[Douluo] How to break the villain camp!

It was late at night when we returned to Shrek's camp.

In the bonfire at the door, there were scattered pieces of blackened charcoal. The charcoal burned slowly and occasionally made a few soft beeping sounds.

Xu Zhi raised his hand and was about to open the curtain of the tent. At this moment, a voice sounded.

"You're back."

Xu Zhi turned sideways, raised his eyes slightly, and saw the master standing under the tree.

The master was still wearing linen robes and coarse cloth shoes as always. He practiced asceticism and was the most demanding on himself.

"Master." Xu Zhi nodded.

The master closed the notebook in his hand, waved to Xu Zhi, and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Xu Xia subconsciously avoided the sight of the master, pursed her lips, and twisted the tassel chain around her waist with her hands.

The master said, with a calm look on his face: "The black shadow that hurt Hongjun, the person you went to see is -"

Xu Zhi immediately raised his voice, covering the master's voice tightly: "He is here to find me!"

She was like a furry kitten, fiercely raising her claws at the "unfavorable factors" that threatened her precious possessions.

"It must be Xie Yue." Master Dao paused and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, and I have grown up."

"Yeah." Xu Zhi lowered his head, his thoughts tense.

"That's right, if you come, he will come too." The master rubbed Xu Zhi's little head.

Xu Zhi's brows furrowed slightly, and she turned her head sideways, avoiding the master's hand without leaving a trace. However, when she heard these words, she froze, "What's wrong with you? Ahem."

The master didn't receive Xu Zhi's surprised look at all. The master's eyes were blank, as if he was caught in a long memory: "It's still the same as when I was a child. Wherever you are, he is there, like a little tail."

Xu Zhi's cheeks felt inexplicably hot, "Yeah."

The master continued: "The soul power is calm and pure. It seems that he has broken through level 50 for a while and is a good prospect. It's a pity that he is too violent."

It is obvious that the master does not appreciate Xie Yue.

"A sharp knife, if you can't control it, it will be a disaster."

The master's gentle words were like the cold wind in midwinter, driving Xu Zhi's mood to the bottom.

"None of the most famous swords in ancient and modern times does not have its own edges and corners." Xu Zhi puffed up his cheeks and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, I like it."

""

The master thought for a while and decided to skip this topic, "Here."

"Yeah." Although he was in a bad mood, Xu Zhi still took the notebook obediently. She opened her notebook and scribbled through a few pages: "Is this the theory of fusion of martial souls and different bodies?"

"Yes." The master nodded, "Don't you want to know? The answer is inside."

"Master." Xu Zhi closed the book. She looked at the master and narrowed her almond-shaped eyes. "Others may not know its value, but are you not afraid that if I learn it, I will join your army?"

"Girl." The master shook his head and said: "The way of academia lies in communication. Hiding personal secrets will not bring any benefits. The Tiandou Empire advocates extreme flow, and the Star Luo Empire pursues balanced flow, but you and I both know that the best The solution is fusion flow.”

Fusion flow is Wuhundian’s trump card.

Xu Zhi doesn't have much contact with fusion flow, but he also knows how powerful it is. Individual extremes, group balance. The soul master cultivates his personal talents to the extreme, supplements them with suitable teammates to complement each other, and forms a hexagonal team with both offense and defense.

"In that case, you should also know." Xu Zhi paused and tapped his fingertips on the book: "Whundian's fusion flow theory is not spread to outsiders. It is academic exchange-"

Obviously, it's impossible.

"Yes." The master nodded and said, "So, I want to make an exchange with you."

Xu Zhi looked slightly cold, "Exchange?"

The master turned his head slightly and looked at the forest in the distance: "In exchange, I would like to know how to practice twin martial souls. For hundreds of years, there have been only two soul masters with twin martial souls on the mainland. His body has already exploded and died. The other one," the master took a deep breath and said hoarsely, "is the current His Majesty the Pope, Bibi Dong."

"Teacher?" Xu Zhi was really surprised.

Although the twin martial souls under the Pope's crown are not a secret, ordinary people have no chance to know. How could the master know this?

Xu Zhi pursed his lips and his expression darkened, "I don't know."

"I don't need much information. You just need to tell me how she practices, how many soul rings each of the two martial souls have, the age and color of the soul rings, and the fluctuations of her soul power. Are there any bad things? reaction--"

"Master." Xu Zhi returned the notebook to the master, his voice condensed, "I don't know."

"You are the person closest to her. It is impossible for her not to-" The master wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Xu Zhi.

"Even if I know, I shouldn't be the one to negotiate this deal." Xu Zhi's lips were flattened, and his expression was cold. "Don't forget, we are enemies, at least for now."

The master was unusually anxious: "As long as you tell me the key, I, Yu Xiaogang, swear that my disciples and I will never be enemies of Wuhun Palace in this life! To put it bluntly, Xiao San is my most proud disciple. I don’t want him to bear the curse of his twin martial souls. You can understand that, right?”

"I understand, but -" Xu Zhi shook his head and said, "Please discuss this deal with me in person."

"Wen Xuzhi!" The master's expression also turned cold.

Xu Zhi turned his back and clenched his hands slightly, "Master, this is the principle."

"Principle? What a principle! I thought you were different from the people in Wuhun Palace." The master spoke very slowly, and every word was like a sharp blade, cutting people's blood dripping, "Ha. "

The master looked at Xu Zhi's back, but still didn't get the response he wanted.

"It seems like it's really just, I thought."

Listening to the distant footsteps, Xu Zhi loosened his hand little by little.

His palms were dripping with blood.

……

As soon as he walked into Shrek's tent, he saw Ning Rongrong curled up on the bench holding a soft pillow.

Hearing the footsteps, Ning Rongrong rubbed her eyes sleepily and said in a daze: "Tell me where you have been."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Xu Zhi rolled his eyes.

Ning Rongrong stretched out her hand toward Xu Zhi and coquettishly said, "Hug!"

When sleeping, Ning Rongrong always likes to hold on to Xu Zhi, a human-shaped pillow, and calls it fragrant, soft, and rua.

"Yeah." Xu Zhi agreed with a slight smile.

After getting Xu Zhi's response, Ning Rongrong happily nestled into Xu Zhi's arms.

Xu Zhi wanted to hug her back, but was stunned when he raised his hand.

Feeling Xu Zhi's suddenly stiff body, Ning Rongrong raised her head in confusion: "Xu Zhi?"

"It's okay." Xu Zhi smiled softly and patted Ning Rongrong's back gently with the back of his hand.

Ning Rongrong: "Hmm" The touch on her back was gentle, but it seemed a little different from before. As she thought about it, sleepiness came up like a tide, completely washing away the already chaotic thoughts.

When she fell into a deep dream, she heard Xu Zhi whispering in her ear: "Rong Rong, sweet dream."

……

He hugged Rongrong and coaxed her to sleep.

Xu Zhi sighed softly, took out a handkerchief from the soul guide, and wiped away the blood on his palm bit by bit.

There were blood flowers on the plain white kerchief.

"I knew that we would eventually go our separate ways. I just didn't expect separation to come so early."

——tbc——