Douluo: The Evil God's Illegitimate Son, Wuhun Tianyuan Ding

Yu Xiaogang and Flanders are not only friends for many years, but also friends for life and death.

They once formed the golden iron triangle to travel across the continent and became famous throughout the continent.

It’s a pity that now that Yu Xiaogang is dead, Flanders doesn’t have the courage to take revenge.

After all, the person who killed Yu Xiaogang was Qian Daoliu, whom he could not afford to offend.

Qian Daoliu was so powerful that Flanders could not contend with him at all.

The Haotian Sect, once the strongest of the seven sects, had no choice but to retreat when faced with Qian Daoliu.

This is enough to show how terrifying Qian Daoliu's strength is.

Even the Haotian Sect didn't dare to confront them head-on, let alone him, a mere Soul Saint.

If Qian Daoliu wanted to, he could crush him to death with one hand.

Flanders really didn't have the courage to seek revenge.

To be more precise, perhaps it is not revenge, but suicide.

"Xiao Gang..."

"You are confused. Why are you thinking about Bai Yu?"

"He is the son of a god. How can a mortal like you be his disciple?"

Flanders was too exhausted to complain about Yu Xiaogang's naiveté.

He knew that Yu Xiaogang was very ambitious and didn't want to be treated as a waste, so he always wanted to prove himself.

But Yu Xiaogang should never do such an impulsive thing.

As the son of God, it is not his turn to be taught by Yu Xiaogang.

The other party has absolutely no self-awareness.

If Yu Xiaogang had behaved himself, he wouldn't have been killed.

"Xiaogang, have a safe journey."

"Since we are brothers, I will definitely take good care of Erlong and prevent her from suffering any grievances or harm."

The only thing Flanders can do now is to take care of Liu Erlong for Yu Xiaogang.

"Flanders, what's going on?"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji came over with a confused look on his face.

Watching Yu Xiaogang's tragic death, Zhao Wuji still didn't know what had happened.

He had just heard the powerful voice of Golden Crocodile Douluo and thought it was Flanders' enemy who had come.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, I saw Yu Xiaogang's stiff body hanging outside Flanders' door.

Flanders sighed.

He ordered Zhao Wuji to dig a hole and bury Yu Xiaogang.

Although Yu Xiaogang was born in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, because his martial soul mutation made him useless, Yu Xiaogang would most likely not be able to enter the clan's ancestral hall after his death.

Therefore, burying Yu Xiaogang on the spot and burying him in Shrek Academy is the best option.

"Flanders, what happened?"

"Who killed the Master?"

"You are his brother after all, how can you just let it go like this?"

Zhao Wuji is loyal and wants to avenge Yu Xiaogang.

Flanders' face was bitter when he heard this.

"Do you know who killed Xiaogang?"

"That's Qian Daoliu, the chief minister of the Spirit Hall and one of the most powerful spirit masters in the world."

"What do you think you are capable of, that you can challenge a peerless Douluo?"

Flanders laughed bitterly at himself.

When Zhao Wuji heard this, his original idea of ​​revenge for Yu Xiaogang instantly disappeared.

He couldn't even beat the severely disabled Tang Hao before.

How could he possibly offend Qian Daoliu, who was even more terrifying than Tang Hao?

In an instant, Zhao Wuji's momentum suddenly withered.

He obediently picked up a shovel and dug a hole in the yard.

"Master, rest in peace."

"Don't blame us for not avenging you. The enemy you provoked is simply too powerful."

"We don't want to die."

Zhao Wuji quickly dug a pit and buried Yu Xiaogang.

If Flanders had mentioned Qian Daoliu's name earlier, Zhao Wuji would not have dared to speak so arrogantly.

After doing all this, Zhao Wuji looked around uneasily.

He was afraid that Qian Daoliu was nearby and heard everything they said.

If Qian Daoliu comes to cause trouble, Zhao Wuji's good days will probably be over.

"Your Majesty, I have no intention of offending you. Please forgive my ignorance."

Zhao Wuji muttered to himself in panic at the air.

As he spoke, he bowed three times devoutly.

Seeing this, Flanders really wanted to scold Zhao Wuji for being useless.

But out of the instinct for survival, Flanders also learned it respectfully.

If Qian Daoliu was really nearby, then they had no choice but to give in.

After all, they cannot afford the wrath of the peerless Douluo.

If Qian Daoliu wanted to kill Shrek.

Then everyone present would be doomed to die.

Flanders didn't want to bring disaster upon himself and implicate others because of a momentary mistake.

If he died, who would take care of Liu Erlong in the future?

that's it……

Flanders and Zao Wou-ki kept talking to themselves in the empty air.

To seek peace of mind!

the other side……

Bai Yu returned to the room and wanted to rest early so that he could hunt the Azure Bull Python in the best condition.

But Zhu Zhuqing had already sat down beside his bed.

"Master Shenzi, let me serve you tonight."

Zhu Zhuqing blushed and spoke in a low voice.

She has never been competitive, but the appearance of Ye Lingling made Zhu Zhuqing inexplicably feel a sense of crisis.

Ye Lingling inherited two god positions, one more than her.

Zhu Zhuqing thought that Bai Yu was more optimistic about the other party.

So, she wanted to tell Bai Yu through practical actions.

She will not lose to Ye Lingling.

She will be more valuable than Ye Lingling.

Bai Yu was also surprised by Zhu Zhuqing's initiative.

He knew Zhu Zhuqing's character very well.

The other person is usually quiet and taciturn, why is he suddenly acting so abnormal today?

"Sir Shenzi, I will try my best not to lose to anyone."

"Whether it's Ye Lingling or someone else who appears in the future."

Zhu Zhuqing said seriously, with an expression more determined than ever before.

Bai Yu chuckled and came to Zhu Zhuqing.

Although he didn't know what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking.

But he believed that when it came to hard work, Zhu Zhuqing was definitely the hardest working one.

"Zhu Qing, you don't need to compare yourself with anyone."

"You just have to be yourself."

Bai Yu stroked Zhu Zhuqing's head and comforted her.

She doesn't need everyone to compete with each other, as long as they can live in peace.

Zhu Zhuqing was touched.

"The Son of God is so gentle."

No one had ever said that to her before.

In the past, the family always warned Zhu Zhuqing that if she could not beat Zhu Zhuyun, she would become the one who survived the fittest and died.

Zhu Zhuqing has been practicing hard all along, not daring to slack off even for a moment, all because of the pressure her family has put on her since she was a child.

If Zhu Zhuqing cannot compete with others, she may lose her life and be abandoned.

Therefore, in Zhu Zhuqing's cognition, if she wants to avoid being abandoned, she has to work harder than anyone else.

But now, Bai Yu told her that she didn't need to compare herself with anyone, she just had to be herself.