The true king of Douluo

Chapter 223 The tyrant successfully cleared his name

"Everyone has been driven to death by you. Who can show you this affectionate look!"

In the camp, Qian Renxue snatched the carving knife from Luo Jiutian's hand, threw it on the ground, pulled the unfinished wood carving with her hands, and threw it directly towards the fire.Seeing the wooden sculptures turned to ashes in the flames, Qian Renxue still felt uneasy.

He took the angel's holy sword and swung it to slash at the portrait of the woman hanging in the tent.

The woman in the portrait is vividly painted.

The phoenix eyes are slightly opened, the distant mountain eyebrows fly into the temples, the center of the eyebrows is red, the nose is like a gall, and the vermilion lip balm extracted from peony juice is dotted on the thin lips; Around the waist, there is a head full of pearls and emeralds, and a set of hairpin rings inlaid with gold and jade.

It is well-arranged and embellished.

How could Qian Renxue not recognize this woman? No one in Douluo Continent could have such grace.

Except for the former pope who had been entangled with the two of them for half their lives, he didn't want to do anything.

Although it doesn't look like that person's usual dress, it looks more beautiful, especially because the painting is less aggressive and more tranquil.

"It's not enough to use public opinion and a soft knife to force someone to death. We also have to look like she's regretful and remember her day and night, squeezing out the last drop of her value! Luo Jiutian, you are becoming more and more disrespectful. Looks like the Luo Jiutian I know!"

The old tune repeated itself, but the man in front of him became more and more shameless and unscrupulous.

Qian Renxue opened the curtain and strode out of the tent: "I didn't expect you to become so dirty now!"

Qian Renxue stood outside the camp, not looking good at the patrolling soul masters who came and went to say hello.

In the past few days, with the departure of the Wuhun Palace army and the continuous bloody battles between the soul masters, good news has continued to come. The repeated attacks on the city have already made the civilians and soul masters of the Tiandou Empire uneasy. , and this guy just wants to pull out the dead.

The Tiandou Empire was luxurious and wealthy, and after conquering cities one after another, he would not go to those tiled houses, flowery streets, or willow alleys.

It's not like those nervous soul masters who always dig into the secret doors in the alley.

At first, I thought he was a good and clean man, but in the blink of an eye, news spread that Luo Jiutian was carving a statue of a woman alone in the camp. People with noses and eyes reported that Luo Jiutian had tears in his eyes and was coughing up blood while carving.

It was even reported that he was murmuring alone, something about "ten years of life and death", and he fainted from crying!

I believe you, you big-headed ghost!Without your permission, who would dare to spread these things!

"There is no place to talk about desolation." You often sneak into my tent at night!

Sisters Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing also add fragrance to your red sleeves and give you soup and water!

After the news spread, Luo Jiutian's image among the people immediately changed. He became a talented, broad-minded and affectionate person. He became a man who had to shed tears to kill the previous pope in order to bring order to the unification of the continent. He was forced to commit suicide. Teacher person.

There is also the saying that "as always, bear the humiliation and bear the burden", which has caused a large number of people to support him.

The murderous tyrant suddenly turned into a man of destiny with flesh and blood and empathy.The rather taboo topic between him and that woman was spread in the streets, but it happened that it became gripping in the storyteller's mouth.

After those two books spread, they turned from black to white, making people sympathize with the "butcher" and "tyrant" in the Tiandou Empire's propaganda!It is said that Xue Beng and Tang San were so angry that they did not allow the people of the Tiandou Empire to sell these two books.

Once discovered, they will be burned on the spot and no public discussion is allowed.

But even though it is like this, it keeps happening again and again, and it is getting worse and worse, and it is unstoppable!

Qian Renxue burst into tears. She really couldn't figure out why a man could be so ruthless and unjust.

"Can't you understand?" Just when Qian Renxue was hesitating whether to follow Luo Jiutian all the way, Golden Crocodile Douluo appeared next to Qian Renxue, with a dusty look on his face, but he was still energetic and kind. asked.

"Grandpa Jin Crocodile, he has become so strange!" Qian Renxue kept talking.

Thousands of words are gathered into this sentence, but it contains countless helplessness.

"It's not that he has changed, but that he has grown." Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his big hand, gently brushed Qian Renxue's long, silky hair, and landed on Qian Renxue's fragrant shoulders, and said leisurely: "Once upon a time The boy became a man.”

Qian Renxue shook her head, indicating that she did not understand.

Jin Crocodile was not angry, but explained patiently: "He can be regarded as the little guy I watched grow up. He used wet eyes and a praying posture to get care like charity from someone, and he was obsessed with it. ."

"Later, he seemed to have figured it out. Some things don't seem to need a reason."

Golden Crocodile looked at the tent and said in a sad tone: "So when he grows up, he will fight for what he likes and wants, or it is more appropriate to say that he gets it by force. It's just that his methods are better than those of us. The old man is more than a step ahead."

"He himself said that he has passed the age of passion."

"It's better to be humane than to fight and kill, and it's better to attack Tiandou than to let him fall apart."

A flash of light flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes: "So he became well versed in the ways of intrigue. In his own words, it is called the Sword of the Emperor. He became friendless and became hypocritical, sanctimonious, and unscrupulous in the eyes of others. pope."

"But!" Golden Crocodile Douluo said solemnly: "Such a pope is the luck of Wuhun Palace!"

"Being a pope has always been lonely. It is the loneliest path in the world. He does not need friends or relatives. If he is concerned about his heart, he will be unfair to others no matter how much preferential treatment he gives to those who care. Mixed emotions.”

Jin Crocodile said categorically: "You can become a good Pope! This is a ruthless path!"

Qian Renxue stared closely at Golden Crocodile Douluo, raised the curtain, pointed at the portrait broken into two parts and frowned without saying a word.

The corner of Jin Crocodile's mouth twitched, and he patiently explained: "My silly girl, what's the point of cutting this portrait off? He can continue to paint, painting various shapes, different, gentle, strong, and fashionable Yes, classical."

"All images are just definitions in his own mind."

Jin Crocodile felt that his scalp was numb, but he still kept telling lies: "I think he is proving, including those methods, to prove himself to someone, to prove that he is no worse than the two dead guys. !”

"It's just that the means are relatively shameless."

"But these methods are something that Big Brother and Xunji don't have, and they are also something we have never heard of."

"Look, now, does this guy still have a little reputation?"

"The boy who got all the infamy went to Xunji and Lan Dian, these two dead men took the blame."

"Silently, the mainland's thousands-year-old system is in jeopardy."

"Girl, don't stop him, let him make a break with the past." Jin Crocodile said solemnly: "The thousand-year dream of Wuhun Palace has been pinned on him. To me, you are the orthodox one, but for those In terms of titled Douluo and spirit masters who follow what everyone else says."

"They just want to restore the ancient glory of Wuhun Palace and reproduce the so-called angelic glory!"

"No one can stop it. Anyone who blocks this goal will be torn apart by them!"

Golden Crocodile's old face became serious: "Including you, including you, the descendant of the angel god!"

"He is the smartest pope I have ever seen." Jin Crocodile said with a wry smile: "One sentence, "Founding the country, let future generations be proud of you" mobilized the enthusiasm of all soul masters, one sentence changed dynasties, and allowed the family's martial arts to be passed down through the ages. "

"Gathering all titled Douluo into a community of interests."

"Okay, don't think about it. There's no good in thinking too much." Jin Crocodile changed the subject: "Soto City has been defeated. He will witness several games in the Great Soul Fighting Arena in Soto City. In his words, it is called having fun with the people."

"When the time comes, you should be the one standing next to him."

"Don't let the two little girls of the Zhu family take advantage. This is what no one wants to see."

Qian Renxue fell silent. She only felt that there was a big invisible hand, wrapping her and everyone around her and speeding away in an unpredictable direction.And everyone around him, including the golden crocodile grandpa, gradually became greedy, or in other words, just like the light.

It was because I had seen too few evil tricks before, and my life was too smooth.

In this world, people's hearts are inherently evil. I had never seen this before when Tiandou pretended to be the prince.

Are all the people in his hometown so good at calculating?

(End of this chapter)