The Demon King of Douluo

well.

After walking out of the tent, Dai Shu also woke up. Her sleepy eyes showed that she had not woken up.

It was difficult for a little girl who was just thirteen years old to march with an army. Apart from the time she spent in the carriage, both the roar and the speed of the march made her very uncomfortable.

Not getting enough rest is common.

Ugh... He rubbed his eyes again. There were already dark circles under his bright eyes. Zhou Yu couldn't help laughing for a while.

Tsk, I told you not to follow me. Now it's better. The little tabby cat has turned into a panda.

Humph╯^╰.

Not wanting to talk to you, the little girl snorted softly. She could have rested on the carriage, but she lacked a sense of security in this unfamiliar environment, so she naturally wanted to rely more on Zhou Yu, so she followed him out.

Zhou Yu spread his hands helplessly. In the past two days, he also realized that the most difficult thing about marching and fighting may not be the fatigue of hiking over mountains and ridges, but the constant boredom!

Not everyone is equipped with a carriage like Zhou Yu's, so even high-level soul masters who want to kill time by meditating cannot do so.

Surrounded by well-disciplined soldiers, not even one could speak. This boring and boring walk for more than ten days was a big test for the spirit and will.

Your Majesty, please stay.

The sound was a bit loud. Although it was unclear whether it was calling him, the direction of the sound was indeed where he was. Zhou Yu turned around curiously.

He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in surprise. He was dressed in silver armor. His body was not burly, but his body contained extremely strong energy and fighting spirit.

Ruoyou Ruowu's oppressive force was too obvious. A Contra-level powerhouse was no ordinary person. At the same time, Zhou Yu was also curious about the reason why this person came to him.

Is something wrong with Marshal Ge Long?

Now the little girl Dai Shu was no longer sleepy, and looked at Ge Long curiously with dark circles under her eyes.

Don't care, take off the helmet on your head. Although it is not a magic weapon, the symbolic meaning of this equipment is far greater than its actual effect.

Your Majesty the Duke, I hope you can help us in this war.

State your intention straight to the point.

But this time, it was Zhou Yu's turn to frown and said, I don't understand what Marshal Ge Long means. I don't know how to lead troops in war.

Let's not talk about the status of the two people. The Duke, even the Duke who owns almost a country's territorial fiefdom, is still not as good as a marshal like Ge Long in terms of status.

From the name of the other party, it was obvious that he wanted something from him, and Zhou Yu was not in the habit of casually agreeing to others.

Huh. He breathed lightly. Ge Long really made a lot of determination to come to Zhou Yu this time, so he couldn't fail. His eyes were full of majesty.

Your Majesty, Duke, this war determines the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people. Your Majesty does not understand, but we guys have been on the battlefield for most of our lives and have seen too much cruelty. In the final analysis, if it is possible, Who wants to watch so many lives disappear right before our eyes?

Dying on the way to the charge sounds like a very soldier-style death, but after tens of thousands of people were sacrificed, no one could face the mountains with piles of corpses calmly.

Zhou Yu couldn't do it either. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and left. A faint voice came at the right time.

I will try my best to save their lives. As for how long I can hold on, it all depends on you.

Thank you.

He bowed his body deeply, and his tall and straight body carried too many hopes and responsibilities of the family.

He is the marshal of the armed forces, and no one has greater pressure on his shoulders than him, not even Avalanche. This was not the first time that countless people's lives had been put into his hands. Only he could feel the true meaning behind the passage of numbers most deeply.

Seeing those pairs of expectant eyes gradually turning into despair, Zhou Yu noticed that after taking off his helmet, he, who was only fifty years old and had a cultivation level as high as Contra level, actually had gray hair on his temples!

Oh, it seems like there's a bit of trouble.

Zhou Yu didn't go far and rubbed his brows with a headache. He deliberately avoided Ge Long because he didn't want to get involved in the war between Wuhun Palace, no, Wuhun Empire and Tiandou Empire.

It is true that no matter who he helps, the huge power of faith brought about by this war will make him the biggest gainer, and it is not impossible to go further.

But Zhou Ming never gave any indication, and Zhou Yu didn't want to make any promises. Who knows whose attitude I am on? As a clone of the soul, Zhou Yu's everything will be based on Zhou Ming's will, and he will not hesitate to break his promise.

Master? Didn't you say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda?

That's what Buddha said, not me.

Oh, then it's okay if you don't save them.

Although Dai Shu was kind, she didn't have much affection for these soldiers, and she didn't have any benevolence and righteousness in the world. Therefore, she directly expressed her thoughts when she saw Zhou Yu's distress.

After rubbing the little girl's head, Zhou Yu smiled. It was simple to say that he still couldn't do it without saving her, at least not like Zhou Ming and Lin Xiao.

Besides, a war of this scale is more than just the death of one or two people.

Unhappily, he shook off Zhou Yu's mischievous hand and pouted his little mouth with unhappiness written all over his face. Zhou Yu's mood actually improved a little.

Haha, let's go, I will take you to meet someone.

Huh? Who is it? It's so late, I'm still sleepy.

Ah~ She yawned loudly. Although she was in good spirits, her biological clock was always on time and she couldn't accept staying up late.

Uh...that's true. Let's go tomorrow then.

Zhou Yu thought about it for a while, and he probably rested at this time. It didn't matter to him, but it was inappropriate for the people he wanted to visit this time.

Seeing Zhou Yu's hesitant expression, Dai Shu immediately became interested and lost all sleep. She came closer and asked softly: Master, do you want to take me to see your master, mother?

Boom!

ah!

Her forehead was severely injured. Dai Shu squatted down holding her head, tears streaming from her eyes. She looked at Zhou Yu angrily and gritted her teeth for a moment.

It won't happen again.

snort!

Zhou Yu suddenly felt that the system of Douluo Continent was quite problematic. Such a young child actually knew how to gossip. What was even more strange was that this phenomenon seemed to be too common.

Tang San could also use time travel to explain it. After all, it was normal for an uncle in his thirties or forties to have a more mature soul, but it would be too strange for others to be like this.

You know, the mainstream education system in this world is soul master, and there is very little knowledge in other aspects. Just look at Tiandou Royal Academy, which is known as the Royal Academy of Nobles.

Almost all of them are a bunch of crooked melons and jujubes, and this is actually the best academy in the entire empire. The level of knowledge popularization in the entire Douluo Continent is worrying.

Meditate for another hour today.

I……

Another half hour. Knowing that he couldn't let the little girl bargain, Zhou Yu sealed her retreat with one decisive word.

With the mental detection turned on at almost any time, Zhou Yu felt that Dai Shu had been a little lazy during this period.

In two years, with all kinds of resources poured into it, and at the golden age of a soul master, Dai Shu actually only improved from soul master to soul king level!

If only from ordinary people's perspective, this is already an unprecedented genius! But Zhou Yu felt that it was not enough, far from enough!

Are you kidding me, covered by the three-eyed golden beast, all the top soul beasts in the entire Star Dou Forest have been turned into food, and all kinds of natural and earthly treasures are piled up like mountains.

If these resources were used by ordinary soul masters, even a useless martial soul would be enough to create a soul Douluo!

However, Dai Shu only improved by two major levels. This gap made Zhou Yu frown frequently, but he had no choice but to let it go.

The Nether White Tiger can almost be said to be the magical skill that runs through the entire Douluo series. Although it is only more eye-catching in the early stage, it may even be reduced to a martial soul fusion skill that is just soy sauce after ten thousand years.

But no one can deny the power of this move.

You must know that the power of martial soul fusion skills also depends on the degree of fusion. As long as the martial arts fusion can be achieved, even fifty percent is considered a martial soul fusion skill.

And Xiao Wu and Tang San finally completed the fusion of the two gods, and the fusion degree reached 100%! Otherwise, Tang San would not have been able to completely master the power of God Shura in an instant. How could the power of the God King be so easy to master.

Even Poseidon's inheritance went through a process of resurrection from the dead before he could fully reach the level of quasi-god king, let alone Shura God.

It can be seen that the martial soul fusion skill is powerful after it reaches 100% compatibility. Dai Shu's self-martial soul fusion skill is very special. It is almost a natural ability of divine skill level. Zhou Yu does not want her to waste this talent.

snort!