Douluo's opening send-off system

Three years ago, Liu Erlong was still trapped in the harm caused to her by Yu Xiaogang, unable to extricate herself. She could only numb herself with overloaded work, and her cultivation progress was slow.

At the time of the founding of Quicksand, several geniuses with innate soul powers of level eight or nine were recruited from the branch hall of Wuhun Palace. Manpower was tight and there was no way anyone could be found to teach and brainwash them.

Therefore, Han Wuyi turned his attention to Liu Erlong, who had a high-level academy independent of the seven sects and two countries.

They arrived together with the four major titled Douluo, and directly invited Liu Erlong to the branch hall of Tiandou City's Spirit Hall for tea.

Looking at Liu Erlong who was still drinking tea calmly after being imprisoned, Han Wuyi nodded in his heart.

"Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Ling Donglai, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. However, I personally prefer to call myself Han Wuyi."

"I know you, you are that woman's disciple, what? Do you plan to get rid of me, your teacher's love rival, to please your teacher, so that you can claim credit in front of her?" Putting down the teacup, Liu Erlong mocked coldly, although she was very She wanted to throw the tea cup, but she didn't want her angry side to be known to that woman.

"I think you have misunderstood, senior. I have no intention of killing senior."

"Are you inviting me here? Do you want to invite me to tea?" She bit the word "invite" very hard.

Han Wuyi smiled calmly and said, "I just want to ask senior a question."

"What? Is there something that that woman doesn't know?" Liu Erlong's face became even more mocking, with a hint of disdain.

"I just want to ask, has Yu Xiaogang ever seen the clan insignia that represents the identity of the seniors?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Erlong stood up abruptly, smashed the teacup in his hand at Han Wuyi, and asked angrily: "Did that woman instigate you to alienate my relationship with Xiaogang?"

Han Wuyi tilted his head slightly, and the teacup flew out while wiping his cheeks. It picked up a strand of hair and smashed against the wall and shattered into pieces.

"No, I'm just here for you. I know you won't believe my words, but I think you will be familiar with this person. He is here. If you ask him, you will know everything. "

Pushing an envelope in front of Liu Erlong, he stood up and left. When he reached the door, he stopped and said: "I have given you the address. As for whether to go or not, you can decide whether you want to continue living in the dream you made up. It’s your own.”

After saying that, he left, followed closely by Dugu Bo, Leng Muwan, Mu Qingyan, and the unknown titled Douluo who was still a stickman.

When he walked out of the room, he saw Salas, who was eavesdropping from the corner. Before he could leave, his eyes narrowed.

Salas, seeing that the situation was not good, turned around and ran away, but how could a mere Soul Saint escape in front of four titled Douluo?

The next moment, Salas was lifted back by Leng Muwan and Mu Qingyan, who each grabbed one hand and pinched his neck together.

"Master, what should I do with him?"

"Let him live for a while first and save it to build momentum for Liusha in the future. Dugu Bo, you have to keep a close eye on him!"

"Yes! Son!"

……

Holding the envelope in a daze for a long time, Liu Erlong didn't know where to go. She was very scared, afraid that the encounter, acquaintance, acquaintance, dependence, and separation with Yu Xiaogang were all a carefully planned conspiracy.

But she is just an illegitimate daughter. Although she has good talents, what is there for Yu Xiaogang to plot?

While she was thinking, seeing Han Wuyi coming back again, she couldn't help but frown: "Why are you here again?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered that this is my territory and it's you who should leave!"

"Qingyan, Muwan, see the guests off!"

Liu Erlong looked confused until he was held up by Leng Muwan and Mu Qingyan's arms and thrown into the street.