answer." The three old men looked serious, with anticipation in their tone, and asked, "Where are you now?"

Li Liang didn't hesitate, Wuhun possessed his body, and five spirit rings of yellow, yellow, purple, and black emerged. He performed a battle etiquette and replied.

"Li Liang, Wuhun, Silvermoon Demon Wolf, fifty-two battle soul king."

"Good! Good! Good!" Mengshenji no longer suppressed the smile on his face. After saying good three times, Bai Baoshan and Zhilin also laughed.

In just two years, their disciples had broken through from the Soul Sovereign realm to the Soul King, and this level of upgrade speed was unmatched by the Soul Palace.

Of course, as teachers for many years, they naturally know that this breakthrough must be helped by external forces.

But Li Liang has been listening to their teachings carefully, and they naturally believe that Li Liang will not lose a lot because of small mistakes, and break his own foundation for the immediate breakthrough.

In addition, they had long known that there were many other fairy grasses where Lanhua grew, so they naturally understood Li Liang's extraordinary speed of upgrading.

But Bai Baoshan smiled, and suddenly coughed violently, his entire upper body swayed drastically, coughing up blood.

Zhilin hurriedly put his hand on his back, and helped him relieve his spirit power.

Seeing this scene, Li Liang was naturally anxious, "Teacher, I have a chance outside, this is a very good healing herb..."

While looking for the sapphire ring, Bai Baoshan waved his hand to stop his movement.

"Don't worry about me, I just cough twice, and I don't need any herbs."

Li Liang set his sights on the Dream God Machine, hoping that he would persuade Bai Baoshan, after all, his herbs were picked out by the plant king A Yin, and the healing effect was very good.

But Mengshenji also shook his head and said, "We are not yet old enough to be supported by apprentices. Your teacher Bai has taken the healing herbs and with the assistance of Zhilin, you will be fine soon. I was so happy just now reason."

"You'd better go there and persuade her, anyway, you should go to the funeral..." His voice gradually became smaller.

Li Liang understood what the teachers meant, and finally obeyed his wishes, and returned to the familiar lakeside cottage with a few movements...

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At the funeral.

Xue Ye stood there with his face grimly, looking at Mu Chengwang's coffin.

In any case, he never expected that the Wuhun Palace was so bold that even Mu Chengwang would dare to kill.

The anger that had already calmed down, the moment he saw his coffin again burned violently.

In his opinion, Mu Chengwang really deserved to die, his reputation was even higher than Xueye himself, and he never knew how to constrain.

No matter how high the power is, no emperor will let such vassals go.

But it's one thing to not let it go, it's another thing to dare to kill in the Spirit Hall.

He is my armies minister, right hand man!

He died suddenly like this, and there will be a huge hole in the entire Heaven Dou Empire that is difficult to fill!

Xue Qinghe stood beside him, sobbing softly.

This cowardly whimper made Xue Ye irritated.

He suddenly slapped Xue Qinghe's face with a slap, knocking him to the ground.

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Xue Ye pointed to Xue Qinghe’s nose and cursed: “Cry and cry, know crying, what's the use of crying? Why hasn’t your auntie come here yet? Didn’t I ask you to send someone to call?”

Xue Qinghe choked up and replied: "They said that my aunt is already ill and can't get up at all."

"It's her sister, her father! She can't get up, so she has to carry it!"

As he said, he stared at Xue Qinghe viciously again, now looking at this stinky boy, the more he looked at him, the more irritable he got.

The thought that he was born to the woman Mu Hanmeng made him even more irritable.

He was not angry, and walked over to make up for him.

Xue Qinghe, who was lying on the ground, was still crying, but the tearful eyes quietly flashed a bit of coldness.

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Standing in the familiar courtyard, Li Liang managed to operate the "breath concealment" to the extreme, hiding his whole person.

He did this not to give them a surprise, but more because of a mood similar to "close to hometown is more timid."

Back here again, truly standing here with the appearance of "Li Liang", the little bit of living here naturally appeared in his mind.

Gentle and considerate Zhang Ranran, childhood sweetheart Mu Ruoruo, quiet and lovely Ye Lingling, lively and outgoing lone geese, and Mu Shishuang, a teacher who is cold outside and hot inside.

The little bit of living with them, the color in his mind, is not much fading compared to Yue Xuan's childhood.

He originally thought that he was a ruthless person, and more of possessing and exploiting them, but now this ups and downs of mind is always difficult to stabilize.

He took a few deep breaths and took out the key to open the door, but he didn't meet the gaze of surprise.

The furnishings on the first floor have not changed, but no one is here.

He quickly reached out to feel his spirit power, and found that they were all staying upstairs, so he no longer hesitated and ran up.

He ran hurriedly, but the sound under his feet was not too loud, but when he came to the corner of the stairs on the third floor, a snow-white jade leg came straight to his face with the sound of howling wind.

With great excitement in his heart, he straightly removed the strength from this tender white thigh, and then hugged the young girl into his arms.

The girl's body shook violently, and then she collapsed into his arms and hugged him tightly with her backhand.

Li Liang put his head on her shoulder and said, "I'm back, Ruoruo."

Mu Ruoruo was already crying, clinging tightly around his neck, hanging on his body like an octopus, and refused to let go.

Li Liang naturally understands the girl's inner excitement at this moment, why is he not so?

But he did not indulge in the joy of reunion, but chose to walk up with Ruoruo's body.

He has sensed the breath of Zhang Ranran and Mu Shishuang, both in Mu Shishuang's bedroom.

Opening the door, Zhang Ranran, dressed in a maid costume, stood up, "Ruoruo, it's Yanzi and Lingling..."

Before she finished speaking, she turned around, saw the man who was thinking about it, and covered her mouth.

If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, she should have called out just now.

Li Liang held up Mu Shishuang's little butt with one hand, moved her to his side, and then strode over, holding Zhang Ranran in his arms.

The two women were also crying, and buried on his shoulders crying.

"Okay, I'm back, it's okay, ah." Li Liang gently pressed his chin to Ding Ran's forehead, softly comforting.

Zhang Ranran quickly woke up from the joy of reunion, looked at Mu Shishuang lying on the bed, and called softly.

"Miss, he's back."

Li Liang looked at Mu Shishuang who was in a coma, his eyes flashed with pity, and asked, "What's the matter?"