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Chapter 17 The Past of Dugu Bo

"Okay, Rongrong, since your father wants to see me, I will definitely visit you personally after I finish my work." Jiang Siming smoothed things over.

Ning Rongrong glanced at Dugu Bo, crossed her hands on her chest, said "hum", tossed her hair, and walked away pretending to be cool.

"Boy, I'm becoming more and more suspicious of what kind of academy this is. Is it a place where the three upper sects unite to deal with the Wuhun Palace to train talents?" Dugu Bo asked. Two people from the upper three sects appeared here.

He suspected that the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family was also involved. He became more and more wary. If it was one of them, although he was also wary, he would not care too much.

.But after all, the Haotian Sect is reclusive and the Qibao Glazed Sect has always praised harmony and wealth. Although the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family is tyrannical, its strength is a bit weaker than the other two sects. Dugu Bo Tangtang was granted the title

Douluo may not necessarily give them face. But if the three sects have secretly united, then even the Spirit Hall will not dare to ignore it.

"You should think too much about this. It's mostly a coincidence that they appear here. And there are no people from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family here." Jiang Siming said helplessly. After all, the younger generations of two top sects appeared in succession.

Moreover, not to mention that the status of these two people is not comparable to that of ordinary sect disciples.

If Jiang Siming didn't know the real situation and said there was nothing fishy, ​​he might not even believe ghosts. Jiang Siming is not afraid of Dugu Bo publicizing it everywhere. Dugu Bo is a guest of the Tiandou royal family. And the Qibao Glazed Sect is biased towards the Tiandou royal family. Qibao

Ning Feng Zhigui, the leader of Liuli Sect, is the crown prince and grand master. Dugu Bo will not offend easily.

"It seems that you have to wait a moment. Xiaosan and the others are going to fight souls. Why don't we take advantage of this time to pass a few moves." Jiang Siming had not long since unsealed the Immortal Sword. He just wanted to test its power.

"Boy, don't think that you are very powerful just because you made me suffer a little. Although I don't focus on force, I am still a titled Douluo. I can crush you with my soul power alone." Dugu Bo disdainfully put his hands on his hips.

road.

"How will you know if you don't try?" Jiang Siming is a master of the Immortal Sword.

"Huh? Boy, why is your martial spirit similar to the two swords from last time but different? Could it be twin martial spirits?" Dugu Bo asked doubtfully.

"My martial spirit is a bit strange and can change into different forms." Jiang Siming fabricated.

"What kind of special abilities does this fairy sword have?" Jiang Siming said in his heart.

"Senior, are you ready?" Jiang Siming raised his sword in an attack posture.

"Come on!" Dugu Bo still put his hands on his hips. He is a titled Douluo, so he naturally has the arrogance of a titled Douluo.

Jiang Siming didn't say much, purple, purple and black, and three soul rings slowly emerged.

Dugu Bo finally lost his composure and said, "Who are you? It's incredible."

Jiang Siming's second soul ring lit up.

"Possessed by the God of Death" As Jiang Siming broke through level 30, the amplification effect of Possessed by the God of Death increased by 10%, which means that all attributes are now increased by 60%.

Jiang Siming suddenly became more energetic, and Dugu Bo frowned.

Jiang Siming kicked his feet fiercely, leaving an afterimage on the ground. He ran straight towards Dugu Bo. He saw that Dugu Bo did not dodge, and punched out. The powerful soul power was carried by the strong wind and blasted towards him.

Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming dodged and avoided the blow. He immediately changed direction and swung out a sword energy.

Dugu Bo's body shook, and a wall of soul energy formed around him to resist the sword energy.

At this time, Dugu Bo frowned again. Suddenly he felt a burst of sadness, and he thought of his wife who died early, and his son who died suddenly due to the poison of the martial spirit itself.

"That's not right." Dugu Bo's eyes widened. His whole body's soul power was shaken again, clearing away all these negative emotions.

"Boy, your martial spirit can actually affect my emotions and bring back sad memories. What a monster."

"No fight." Dugu Bo waved his hand. He was no longer in the mood to fight with Jiang Siming.

"I will still call you little monster from now on. Why do you have so many weird tricks?" Dugu Bo said angrily.

"If I said that I just learned about its effect, would you believe it?" Jiang Siming smiled helplessly.

"It seems that my Immortal Trap Sword can stimulate negative emotions in others. If it matches my evil aura, wouldn't the effect be even more powerful?" Jiang Siming thought in his mind.

Jiang Siming put away his martial spirit and walked to Dugu Bo. He handed him another cigarette and said, "Can you tell me your past story?" Jiang Siming just saw the sad expression on Dugu Bo's face and was a little curious.

said.

"Little monster, don't mind your own business." Dugu Bo didn't want to talk about it.

"What do you think of these cigarettes? If you tell me, I will give you a box." Jiang Siming raised his eyebrows and said seductively.

"Your cigarette is pretty good, but do you really want to hear it?" Dugubo asked.

Jiang Siming said "Yeah", lit up a cigarette and started puffing away.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Siming had stirred up Dugubo's past memories, and the effect of the Immortal Trap Sword had not really faded away. For the first time, Dugubo wanted to tell someone about his past.

After all, no matter how powerful a person is, he is just a human being. Living in isolation is either a god or a beast. Although Dugu Bo is cold and does things only based on his preferences, he is also a kind and kind person. This can be seen from the original work. Dugu Bo took a puff of cigarette

, began to tell.

"My son, an innate seventh-level soul, is extremely talented! He reached the level of a 60th-level soul emperor at the age of 35. I have always regarded him as my pride. In the same year, my daughter-in-law gave birth to a lovely daughter, my lovely granddaughter.

But why didn't he tell me? If he had told me, maybe the tragedy would not have happened." Dugu Bo became more and more excited, and his eyes could not help but turn slightly red.

"My granddaughter Dugu Yan was just one month old, and I took her to play in the city. But not long after I left, the toxins that had accumulated in my son's body finally broke out. Not a blade of grass grew in a radius of ten miles." Dugu Bo couldn't help crying.

It slipped. The smoke had burned out and he didn't even notice it burned his fingers.

Jiang Siming did not expect that the seemingly cold-hearted Dugu Bo had such a past. Perhaps the more inhumane a person is, the more sincere his love for his family members. Just like in the original work, Tang San was sincere to him, and he was sincere to Tang San.

He also tried his best.

Jiang Siming unconsciously patted Dugu Bo on the shoulder.

"Old man, if you don't mind, we will be friends from now on." Jiang Siming said slowly.

"Are you pitying me? I, Dugu Bo, don't need sympathy from others." Dugu Bo said stubbornly.

"You, a mighty Titled Douluo, need my pity? If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it." Jiang Siming pouted.

Dugu Bo was silent, neither denying nor admitting.

The sun gradually sets in the west, and the afterglow falls on the two people standing smoking in the sunset.
Chapter completed!
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