Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"I don't want to talk to you for the time being." Wang Dong leaned weakly on Tianlongma's neck. Although her father was not a good person, she was unwilling to accept the fact that she might have half-siblings.

"That's great." Mu Xing is well aware of the essence of an argument, which is to jump out of the circle of self-proof, throw the burden of proof to the other party, and use the other party's logic to attack the other party. This makes her almost never lose in an argument, and Electrolux has a deep understanding of this.

So even if the Undead Scourge disagreed, he forced himself to bury those words of condemnation in his heart.

"Here's a little advice for you. Before you say something, think about it at least three times in your mind and then decide whether or not to say it." Mu Xing disguised herself as a petite and cute girl again, and chose a deer soul beast that appeared nearby by chance as a temporary mount.

Wang Dong was quickly attracted by this spirit beast with its sturdy body and elegant posture. Its body was more slender than that of ordinary deer, and its muscle lines were faintly visible under its fur covered with ice and snow. The most eye-catching thing was the pair of antlers on its head made of ice elements. They were like exquisite ice sculptures, with a smooth surface that refracted the surrounding light, and there seemed to be an ice-blue light flowing inside.

It stood on a steep slope covered with ice and snow, its beautiful big eyes half-closed, and its ears occasionally shaking slightly, as if trying to capture the faint sounds around it.

"What kind of soul beast is this?" Wang Dong was attracted by this beautiful creature and for a moment forgot that he was the one who said that angry remark first.

"Icehorn deer. A social soul beast. This one should be alone. Judging from its speed, it is very suitable for Chu Qingtian. It is lucky that they didn't find it." Mu Xing didn't intend to argue with the child, especially such a stupid guy like Wang Dong.

"Can you command more soul beasts? I heard that the beast tides are all led by ferocious beasts."

"If you mean the North, a year ago, the soul beasts I could control were limited to the Frozen Forest. The soul beasts on the ice plains only obeyed the Snow Queen. Unfortunately, she died, and now they have become ownerless beasts." The ice deer carried Mu Xing and ran on the snow. Its four hooves lifted and dropped alternately, leaving barely perceptible hoof prints on the snow. Its body jumped lightly, and the surrounding snowflakes were lifted up, forming a small piece of white snow mist following behind it, as if it was an elf shuttling through the snow mist.

"Wait for me!" Wang Dong drove Tianlongma to follow closely behind, "How did she die? Did she survive a tribulation or..."

"I killed him."

"Oh." Great! Wang Dong, you've made the conversation so boring. You should have known that your neighbor's sister is not a good person. She might even treat the deer as her lunch or dinner today!

"Should we continue to follow those people? Aren't you going to get the fire dragon egg?"

"The old Dengs are not in a hurry, so why should I be? It has been in Dragon Valley for hundreds of thousands of years, so a few days won't make a difference. The egg is not as important as the knife." Mu Xing said casually.

"Don't you think it's strange to use your dragon clan's sword to slay dragons?" Wang Dong found it hard to understand. Maybe this is the racial barrier.

"What's so strange? The old Deng of the Dragon God is not normal. That knife is used to execute the dragon clan. It is also a divine weapon made of the dragon horn of the Dragon God. Let's not talk about the Shura Sword for now. The Dragon Slaying Knife is not comparable to Tang San's harpoon. It's a pity to let it wander around." Mu Xing turned his head to look at her, "Do you still think I'm at a disadvantage now?"

"Maybe you think it's worth it, but I still think girls shouldn't kiss other men casually..." Wang Dong replied gloomily.

"I'm really impressed!" Mu Xing held his forehead with his hand. "You don't understand the value of artifacts at all. Take the God Realm as an example. Generally speaking, it's already quite good for a third-level god to have a quasi-artifact. Many second-level gods don't even have an artifact! Now he's going to find the artifact made by the Dragon God himself for me. I can't just say nothing. No one should take it for granted that they will devote themselves to me until their death! The way of the monarch and his subjects is to repay kindness and loyalty. You should understand this, right?"

"You two don't look like a king and his subject! You are feeding the dragon with your own body, okay?" Wang Dong complained bluntly.

"He doesn't look so good that I can't kiss him. I'll exchange one of his magic weapons for each kiss. Just tell me whether you want to exchange or not!"

"No!" Wang Dong said firmly, tightening his collar and showing an attitude of preferring death to submission.

Mu Xing looked Wang Dong up and down with a scrutinizing look, "No one would ask you for a reward with a divine weapon, and your chastity is not something particularly precious."

"What if he wants more in the future?" Wang Dong retorted unconvincedly. It was hard to imagine that the other party was not only good-looking, but also had such good qualities.

"Am I a stingy dragon?" Mu Xing raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Wang Dong's left arm with a bit of complacency and teasing.

Wang Dong subconsciously grabbed her left arm with her right hand. She had to admit that although she had been shouting that she wanted to kill Tang San, she was not ready to join the game like Mu Xing.

"Can you get rid of this habit of 'strictly disciplining yourself'? Don't fall into the misunderstanding that 'value can only be called value if you create it yourself'. As long as you obtain something legally, it's yours, whether it's obtained through flattery or through choosing a spouse. It's yours, and it's better to have it than not. If you have a way to get it, it's your ability, and that's your value!"

Wang Dong: It is totally impossible to refute...

"What would you do if he didn't find the knife?"

"Give him two slaps, then go to Dragon Valley and dig his father out and bury him somewhere else. The scene may not be pretty, but the result will definitely be fair." When Mu Xing thought of that possibility, the smile on his lips disappeared instantly.

“……”Wang Dong fell silent.

"In fact, most debates are just language games. Others... although I have no interest in this, I have been invited to participate in debates that go beyond the language level."

"What does it mean to transcend the language level?" Wang Dong raised his head in confusion.

"A healthy body will always be useful. You must remember this." Mu Xing casually broke off a branch and came to the center of an open snowfield. "Swordsmanship training requires constant diligence. Get off your horse and draw your sword. Don't let me say it a second time."

Wang Dong reluctantly moved down from the Tianlong horse. After being pressed into the snow, the cold snow reminded her of Mu Xing's previous words asking her to be careful with her words and actions, but she didn't listen at all at that time, so the other party, under the guise of teaching swordsmanship, personally demonstrated to her a deeper impression.

The hot blood dripped onto the snow, forming a pool of blood and water mixture. Wang Dong suddenly realized that Mu Xing's sword skills were something that only people who were constantly fighting and killing could learn. They were sword skills that abandoned all etiquette and swordsmanship and existed only for the sake of survival and killing.

"It doesn't matter. The more mistakes you make, the faster you improve."

Mu Xing's voice came faintly from a distance, and Wang Dong could no longer tell whether he would die first from hypothermia or from excessive blood loss.