Douluo V: Starting from Joining the Spirit Hall

At this moment, Zhao Wuji was sitting on a chair and recovering from some injuries, but the damage caused by the sniper rifle was too great.

Zhao Wuji sat in the dark room, staring blankly ahead. His face was still stained with yesterday's dust and sweat, and his clothes were wrinkled, as if he had experienced a fierce battle. He closed his eyes, and the images from yesterday flashed through his mind.

He remembered how he was hit by the bullet from the sniper rifle. At that moment, he seemed to see the God of Death walking toward him with a grin. The sound of the bullet tearing through the air was sharp and harsh, followed by the sharp pain of being penetrated through the flesh. He felt as if his arms were being burned by fire, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes and looked down at his bandaged arm. The skin under the bandage had lost its color and looked pale and terrifying. He touched the bandage gently, as if he could feel the coldness and cruelty left by the bullet.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's heart suddenly tightened, and he turned around quickly, scanning the surroundings with vigilance. This mountain forest is quiet and mysterious, with only the occasional chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind. However, he knew that he was not alone.

Suddenly, a figure slowly walked out from the depths of the woods. It was a man in gray robe. His figure was blurred and his face was hidden in the shadows. The gray-robed man's voice was hoarse and low, as if coming from deep underground, and every word was full of ridicule and contempt.

"I didn't expect that the majestic Prince Fudo would be made like this by a child. It's really ridiculous." The words of the man in gray were like sharp needles, stinging Zhao Wuji's pride and self-esteem.

Zhao Wuji raised his head suddenly, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes. As Fudo Myooh, when had he ever been insulted like this? Even though he was seriously injured at this moment, his pride and dignity could not be trampled on by anyone. He took a deep breath, tried to suppress the pain in his body, and prepared to face this sudden challenge.

The words of the man in gray robe seemed to arouse the animal nature deep in Zhao Wuji's heart, and a monstrous aura emanated from him. Nine soul rings emerged behind him, shining with dazzling light, which was the sign that he was a strong man at the level of Titled Douluo.

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists, powerful soul power surging within his body. His body swayed and he was in front of the gray-robed man in an instant. The two looked at each other, and the air was filled with tension and solemnity.

The man in black was not too embarrassed, Zhao Wuji just said some words in his ear, and then in Wuji's heart, he did not expect that the person in front of him was Haotian Douluo Tang Hao and Tang San turned out to be his son. At this moment, his He was extremely excited, and then Tang Hao cured his internal injuries and left immediately.

Baicheng sat in the dim room, holding those exquisite drawings in his hands, his eyes revealing deep thinking. His brows were furrowed, as if he was trying to solve a complicated puzzle. Although he knew that his identity in Wuhundian had not been exposed and his safety was not serious for the time being, he could not calm down in his heart.

His eyes slowly moved toward the window. The night was hazy and the moonlight shone on the quiet streets. Everything seemed so peaceful. However, his heart was like a rough sea that could not calm down. He must think of a way as soon as possible to get Xiao Wu. This is a task he must complete as the villain.

The figure of Xiao Wu flashed in Bai Chen's mind, that innocent and lovely girl who always had a sunny smile. He knew that Tang San had extremely deep feelings for Xiao Wu, and could even be said to be the most important person in his life. This also made Baicheng more determined to get Xiao Wu.

Bai Chen took a deep breath, knowing that every next step must be done carefully. He couldn't let Xiao Wu have the opportunity to launch any trap, let alone Tang San and his father Tang Hao aware of his plan. He has to stay calm and look for the most opportune moment.

He decided to go to Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqi first. He needed their help to improve his strength. Only in this way can he face future challenges with greater certainty.

Bai Chen stood up and walked towards the door. In the night, his figure gradually disappeared under the dim moonlight. He came to the residence of Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqi.

Bai Chen took a deep breath and felt the quiet night around him. He stood outside Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's residence, with complex emotions welling up in his heart. He knew that the next actions would determine whether he could successfully obtain Xiao Wu, and would also change his destiny.

He put on the nano armor, activated the stealth mode, and his figure instantly disappeared into the night. Like a ghost, he quietly passed through the crack in the door and entered the room.

In the room, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were lying on the soft bed, sleeping in sweet dreams. The moonlight fell from the window and shone softly on their faces, making them look particularly peaceful.

Bai Chen walked towards the bed step by step, his eyes locked on Xiao Wu. A strong desire surged in his heart, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms. But he knew now was not the time.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked Xiao Wu's cheek, feeling the silky smooth skin. His heart was filled with tenderness and determination, as if he wanted to pour all his love into her.

Bai Chen's movements were as gentle as if he was afraid of disturbing the butterfly in his dream. His eyes were full of tenderness and reluctance, as if he wanted to engrav this moment in his heart forever. His fingers lightly traced Xiao Wu's cheek, taking away a touch of moonlight from her cheek. Then, he slowly turned around and walked towards the corner of the room.

There, he took out an ancient and mysterious temple model - the Temple of Taichu. This is his secret weapon and the key to his plan. He gently pressed a gem on the temple, and the temple instantly emitted a dazzling light.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing only felt a soft force wrapping them in their sleep. When they opened their eyes again, they were already in a strange space. They were surrounded by twinkling stars and flowing clouds, as if they were in a fairyland. They looked at each other in surprise, then looked up at Bai Chen.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes. They looked around, and the twinkling stars and flowing clouds seemed to be telling a mysterious and distant story. Everything here seems so unreal, yet so shocking.

Ning Rongrong was the first to break the silence. She asked softly: "Zhuqing, where are we? Have we really entered the fairyland?"

Zhu Zhuqing did not answer immediately, her eyes still stayed in the sea of ​​starlight clouds. After a moment, she slowly spoke: "I don't know either, but the feeling here... is so amazing.