Early the next morning.
At the door of the Eastsea Academy, four figures were already waiting there.
Tang Wulin is standing on the far left. Today he specially changed into a clean white shirt, and his black hair is neatly combed, making him look much fresher.
Xie Xie stood next to him, his short brown hair was rarely flattened, his dark green eyes were full of expectation, and he stood on tiptoes from time to time to look in the direction of the street.
Gu Yue stood a little further away, with long black hair hanging on her shoulders. She was wearing a simple light-colored dress. There was no expression on her cold face, but her stance was straighter than usual.
Wu Zhangkong is standing on the far right, dressed in white as snow, his sky-blue hair glowing coldly in the morning light, his hands behind his back, his expression stern, looking no different from usual.
But if someone familiar with him is present, they will find that his chin is slightly raised than usual.
Xie Xie's patience only lasted about three minutes.
"Teacher Wu."
He couldn't help but get closer to Wu Zhangkong.
"What kind of strong person do you think Shenxiu's elders should be?"
Wu Zhangkong ignored him.
Xie Xie didn't mind at all and continued to talk to himself, "I remember that Eastsea City does not have a family named Zhong. Shenxiu is so strong, his family should not be bad, right?"
As he spoke, his head came closer and closer, his dark green eyes filled with curiosity.
Wu Zhangkong reached out impatiently and pushed Xie Xie's head away.
"How do I know?"
His tone was angry, but his intensity was controlled just right, pushing Xie Xie away without knocking him down.
"This is also my first time meeting the elders of Shenxiu."
Xie Xie was not angry after being pushed away. He rubbed the back of his head and moved closer to Tang Wulin.
"Wulin, tell me, could it be Titled Douluo?"
Tang Wulin thought for a while, "It's possible... Shenxiu is so strong, his family members will definitely not be weak either."
"I think so too. With Shenxiu's talent, the elders in the family will not be far behind!"
Xie Xie's eyes lit up, "Maybe he is the kind of super strong person who never comes out of the world! He is so muscular that he can break a mountain with one punch!"
Tang Wulin couldn't laugh or cry, "Why are you getting more and more outrageous the more you talk?"
Gu Yue stood aside and did not participate in the discussion between the two people.
She looked calmly at the end of the street, her black eyes reflecting the morning light.
Looking forward to it.
Her heart is far more magnificent than she appears on the surface.
This meeting almost determined Douluo Plane Soul Beast Clan's attitude.
If the dragon clan in the alien plane behind Zhong Shenxiu is weak, she is not unable to mercifully incorporate it into the dragon clan system of Douluo Plane.
If the dragons from the alien plane behind Zhong Shenxiu are powerful - then of course she can also flex her boundaries and lead Soul Beast Clan to join the merger.
Yes.
Gu Yue's inner thoughts are so pessimistic.
The more you come into contact with human society, the more you feel that the times are abandoning Soul Beast. Various Soul Tool, Soul Cannon bombs, soul-guided fighter jets... Powerful ocean-going battleships can even challenge Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast on the sea!
With the heavy responsibility of reviving Soul Beast Clan, Gu Yue feels so heavy in his heart.
She has seen too many of Soul Beast's habitats invaded by humans, and has seen too many of her companions reduced to ashes under the bombing of Soul Tool.
The speed of human development is so fast that she, Silver Dragon King, is frightened.
Now you say that there is an alien plane contacting Douluo Continent. Is that alien plane still controlled by the Dragon Clan?
What else is there to say!
Soul Beast Clan gave it!
As long as Soul Beast Clan is not exterminated, it can be treated well.
As long as Soul Ring and Soul Bone don't have to be fed like in this plane, or end up being studied, then Gu Yue can totally accept it!
She has even thought of several merger plans, from the most conservative alliance to the most radical total integration, and has gone through the pros and cons of each plan at least three times in her mind.
As for whether Zhong Shenxiu is willing--
Gu Yue's eyelashes drooped slightly.
She has plenty of ways to make him willing.
As I was thinking about it, I heard footsteps not far away.
Gu Yue raised his head.
At the corner of the street, two figures walked side by side.
The one on the left is Zhong Shenxiu.
He still looks the same today, with his light golden vertical pupils half-squinted, Light-Imperial Ninja Blade hanging on his waist, his steps are unhurried and unhurried, and his whole person exudes a calmness that belies his age.
But everyone's eyes fell on the man on the right.
That was a tall man.
Even though he was wearing ordinary human clothes - a dark red long-sleeved top and black trousers - his tall figure was still very oppressive. His shoulders were so broad that he could lift a mountain, and the muscles of his arms made his sleeves slightly bulging. He stood there like a volcano that was about to erupt at any time.
But what's most striking is his hair and eyes.
His short crimson hair was like a burning flame, billowing slightly in the morning breeze. His eyes were crimson red, and there seemed to be lava flowing in his pupils. When his gaze swept across the crowd, it carried an innate heat and pressure.
His skin is a healthy bronze color, his face is angular, his eyebrows are high, his nose is straight, his lips are slightly pursed, and his whole person exudes an awe-inspiring and domineering aura.
But his stance was - how should I put it - too upright.
Like a soldier who is accustomed to obeying orders, standing next to his commander, ready to receive instructions at any time.
And this "sir" was obviously the ten-year-old boy next to him who only reached his waist.
Xie Xie opened his mouth wide and didn't close it for a long time.
Tang Wulin was also stunned, his big eyes full of shock.
Wu Zhangkong's pupils shrank slightly.
Gu Yue's eyes stayed on the red-haired man for about three seconds, and then moved to Zhong Shenxiu's face.
The corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
A "guard" has such an aura - the "family" behind Zhong Shenxiu is more interesting than she imagined.
Zhong Shenxiu stopped in front of everyone.
He glanced sideways at the red-haired man next to him, then turned back, his tone as calm as if he was introducing an insignificant person.
"This is Badi. My family's guard."
Badi Holy Dragon took half a step forward, scanned the crowd with his red eyes, and then bowed slightly.
"Hello everyone."
His voice was deep and deep, like thunder rolling out of his chest, but his tone was surprisingly respectful.
"Master, thank you for taking care of me on weekdays."
Xie Xie's mouth opened wider.
Tang Wulin waved his hand subconsciously. "No... no, no, it's Shenxiu who takes better care of us!"
Badi Holy Dragon straightened up and his eyes stopped on Tang Wulin for a moment.
At that moment, his nostrils twitched slightly, as if he was smelling something.
Then a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure.
Gu Yue looked at Badi Holy Dragon, a trace of imperceptible satisfaction flashed in his black eyes.
Very strong. Although he deliberately restrained his aura, the power contained in that body is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary Soul Master. And that kind of pure, almost instinctive affinity for flames -