Zhongli finally rejected the invitation of "Xue Qinghe".
However, he became a guest official in the Prince's Mansion!
"Zhongli, you are really something!"
"You used to send the bill to Xiao Hutao, but now you send the bill to the Prince's Mansion!"
Paimeng couldn't help it, patted Zhongli on the shoulder and complained.
This man is going to eat and take for free to the end!
"By the way, Zhongli, how do you know these things? Didn't we just cross over not long ago?"
What surprised Paimeng was that Zhongli actually knew about this world!
It's so strange, how did he know when he came here for the first time?
Zhongli smiled mysteriously and didn't answer Paimeng's question.
"Humph, don't tell me if you don't want to tell me!"
Paimeng put his hands on his waist, turned his head away angrily, and stomped his feet at the same time.
"I'm going to give you another ugly nickname!"
Zhongli: "..."
"I'll call you the Riddler!"
Zhongli's eyes twitched and he shook his head helplessly.
Paimeng's ability to give people nicknames is really hard to describe.
"Xue Qinghe" left, and she still had a lot of things to deal with.
Before she left, she left behind a token of hers.
There was only one token with the word "Xue".
Zhongli suspected that this token was even more useful in the Spirit Hall than in the Heaven Dou Empire.
Why did "Xue Qinghe" recruit a "social waste" like Zhongli?
It is better to keep a smart person like Zhongli than to give him to other forces!
She can use it, but if others get it, she will suffer!
Fortunately, Zhongli has little soul power and is not considered a strong man. A special talent like him should not be discovered by too many people.
Besides, Zhongli is now a guest of the Prince's Mansion. What does it matter if others know Zhongli's talent?
"Damn, what is the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, what a stupid lonely Bo!"
"Isn't it just relying on the strength of the Titled Douluo?"
"If it were me..."
"Hey, what is that?"
Zhongli and Paimeng heard someone shouting, subconsciously stopped and looked towards the city gate.
This is a group of people, young and old. There
are seven boys and girls in total.
Suddenly, a girl who was complaining seemed to have discovered something, her eyes lit up, and she ran towards Zhongli and Paimeng.
"This, can actually fly?"
Her beautiful eyes widened, looking incredible.
At this time, her companions showed the same expression as her, and several old men were also stunned.
Especially a middle-aged man with a flat head, he looked at Zhongli, then looked at Paimeng, and exclaimed: "Separated beast spirit!"
Separated beast spirit, besides him, there is actually another person in the world!
The same is a separated beast spirit, why is this person's so cute, and can fly...
His, but a creature that is neither a pig nor a dog.
God is unfair!
He quickly came to Paimeng's side and began to look at him.
"Of course Paimeng can fly!"
Paimeng said with his hands on his hips and a proud face.
"Can it talk?!"
The middle-aged man with a flat head was even more surprised.
He has studied countless martial spirits and has read a lot of theoretical knowledge. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the person who knows martial spirits best in the field... no, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the person who knows martial spirits best in the entire Douluo Continent!
However, he had never seen or even heard of a talking spirit!
"You are so weird, uncle. Why can't Paimeng speak?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man with a flat head was surprised, and his eyes lit up. What a magical and unique spirit!
Seeing this, Paimeng felt as if he was stared at by some terrifying creature. He was shocked and quickly hid behind Zhongli.
"Zhongli, this guy is so scary, let's go!"
Zhongli: "..."
Seeing that Zhongli didn't speak, Paimeng was panicked, but seemed to have thought of something.
Zhongli is the Rock Prince, the ruthless man who ended the war between demons and gods. What danger is there with him around?
Thinking of this, Paimeng was no longer afraid.
"Humph..."
With a cold snort, Paimeng put his hands on his hips and said to the middle-aged man with a flat head: "You dare to scare Paimeng, I'm going to give you an ugly nickname to avenge you!"
"I'll call you..."
"Little Flathead!"
The middle-aged man with a flat head: "..."
Everyone: "..."
The middle-aged man with a flat head twitched his eyes, and his calm heart was already turbulent.
Little Flathead?
When he was young, he was also very handsome!
Although he was not as good as this young man named Zhongli, he was definitely one of the most handsome men among his peers!
Time is a butcher knife, killing him and making him cry...
"Xiaogang, this nickname is not bad, Little Flathead!"
"Hahahaha!"
Unable to hold back, another middle-aged man laughed out loud.
"Flender! If you laugh again, I will break up with you!"
"Gah..."
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang was angry, Flender quickly covered his mouth.
"Children's words are not taboo, children's words are not taboo!"
Yu Xiaogang glanced at Flender and murmured.
He is not angry, not angry!
"Little girl, your name is Paimeng, right?"
"You misunderstood me. I was just too excited to see your spirit in this form."
"You are unique!"
"You are a miracle!"
Yu Xiaogang praised without hiding his feelings.
Isn't such a spirit a miracle?
Not only is it a separated beast spirit, but it is also in human form, and it can speak and think, just like an ordinary person!
This is a miracle in itself!
Unique!
Everyone was stunned. In their hearts, Yu Xiaogang was a man of few words. Even when facing Tang San, he had never praised or smiled like this.
However, after he saw this creature called Paimeng, he actually became like this!
You know, Yu Xiaogang is very strict, especially during training.
"Hiss..."
Everyone took a breath and was stunned.
"Master, he, he..."
The little fat man looked confused. Is Paimeng really so magical?
"Hey, you speak so nicely!"
Paimeng smiled. Who doesn't like to hear nice words?
Someone as innocent as Paimeng was deceived at least seven times in one night!
Yu Xiaogang: "..."
After a moment of silence, Yu Xiaogang looked at Zhongli on the side.
Just one glance, the elusive aura of a superior made Yu Xiaogang a little dazed.
Those amber pupils, those phoenix eyes, and that expression, seemed to be out of tune with everyone.
He was the most handsome guy standing in the crowd!
"Brother, can I ask what level of innate soul power you have?"
"I know this question is very presumptuous, but as a scholar, I really want to know about martial soul knowledge!"
"Especially for someone like Paimeng!"
Yu Xiaogang's attitude was very good, but Flanders and others shook their heads.
This is not very presumptuous, Yu Xiaogang is asking for death!
Can innate soul power be asked casually?
Every soul master has his own secrets, soul power and soul skills, etc., not just anyone can ask!
(End of this chapter)