The eighth chapter seven hundred and eighty eighth asked the blind
There was a fire burning in Wu Yekuang's heart!
And such an implementation can only take advantage of my incompetence! Demonstrate my incompetence?
What kind of bullshit logic is this...
Wu Yekuang felt that his self-esteem was put on the ground and trampled on hard, completely and without any dignity!
"I am also a Heavenly Emperor. I am on par with the former Yuan Tianxian Zihao and the current Snow Tears and Demon Queen, and have the same status!" Wu Yekuang was indignant in his heart.
"Why are you so looked down upon?"
"Since when have you been so despised by others?!"
"When you mentioned the Demon Empress of the East Emperor, you never said that or treated me with such contempt... But you are so dismissive of me now. Isn't it just because... I am not like Yuan Tianxian?
I've caught you like this, and now I'm still attached to you? Do you really think of me as your dog?"
Wu Yekuang thought like this in his heart, like a fire that couldn't stop growing and spreading and could no longer be contained.
In my heart, a thought rose uncontrollably like a weed: "Back then, when I wasn't attached to you, you were so polite to me and treated me like a brother. But now, the situation has completely changed.
Treat me as a subordinate, even barking around like a dog?"
The night wind was cold, but Wu Yekuang's heart was filled with heat.
The heat of anger.
He stood in the wind for a long time, motionless.
There have always been many people with clear distinctions among the Nine Emperors and One Queen, such as Donghuang, Demon Queen, Zi Wuji, etc... Yuan Tianxian and Zui Wuqinglong Yinghuan can be regarded as their own style, and they are neutral.
There are also quite a few, such as Wu Yekuang, Mo Qingqing...
The so-called neutral person means that he doesn't help anyone, but he doesn't ask anyone for help himself.
Take care of yourself.
This kind of person is actually quite popular among the Nine Emperors and One Queen; as one of this kind of people, Wu Yekuang was once very popular: in the two camps, no one would offend him easily.
But now, when Daxitian encountered an unprecedented crisis, the Holy Lord extended a helping hand. At the critical moment, he saved Wu Yekuang!
This result also resulted in a smooth fact: the world classified Daxitian as belonging to the Holy Lord. No matter how unwilling Wu Yekuang was... he could no longer change this fact.
But the current situation seems to be more serious. For the Holy Lord, to put it mildly, Wu Yekuang is his dependent. The most powerful dependent, to put it mildly, is the one who was saved by the Holy Lord.
Dog, that's all.
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Dong Wushang and others finally met up with Mo Lei'er. Dong Wushang was surprised because Mo Lei'er's face was pale and there was blood on the corner of his mouth; he actually looked like he had been seriously injured.
"How are you?" Dong Wushang supported his wife with concern and asked heartbrokenly.
To be honest, Dong Wushang couldn't accept the fact that his wife was injured. If possible, he would rather be the one injured.
"I'm fine, I'm really fine..." Mo Lei'er smiled: "Stealing the sword this time is basically pulling out a tooth from a tiger's mouth. Without paying a small price, how could you steal the Black Dragon Sword from the Mad Sword Emperor's tight guard? Now
The situation can already be considered very satisfactory.”
Dong Wushang thought for a while and felt that this sentence still made sense; besides, his wife's injury was not very serious. He finally smiled and said: "Not bad, show me the Black Dragon Sword."
Mo Leier rolled her eyes.
This wood is really a wood.
At this time, I didn’t even know how to say a few words of comfort first... I just changed the subject...
I'm so angry!
Don’t you know that the more a woman says ‘I’m fine’, the more she needs a man’s comfort?
How could Dong Wushang know what his wife was thinking?
He was stubborn, and when he heard Mo Lei'er say it was okay, he immediately relaxed and concentrated on studying the Black Dragon Sword.
"Brother Gu is not dead yet! The Black Dragon Sword and Dragon Soul are intact. Doesn't this mean that Brother Gu is still alive and well!"
Dong Wushang screamed with great excitement. This scream was really loud. He was so excited that his voice even trembled.
Xie Danqiong suddenly became energetic: "Great! This is really the best news at the moment!"
The haze that shrouded the two people's hearts finally dissipated at this moment, and they felt truly relaxed.
All this time, no one has mentioned this issue. Everyone is saying: No news is good news. What happens if we find Brother Gu... No one talks about the issue of life and death.
Because I dare not.
I really don’t dare!
But, how can we not think about it? Not worry? That is impossible.
Now, it's finally certain.
"The sword soul of the Black Dragon Sword is intact and very lively." Dong Wushang burst into tears: "Thank God!"
Xie Danqiong took a long breath in and out, and said: "Thank God!"
The soul of the Black Dragon Sword is intact and very lively, which proves that Gu Duxing is not only not dead, but also has not fallen into the hands of Wu Yekuang and others: if he is caught, just for this sword, Wu Yekuang will immediately
Gu Duxing was put to death!
"Now that we have the Black Dragon Sword, our hope of finding Brother Gu has greatly increased!" Xie Danqiong said excitedly.
"Of course!" Dong Wushang smiled excitedly without hiding his heart, and then he infiltrated his spiritual consciousness into the Black Dragon Sword. After a while, a ball of black energy emerged from the Black Dragon Sword, and a small black dragon gradually
forming.
The little black dragon opened its small round eyes and looked at Dong Wushang pitifully, with some urgent pleading.
The sword spirit of Black Dragon Sword naturally knows Dong Wushang and Xie Danqiong.
The Nine Tribulations brothers are often together. When the Black Dragon Sword Soul was formed, everyone even celebrated it once.
Of course the Black Dragon Sword Spirit knew that the two people in front of it were his master's best brothers and best friends. Although it couldn't speak, it didn't mean it didn't know anything.
The prayer at this moment is exactly the urgent desire to see the master again. The urgent desire for these two people to take him to find the master.
"Black Dragon. We need your help now, do you understand?" Dong Wushang looked at the sword soul tightly and asked nervously.
The black dragon was entrenched on the black dragon sword. His little head was tilted, and he looked at Dong Wushang in confusion. After a while, he nodded, indicating that he might or might understand.
Dong Wushang was overjoyed when he saw this, and said: "Then can you take us to find Gu Duxing now? Go to your master? He is not feeling well now and needs us to help him solve the problem. It is a big problem."
Black Dragon tilted his little head and blinked his eyes brightly, showing embarrassment. He shook his head slightly.
"No?" Dong Wushang asked anxiously.
Black Dragon shook his head again.
"It's not impossible? Then why are you shaking your head?" Dong Wushang asked.
The black dragon looked at him innocently, without shaking his head this time and wagging his tail.
"What do you mean by wagging your tail?" Dong Wushang asked a very unclear question with sweat on his head.
The black dragon can't speak at all. You actually asked him what he meant?
Naturally, the black dragon looked at him in confusion and waved his tail again.
"Holy shit! What can I do if this guy can't talk?" Dong Wushang finally remembered this key question, his paws were completely numb, and he looked at the black dragon helplessly; the black dragon also looked at him blankly, alone.
A dragon stares at each other with big eyes and small eyes, looking at each other blankly. Whether it is a human or a dragon, their expressions at this moment are very depressed.
Dong Wu was sad: Is this dragon a stupid dragon?
Little Black Dragon thought: Is this person a fool?
"You idiot! How could you ask such a question?" Mo Leier finally couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Dong Wushang aside.
Dong Wushang scratched his head and stood up, looking confused. He was dissatisfied and angry: "How am I stupid?"
Mo Leier ignored him and squatted down in front of the black dragon.
"Little Black Dragon, listen to me. If you understand, just nod. If you don't understand, just shake your head. If you don't understand, just stare at me. Do you understand?"
Said softly.
Black Dragon blinked, tilted his head and nodded. His eyes were bright, and he felt a sense of relief. Then he turned his head and looked at Dong Wushang, with a look of contempt in his eyes.
It seems to be saying: You see how many people know how to ask questions, but how can you, a stupid big guy like you, know how to rush things like a pen, and dare to say that you are stupid and you are not stupid...
Dong Wushang had a black line on his forehead.
Xie Danqiong couldn't help but burst out laughing, so much that her stomach hurt.
"Heilong, we are going to find your master. Do you know where he is now?" Mo Leier asked.
The black dragon's eyes flashed with light and he shook his head.
"Then can you control the flying of the sword?" Mo Leier asked.
Black Dragon's eyes showed embarrassment and he shook his head again.
"Then do you know how to find him?" Mo Leier continued to ask. Her voice was exceptionally clear and soft.
Black Dragon hesitated for a moment, stared at Mo Leier for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.
"You mean... you're not sure? I don't know if it's okay?" Mo Lei'er said.
Black Dragon stared at Mo Leier.
Mo Leier patted her head and said, "Then you actually want to say that you know how to find him, but you don't know what to do specifically, right?"
Mo Leier's words are a bit convoluted, and the meaning is very vague and even inconsistent.
But the strange thing is that after finishing speaking, Heilong nodded quickly and expressed his agreement.
"Do you think this will work? We will take you and search everywhere for you to sense the master's aura. If you find out, tell us quickly, is this good?" Mo Leier asked.
The black dragon nodded happily. At this moment, the little black dragon was so cute that he could kill most girls in the world instantly.
"In terms of direction, you are also responsible for guiding me." Mo Leier said, "Which side should we start with? There is a general direction."
Black Dragon shook his head aggrievedly.
…………Please give me some monthly tickets to comfort me... (To be continued...)