Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

"We are just picking up the slack, it's Brother Yun who is fighting the tough battles."

Gordon said with some shame.

Yuntiange said: "What did Deputy Palace Master Gordon say? If you hadn't arrived in time, I might have been seriously injured and died."

"Hahaha."

Malphite laughed and said, "This is because your recovery speed is amazing. We just played a small role in helping you."

"By the way, I have reported the results of this battle to the top. I believe there will be feedback from the top soon."

Malphite's eyes were intense, and he patted Yun Tiange on the shoulder and said, "Of course, this is a battle report with Brother Yun as the main body."

Yuntiange smiled brightly and said calmly: "Bishop Malphite is interested, but I don't have much thought about this."

He twisted his neck, and the Immortality Secret circulated his soul power rapidly among his limbs and bones for a long time.

Yuntiange felt that his body had almost recovered, so he spoke again: "Thank you all so much this time. I am no longer in serious condition, so I won't bother you anymore."

"Brother Yun."

Malphite said earnestly: "Your talent really amazes me. With the strength of Soul Lord, you can kill so many evil soul masters."

"If a talent like you joins our Spirit Hall, he will receive unimaginable resources."

He paused and glanced at Yuntiange's reaction. Seeing that the other party's expression did not change, he felt a little anxious and said: "With your talent, you can enter the Pope's Palace directly and be accepted as a disciple by the titled Douluo-level elders." possible."

Gordon also tried to persuade him: "Brother Yun, I guess you have a huge hatred for the evil soul master, right?"

"Evil Soul Master, even the two major empires or several major sects are talking about it with disdain. But you have repeatedly taken the initiative to attack."

Yuntiange's face turned cold, his fists were clenched, and there seemed to be murderous intent in his eyes.

The evil soul master is an existence that he must destroy.

The feud between parents is never shared.

And his hatred was different from that of Tang San, who also shared the hatred of his parents.

There are still many innocent people in Wuhun Palace, but none of the evil soul masters are innocent.

Their hands were all stained with blood.

Gordon and Malphite looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Malphite struck while the iron was hot and said with a smile: "Brother Yun, you also know how hard our Spirit Hall can attack evil spirit masters."

He patted Yuntiange on the shoulder again and said boldly: "I'm not bragging, if it weren't for our Wuhun Palace, evil soul masters would have flooded the Douluo Continent long ago."

"How many crimes will be caused? How many innocent people will suffer at the hands of those beasts?"

Speaking of this, Malphite's tone couldn't help but become a little heavy.

The reason why he is able to become the youngest bishop of Wuhun Palace is that he has a soul power as high as level 34 at the age of 62.

What's even more important is the number of evil soul masters he has killed over the years.

He has seen too many tragedies caused by evil soul masters.

"Brother Yun, the mission of our Spirit Hall is to eliminate evil spirit masters. You also know this."

Gordon's face was full of solemnity.

Yuntiange smiled bitterly and said, "What you two said really moved my heart."

He was indeed moved.

This is not about how eloquent and eloquent Malphite and Gordon are.

In fact, truly clever lobbyists often don't talk nonsense and talk nonsense.

They will only point out the key points of interest accurately and keenly.

This is just like when two armies are at war, lobbyists often persuade the enemy's general to surrender rather than directly causing the other party to switch sides.

Instead, he would say that the next time he came, he was coming to save the general's life.

The same goes for Gordon and Malphite.

"However, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you two."

Yuntiange shook his head and said slowly under the astonished gazes of Malphite and Gordon: "I will not join the Spirit Hall, at least not for now."

Malphite and Gordon looked at each other, each seeing the helplessness in the other's eyes.

"Okay, Brother Yun." Malphite rubbed his head and said distressedly.

"We can't be colleagues, but we can still be friends."

Yuntiange smiled and said: "Of course, I am honored to be friends with you."

Gordon also had three brothers who played together that day, as well as Bai Qiwen and Kilo who were unable to play.

They are all respectable people.

Although they were not strong, when had he, Yuntiange, valued these things when making friends?

He doesn't care about strength, talent, or origin.

Including everyone from the Wuhun branch in Notting City, the white-haired and always nagging Matthew Nuo, and "Blind Douluo" Su Yuntao, they all formed bonds with Yuntiange in battles with evil soul masters again and again. Deep friendship.

"If you want to leave, we won't stop you." Gordon smiled faintly and said, "But before leaving, everyone has to have a good drink."

Malphite took up the conversation and said in a ferocious manner: "Hmph, if you don't drink this wine, you won't even be able to walk out of the Spirit Hall."

This tall man like an iron tower bulged his mouth and backed away, blocking the door tightly with his body, as if the road was blocked.

"Hahaha."

Yuntiange couldn't help but burst into laughter, patted his chest and said, "I'll stay with you till the end, as long as you don't disdain my drinking capacity."

"A light drinker?" Gordon rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "That's a good relationship. Not only can I drink you, but I can also save a lot of money on drinks."

"Hahahahaha."

The room was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

"When Bai Qiwen and others come back, they will go to help the city lord's mansion deal with the aftermath. Let's go to the restaurant to have a good drink."

Yuntiange scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "But before I have a good drink, can you give me something to eat first? It's best to have more meat. I'll drink porridge for several days..."

"Hahahahaha."

The room was once again filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

. . . . . .

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Behind the Papal Palace is a small lake as clear as a mirror.

An exquisite and gorgeous pavilion is dotted on the water and sky.

This is the residence of Pope Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong lay lazily on her side on the bed, her long burgundy hair scattered randomly behind her, and her face was flawless. Time had hardly left any trace on her body, but gave her a more mature charm.

The slender jade fingers slid over the letter intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yun Tiange?"

"Is this the person Nana likes?"

"12 years old, level 37 soul master, martial soul chaos bell, soul ring two purple and one black. Since awakening martial soul at the age of six, he has killed a total of 130 evil soul masters."

"A very talented boy."

She turned the letter into nothingness and looked at the mirror-like lake outside the window. She murmured, "Nana, I hope you don't make the same mistake as your teacher."

"Yuntiange, are you a person worth trusting?"