Douluo: Why do you need to fight one-on-one when you can fight in groups?

This is a small town.

It's called Fudu City.

This city is not well-known on the mainland.

But for Wang Mo, this small town has extraordinary significance.

Because this is his hometown.

Wang Mo walked in the city, silent, just watching everything here.

Next to him was Li Mo, who was looking around curiously.

"It's not what it used to be." Wang Mo smiled and said something he would say every time he returned to his hometown from a certain time on.

"Master Wang Mo, what was your previous home like?" Li Mo asked curiously.

Li Mo has lived in the Haotian Sect since he was a child and has never been down the mountain.I am very curious about the scenery under the mountain, the prosperity of this world, and this world.

"The first step to understand the mainland is to understand Master Wang Mo's hometown." Li Mo smiled in his heart.

"It hasn't changed. It's not bad for a small town that hasn't disappeared after so many years. What else can it become?" Wang Mo shook his head and said:

"It's just that there are no people I know well in this city. To a certain extent, this is just a familiar and unfamiliar city to me."

Wang Mo still remembers his former home, his former smile, and everything.

Now I finally got my revenge.

Wang Mo smiled, no longer feeling sad about Spring and Autumn, and quickened his pace a little.

"Uh..." Li Mo hurriedly followed, thinking carefully, looking a little troubled, and muttering in his heart: "What? Why is it so familiar and strange at the same time? Hmm... It must be because Lord Wang Mo is very knowledgeable!"

Wang Mo went to the former site of a mansion in the city.

Although the land at this location has experienced bloody events, it is still selling well after being brought into the city lord's palace, but it still has no new owner.

Because Wang Mo, the old owner, has already bought it.

Li Mo stood behind the silent Wang Mo and looked at the dilapidated mansion in front of him, although he had been asked to clean it. He was a little confused.

"Lord Wang Mo, what's going on??"

After a long time, Li Mo's legs started to hurt.

very tired.

After all, she is just an ordinary person.

However, although he was very tired, Li Mo still had no intention of sitting down and resting.

Wang Mo came back to his senses, noticed Li Mo's state, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry."

"Let's take a rest first." Wang Mo opened the door of the mansion in front of him and walked in with Li Mo, who was limping because of Wang Mo.

Deep in the courtyard of the mansion, there is a garden.

But the garden looked eerie.

Because there are many tombs in this garden, they occupy the whole garden and spread under the garden.

This place is much messier than other places.

It seemed that even the cleaners Wang Mo hired a long time ago were not willing to clean this ghostly place with graves everywhere.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Li Mo couldn't help but hold his hands together, feeling chilled all over.

Although there were many more tombs on the mountain gate of Haotian Sect after Bibi Dong and the others left, they were at the back of the mountain after all. She had not visited them after digging the pits herself.

Wang Mo looked at the three tombs and monuments in front of him, which were his father, mother, and lover Xiaoqing. His figure was bleak, and he slowly squatted down and just stared blankly.

I don't know when, tears were streaming down my face.

After a while, Wang Mo took out a blood-stained bag from his space soul guide.

Wang Mo said: "Mom, Dad, Xiaoqing, and clan members, I'm back. I've avenged you. Here is the head of our enemy, but I can't give him to you. Presumably, you don't want to see it underground. To this disgusting guy?"

The bag in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the sloppy head floated above Wang Mo's palm, instantly turning into pieces.

enemy...

Ah.

In front of the enemy, I became blind, and finally succeeded in killing the enemy.

The remnants of the Haotian Sect...

Will he also succeed in taking revenge?

This has nothing to do with Wang Mo.

Just like what he told the little girl before, he did not think that this generation of Wuhun Palace would be destroyed.

Not to mention the pervert Mu Zige who seems to have three 10-year-old soul beasts following him, as far as Hu Liena, Xieyue, Yan, Tang Lingling, Duguyan and others are concerned.

Which of them is not an absolute genius?

There are also some descendants who have gods beside them, and the number is exaggerated.

There is also the treasure house of the two worlds of ice and fire.

There are also big worshippers, the Pope, two level 99 ultimate Douluo, and the second worshipper Golden Crocodile Douluo also wants to break through.

At that time, there will be three Ultimate Douluo.

And himself, Wang Mo.

He will definitely become a god in the future.

Such a powerful force can be traced back thousands of years, tens of thousands of years.

Can't see it either.

Even if Wuhun Palace is really destroyed in the future, it will only be a long, long time later.

"Let's go."

Wang Mo turned and left.

Li Mo also quickly followed.

Before leaving the house, he met the sweeper he hired more than 20 years ago.

The worker was still a little confused.

Why did Wang Mo come back so early this time?

Wang Mo smiled without explaining.

One year's wages were paid again.

……

Tiandou and Xingluo are already at war on the border.

As Ning Fengzhi thought, the private soldiers from each family were sent to die.

This group of private soldiers will serve as the vanguard of Tiandou's army.

And relying on this group of private soldiers, Tiandou won a great victory.

This group of private soldiers numbered [-]. As soon as they arrived on the battlefield, they were pulled out to confront the enemy.

Use this as bait to attract Xing Luo to take the bait.

A big victory was won.

It's just that the group of private soldiers was reduced by nearly half, leaving only more than 5 people, and they had a tendency to mutiny.

Every day, people keep shouting: "Tian Dou doesn't regard our lives as fate. I'm here to fight, not to die."

"Are all the generals in Tiandou incompetent? I almost died."

Things like that.

It also slightly affected some people.

But Xue Qinghe's reputation among civilians and the military is not weak.

Most soldiers believe it.

Your Majesty will not do this.

Even if they did, it would be up to the generals to decide on their own.

In response, a few officers gathered together to discuss some matters.

There were three people in the military tent.

One is wearing heavy armor, one is wearing light armor, and one is dressed as a scholar. They are all middle-aged.

The heavily armored general looked at the map on the table in front of him and said, "What do you think will be done with the private soldiers recruited from the family?"

"General, you have to ask the military advisor about this." The light-armored general Krad, who brought the private soldiers of various families to the front line, snorted coldly, revealing his deep dissatisfaction:

"I have long suggested that we let all the private soldiers die on the battlefield before we break out of the ambush. But the military advisor insisted that this could not maximize the benefits. Some private soldiers had to be left behind. It created a mess. . I want to see how the military advisor maximizes profits."

Krad stared at the military advisor, the anger in his eyes undisguised.