Emperor Mang from Douluo

Chapter 51 Eternal green never dies, there are no wronged souls under the Qing Ming sword! (4000 words) (please push!)
When the three stone boxes in the stone room were opened one by one, a man's voice sounded.

"Seven Colored Poison Sutra, Eagle Wings, Crazy Lion Cry..."

The little fairy doctor looked at the three scrolls placed one by one on the stone table, and said happily, "Give me the Seven-Colored Poison Sutra!"

"Casual!"

Zhao Mang answered blandly.

The little fairy doctor picked up the seven-color poison scripture and couldn't wait to read it. When her beautiful eyes began to glow, she said happily: "I feel that this poison scripture is reserved for me!"

"Uh... usually people who pick up a bargain think so..."

Zhao Mang smiled slightly, and said in a quiet tone.

"Hate!"

Hearing this, the little fairy doctor was so coquettish, she raised her jade hand and patted Zhao Mang's shoulder lightly.

"I will learn these two books first, and I will teach you after I have learned them!"

Zhao Mang picked up the [Eagle Wings] scroll and spread it out, and the words representing the method of flying came into view one by one.

next second

Wherever Zhao Mang looked, the words recording the method of flying quickly became blurred and finally disappeared.

And in his field of vision, the disappearing words, like beating musical notes, rushed into his eyes.

After reading, the scroll becomes blank.

The little fairy doctor was lowering his head, looking at the Seven-Colored Poison Sutra with relish by the light of the fire, and replied indifferently to the words that sounded in his ears: "No, fighting is not my hobby..."

"Well... I know, you like poisoning!"

While Zhao Mang said that, he picked up the second scroll and looked it up.

"Those who are poisoned by me are those who want to bully me, hmph! But... I have never poisoned anyone to death!"

The little fairy doctor muttered intently.

After a pause, he continued with a solemn tone: "Actually...my dream is to become a pharmacist!"

Zhao Mang scanned the second scroll with one eye and ten lines, and nodded slightly: "If there is a chance, I will help you!"

When the little fairy doctor heard this plain and watery words, he suddenly raised his head, his watery eyes sparkled, he smiled softly, and let out a soft 'huh'.

Although, she didn't know why Zhao Mang said this, but her heart was very warm.

"Okay, let's go, it's still a bit embarrassing to stay in someone else's house all the time!"

Zhao Mang put away the two scrolls, held them in his hands, looked at the dead bones behind him, and said.

"Ok!"

The little fairy doctor nodded, and put the seven-color poison scripture into the ring.

Just two steps away!

A burst of messy footsteps sounded in the darkness behind the stone gate.

The little fairy doctor's complexion changed, and she exclaimed in shock, "Why, someone is here!"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly looked at Zhao Mang.

after all…

Here she only explicitly told one person.

"Your guess is reasonable, congratulations..."

Zhao Mang nodded with a serious face, but he hasn't finished speaking yet.

"No, no, you... you... lied to me?!"

The little fairy doctor's face paled in an instant, as if he had suffered a huge psychological blow, his face was full of disbelief, he staggered back two steps, and murmured.

That desolate look, that grief-stricken eyes, even if the fairy bleeds in the next second, it would not be surprising.

"Huh???! What's your situation, don't get excited, I haven't finished talking yet..."

Zhao Mang looked at the little fairy doctor who suddenly changed his face, was startled, and said quickly.

"You, what else do you want to say..."

The little fairy doctor had a sad and pretty face, a teardrop slipped down, and he choked up, but at some point, a small bag appeared in his hand.

Zhao Mang was dumbfounded, he couldn't help resting his forehead with one hand, and said in a helpless tone, "I just want to say... Congratulations, you guessed wrong..."

"……Um?"

The little doctor's reddish and tearful eyes moved slightly, staring blankly at Zhao Mang who was looking embarrassed.

"Sorry, you are the first to be so excited in this sentence...

The people outside are Mu Li and the others. During the day, they kept staring at us, let alone at night, we sneaked out..."

Zhao Mang looked embarrassed but couldn't help laughing, and spoke softly again.

Before he finished speaking, a gust of fragrant wind rushed towards his face, and a warm and fragrant nephrite followed closely into his arms.

"Hate, hate... hate... woo woo woo..."

The little fairy doctor flung herself into the man's arms, her slender arms wrapped around the bear's waist and patted it non-stop, weeping, crying and fussing, her beautiful head arched wildly on his chest.

The hair knot then slipped down, and three thousand black strands were scattered down to the waist, swaying endlessly.

"I'm going, don't rub my snot and tears with my clothes, why are you so excited, come out and hang out like me, calm like an old driver!"

Zhao Mang dropped his hands naturally, saw the slipping white knot, raised his hand to catch it, glanced at the woman who was thrashing, and said with a smile.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows

The little fairy doctor, who was whimpering at first, laughed through tears when he heard this sentence, locked Zhao Mang's waist with his hands, and rubbed his wet cheeks even more vigorously while answering.

blah blah blah!

Following the sound of a dead tree being trampled, several figures walked in from the dark stone gate.

"You trash, let go of the little fairy doctor!!"

Mu Li stared at the two people who were hugging each other in the middle of the stone room, and said fiercely.

The dozen or so mercenary men who accompanied him also looked at it playfully.

They knew that the little fairy doctor would definitely not get it, but they were still very happy to bully the trash.

What's more, if you are someone who has had close contact with the goddess, then you have to abuse it even more!
"Enough! Mu Li, I don't need you to take care of my affairs!"

The little fairy doctor suddenly turned from Zhao Mang's chest to look at Shimen, and scolded indifferently.

"Okay, okay, today I will be in this stone room, in front of this trash, and I will punish you! Then we will see if you still pretend to be noble!!"

Mu Li's face was gloomy, and he said in a low tone, his vicious eyes shot at the little fairy doctor's delicate body.

When the surrounding mercenaries heard this, there was a glimmer of light and excitement in their eyes.

I thought to myself: Maybe now, not only will I be able to feast my eyes, but I may also have a taste of a goddess!

"nausea!!"

The little fairy doctor was flustered, clutching Zhao Mang's clothes tightly with his jade hands, but shouted loudly.

Facing more than a dozen fighters above two stars, she thought she had no chance of winning.

"Ha ha…"

Mu Li smiled coldly, turned his gaze to Zhao Mang, and said with a look of contempt: "Trash, throw the scroll in your hand, I can kindly let you watch, the heroic appearance of this young leader during the nuptial chamber!"

Zhao Mang smiled lightly, moved his lips to the little fairy doctor, moved his ears covered by black hair, and lightly threw out the scroll in his hand.

The little fairy doctor moved her eyes and remained silent.

The two scrolls spun and flew towards Muli in an arc.

Mu Li looked at Zhao Mang's intimate behavior, and his murderous intent became even more intense, but when he saw the flying scroll, he couldn't help frowning.

Before he had time to think, the two scrolls were already close at hand, he raised his hand to take them, and spread them out with a frown.

Blank!
Snapped!
Mu Li threw the scroll to the ground, and the killing intent accumulated for a long time finally burst, and he said sharply: "Give me this trash, cut it into a stick!"

All of a sudden, a group of sturdy and vicious mercenaries approached Zhao Mang and Little Doctor Immortal in groups of three or four with their weapons in their eyes, with strange smiles.

They also know that the little fairy doctor has poisonous skills, so naturally they will not neglect.

"You... really can't control yourself?"

A wicked smile gradually appeared on the corner of Zhao Mang's mouth, but his moderate voice was different from usual, mixed with a trace of emptiness.

The voice of a pool of stagnant water is like that... The world is not benevolent and treats everything as a straw dog!
The little fairy doctor couldn't help raising his head to look at Zhao Mang when he heard about it, but when he looked up, he found that there were tiny red lines under the skin of the other's neckline.

"Trash Dim Sum, labor and management have long seen you unhappy, labor and management want to smash your face to pieces!!"

"Hey hey hey..."

The orderly array of mercenaries did not stop.

At this moment, they just want to give this little boy in front of him a bad meal!

Boom...!
In the stone room full of chilling and sarcasm, there was an inaudible heartbeat suddenly.

Zhao Mang's face was the same, the corners of his mouth were evil, his black hair danced lightly, he slowly raised his left hand, holding it empty, his sleeves fluttering, and the brighter blood lines finally climbed up his cheeks and went straight to the corners of his eyes.

"Your killing intent is just a way to die..."

An ethereal and calm sentence echoed in the stone chamber again.

"This...this trash..."

The mercenaries paused and found something wrong with Zhao Mang, they were extremely astonished.

This evil spirit and oppression made them feel palpitations, as if some bloodthirsty monster was waking up!

"No matter how much you pretend to be a ghost, you are still a waste of the third stage of fighting spirit! Come on!!"

Mu Liqiang suppressed his palpitations and shouted loudly.

At this point, the two sides have turned against each other, so the only thing left is to continue!

"Pretending to be a ghost, courting death!!!"

The seven or eight mercenaries standing in groups yelled angrily, their whole body was filled with fighting spirit, their vigor swirled, and they rushed towards Zhao Mang like a tiger.

He stepped forward, intending to capture Zhao Mang's three mercenaries, a golden light suddenly appeared in his vision.

Zhao Mang put it in his hand in front of him, and out of thin air, a golden, bright and three-foot golden sword with a sheath appeared.

"Eternal green will never die, there will be no wronged souls under the Qing Ming sword..."

Zhao Mang's lips moved slightly, revealing a voice that was neither sad nor happy.

As soon as the words were spoken, the obsidian eyes had turned into bewitching blood pupils.

"I am the destiny!"

The five words echoed in the stone room, Zhao Mang grasped the golden hilt with his right hand as swiftly as the wind, and exerted force suddenly.

Dazzling and bright green lights, like the blazing sun at dawn, gorgeous and brilliant, the flickering firelight is covered, and the stone room and even the outside of the stone gate are all as bright as day.

Chime~!

The moment the Qing Ming sword was fully unsheathed, an ethereal sword sound like a stream of water was played.

rustling...!
Accompanied by the waves of green light, it swept and spread centered on Zhao Mang and Little Doctor Immortal, everywhere they passed was full of dust and dust.

"What kind of weapon is this!!"

Under the green light, Mu Li and his party of more than a dozen mercenaries inside and outside the stone chamber shrank their pupils, dazzled and kept exclaiming.

The few mercenaries who swooped halfway caught two spots of blood and a flash of green light amidst the flying sand and rocks.

"careful!"

The moment an exclamation sounded, the mercenary walking in the front looked sideways.

A touch of green became more and more dazzling in the eyes, and a pair of bewitching blood pupils were right behind.

Appearing beside Zhao Mang, in both hands is a sword about 1.2 meters long, three, long and narrow, as thin as a cicada's wing, resembling a well-shaped and majestic Han sword.

puff!
Before the mercenary could react, a green glow slashed down from his neck, and his body exploded instantly.

The exploding mercenaries did not produce a bloody scene, but turned into a verdant rain of stars all over the sky.

Under the emerald green star rain, Zhao Mang's figure had disappeared.

When a smear of green and two spots of blood reappeared a few steps away, behind another mercenary, another shower of stars fell.

"Big brother, second brother!!"

Under the verdant star rain, a roar of shock and anger resounded.

The only remaining mercenary looked around in fear.

He is afraid!

This waste snack actually has such a wicked side.

Are you schizophrenic? ! ! !

"Be careful with those green light particles, he can teleport!!"

Shocked, Mu Li roared and retreated towards the outside of the stone gate at the same time.

He also didn't expect that the waste who has always been a third-level fighting spirit has such amazing fighting power.

The surrounding mercenaries, filled with horror, followed closely behind and retreated outwards.

When the group of mercenaries turned around, they caught sight of the youngest of the three brothers turning into a star rain out of the corner of their eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little tingly.

Gan!Is this the protective color of waste snacks?It's too fucked up! !
"Brother Zhao..."

The little fairy doctor was dumbfounded, standing under the green star rain with blurred eyes.

She was completely frightened by Zhao Mang who looked like a different person, but Fang's trembling heart was incomparably throbbing.

That evil and awe-inspiring temperament simply made her want to stop!
"Want to run?"

Zhao Mang looked at the retreating figure, smiled evilly, and swung the Qing Ming sword in his right hand.

The emerald green light particles flying all over the sky rushed towards the passage outside the stone gate.

In the passage, the mercenary who was running could feel the greenery around him, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "Run, I'm chasing you!!"

The mercenary in front heard this sound, and the battle energy in his body accelerated, and his figure became three points faster.

They knew that in this narrow grotto, the opponent had the complete advantage, and there might be a chance of survival when they went up to the cliff.

Mu Li, the most powerful seven-star fighter in the team, rode Juechen, and had already arrived at the edge of the cave, grabbed the rope that was hanging down, and shouted: "Quick, pull me up!!"

The loud voice instantly resounded up and down the dark cliff.

Of the dozen or so mercenary men staying above the cliff, two of them grabbed the rope on the ground and pulled it up with puzzled expressions.

Mu Li at the bottom of the cliff, under the double acceleration of rock climbing and pulling, his vision quickly left the cave passage.

The last scene where the field of vision completely disappeared was the digital two-star fighter mercenaries engulfed by green light spots.

Although there was no scream, he knew that he was doomed!

Several mercenaries with the strength of five or six star fighters also took a step slower, grabbed the rope, and using both hands and feet, quickly climbed up the rock, and shouted in their mouths.

Seeing the situation, the dozen or so wolf-headed mercenaries staying behind on the cliff became nervous and pulled the shaking rope one after another.

They are mercenaries later than Muli and his party.

The thirty wolf-headed mercenaries who traveled this time are all here.

"Young regiment leader, you...???"

When Mu Li rushed up the cliff, a mercenary put down the rope in his hand and said in surprise.

"Call someone, call someone!!"

Mu Li didn't answer, but kept saying with a gloomy face.

"Oh, okay!"

Hearing this, the mercenary quickly took a slender object from his arms and pulled it towards the sky.

biu~!
A ball of fireworks, surrounded by sharp neighing, rushed straight into the night sky of a thousand meters.

BOOM! !
A dazzling and huge wolf's head suddenly appeared under the stars.

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