"Okay, I promise. Tell me, what is the past, so mysterious? ”

Song Jiu sat casually on the side, staring at Wen Mu with his eyes, this look was full of curiosity, and the fire of gossip was burning.

Yueguan touched the back of his head and said, "Actually, this matter is quite bloody, although Wen Mu is a member of the Wind Sword Sect, he has never been admitted by the Wind Sword Sect, the reason......

It's just because he is the illegitimate son of the Wind Sword Sect's sect master, to be precise, it should be the illegitimate son of the Wind Sword Sect and a slave.

This kind of identity will not be treated in any sect, let alone the Wind Sword Sect, one of the next four sects.

In order to maintain the reputation of the sect, the sect master of the Wind Sword Sect never disclosed Wen Mu's identity to the public, and even refused to let him return to the sect for a time.

And the only time he was allowed to return to the sect was because during the elite competition of the continent's advanced soul master academy, one of the main members of the Wind Sword Sect died unexpectedly, due to the lack of the main force, Wen Mu was temporarily allowed to return to the sect for a few days and let him help participate in the competition......"

"I'll ...... This is too bloody, right, so in the end, Wen Mu really agreed to help? ”

Song Jiu's eyes widened, this is simply a copy of the protagonist who has a live and unfortunate beginning, I never expected that in real life, there really is such a person.

Yueguan spread his hands and said helplessly: "I really agreed, after all, Wen Mu's talent in the Wuhun Hall at that time was at most middle-to-top, and there was no chance to become a member of the Wuhun Hall team to participate in the competition."

Even if it was just for this quota, he had no reason to refuse, otherwise Wen Mu would never have the opportunity to participate in this grand competition again in his life. ”

"It's not...... The Wind Sword Sect treats Wen Mu like this, so he doesn't have any rebellious mentality? If it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have entered this sect again in my life. ”

Song Jiu looked at Yueguan with suspicious eyes, he couldn't understand why Wen Mu made such a choice.

"Probably...... Maybe this is blood, I can't tell the truth, but no matter how much I hate it, it is my father's sect, which is an indisputable fact.

However, after that, Wen Mu never went back, and even announced in front of the Wind Sword Sect that he would never step into the Wind Sword Sect again, as for what happened, maybe only he himself knew. ”

Speaking of blood, Yueguan's eyes couldn't help but darken, he had lost all his relatives since he was a child, and he was very envious of those who had families.

Even if it's like Wen Mu, at least there are relatives in this world, isn't it? In any case, it is better than him as an orphan.

The powerful spiritual power made Song Jiu sensitively discover the abnormality of Yueguan, and it happened that he knew Yueguan's background very well, so he didn't continue to ask Yueguan anything.

"Alright, you can go to the rest party." As he spoke, Song Jiu stood up, and somehow, he seemed to have been lazy recently.

Day by day more lazy, day by day more sleepy, in this way, Song Jiu is estimated to enter a state of hibernation.

Song Jiu just took two steps, yawned lazily, and then suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, and said:

"By the way, Yueguan, accompany me back to the Pope's Palace tomorrow, that ghost guy, why hasn't he come back yet......"

"Ghost guy......" As soon as he heard Song Jiu's words, Yueguan suddenly forgot the sadness just now, and instead showed a gritted tooth look.

"Miko, I'll be waiting for you in the living room tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, sleep and sleep, wait for me tomorrow morning~"

……

The next morning, no ...... It should be early in the morning!

At four o'clock in the morning the next day, Yueguan hurriedly put on his clothes, and then couldn't wait to come to the living room.

At this time, it was not yet dawn, how could Song Jiu get up, Yueguan was not a fool, he naturally understood that Song Jiu could not get up so early.

But it's exciting!

Believe me, this excitement is not that Yueguan wants revenge or repairs ghosts, but that he wants people.

Pinch your hands and count...... Yueguan and the ghost have not been separated for decades.

This is a good friend for decades, not to mention that they haven't seen each other for a few days, even if they don't see each other for a few hours, they are panicked.

The world of good friends, you won't understand!

It's just that...... It's a morning......

Sitting on this comfortable sofa now will make Yueguan feel like sitting on pins and needles.

In the end, Yueguan really can't wait.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Song Jiu finally ...... There was a knock on the door.

Please believe him, if there was no knock on the door, Song Jiu would definitely be able to sleep until dawn!

That's strength.

Bang bang bang –

The annoying knock on the door kept ringing, and no matter how Song Jiu covered his ears with a pillow, he couldn't completely resist the disturbing bang.

"It's coming, it's early in the morning, what's the trouble?!"

Song Jiu threw the pillow angrily, and walked out of bed in his yellow mouse pajamas...... No, it should be Pikachu pajamas that are specially made to be customized.

Bang Dang!

Song Jiu violently opened the door, shrugged his eyes and yelled, "What are you doing, you don't let people sleep?!" ”

Looking at the yellow mouse in front of him who hadn't woken up yet, but was roaring wildly, the corners of Yueguan's eyes couldn't help but tremble like a dance.

"Son of God...... It's already twelve o'clock at noon, when are we going back to the Papal Palace......"

Yueguan stared at his dark circles (he was so excited that he didn't fall asleep at all last night), and asked with a forced smile.

"Ahhh......h Twelve o'clock? Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, then looked out the window......

"Xiao Yueyue, don't be kidding, it's still dark, are you and me at twelve o'clock at noon? Tricksters. ”

Song Jiu pointed to the dark sky outside the window and said with a resentful expression.

He was just having a near-perfect dream, and he was just one last point, and he could ......

But he was almost woken up!

Not only that, Yueguan even lied to him, this dark sky obviously didn't look like twelve o'clock at noon.

Poor Yueguan, is this so and thirsty that you hallucinate?

For a while, the anger in Song Jiu's eyes turned into pity.

baby, he can be understood!

But Song Jiu's compassionate gaze made Yueguan's smile freeze, this Nima ...... Is there a misunderstanding...... Why did Song Jiu show that kind of look......

Misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, Song Jiu definitely misunderstood something!

Yueguan only feels that his little heart is fluttering now, as if he did something that he couldn't find out when he was a child, and then he was caught by his parents.

This scared the moon and forgot to explain the time.

Song Jiu patted Yueguan lightly, and said earnestly: "Child, I understand your feelings, but can we wait until dawn first?" Don't worry, don't worry. ”

After speaking, Song Jiu slammed the door shut, and then returned to the bed again to reminisce about the dream just now.

Outside the door, Yueguan looked at the closed door with a confused expression, what did Song Jiu understand?

God...... What did he understand!

Most of all, he wanted to say that it was dark outside only because it was cloudy, and it was really twelve o'clock at noon......

Thinking of this, Yueguan couldn't help but raise his hand again, ready to knock on the door again, but after looking at the sky outside, he finally put down his hand silently, "Alas...... What kind of iniquity is this......"

……

Half an hour later, in the living room.

"Yueguan, where's my brother?"

Xiao Wu looked around, what should be there and what shouldn't be, even Tang San, Bai Ye and Dugu Bo came over to eat, but Song Jiu was the only one who wasn't there.

The corners of Yueguan's mouth twitched, and then he involuntarily looked in the direction of Song Jiu's room, "Shenzi...... Miko may still be sleeping, today's weather is suitable for sleeping. ”

"Still sleeping!? What time is it, oh my God. Xiao Wu pointed to the clock on the side and said with an exaggerated expression.

After speaking, she was about to wake up Song Jiu, but Mother Rabbit stopped her again.

"Xiao Wu, let your brother sleep, it's hard to rest and rest, so don't disturb him."

"Okay, let's have dinner then." Xiao Wu pouted cutely, looking unhappy.

Of course, she was not happy because Mother Rabbit didn't let her wake up Song Jiu, but because there was no brother at the dinner table today, that's all.

"Cut, big lazy worm, go back to sleep!"

Xiao Wu stuck out her tongue in the direction of Song Jiu's room, but this time she spoke in a much quieter voice.

Yueguan glanced at Xiao Wu and Mother Rabbit twice, and then silently walked to the dining table.

……

Early in the morning of the third day, it was a sunny morning.

The sun rises slowly in the east, illuminating the entire land.

As the sun rose, Song Jiu finally woke up from his sleep, and this time, he slept for nearly thirty-six hours, that is, two days and one night.

Of course, Song Jiu didn't know that he had slept for so long, he just thought that he had just slept all night.

When he finished washing and dressing up, and then came to the living room, Yueguan was waiting here early as yesterday.

It's just that this time there are two more Xiao Wu and Mother Rabbit.

At this moment, Song Jiu's sleepiness has not completely subsided, so even when he is dressing, he yawns.

After a while, Song Jiu came to the living room.

"Miko, you're awake!" Seeing Song Jiu walking out of the door, Yueguan became excited again.

Two days and one night, usually I think a day or two goes by really fast, but when a person has hope for something, that time can be said to be like a year.

No one knows how he got over these two days and one night.

No...... His two black eyes may also allow others to guess his experience in the past two days.

"Wake up...... Yueguan, what's the matter with your dark circles? ”

Song Jiu yawned lazily, and then looked at Yueguan suspiciously.

He had already forgotten what happened yesterday, to be more precise, Song Jiu just regarded yesterday's events as a dream, so he selectively forgot about them subconsciously.

But Song Jiu forgot, Yueguan didn't forget.

Facing Song Jiu's innocent little eyes, he really was, ...... Can...... How...... What......

"I didn't ...... It's okay, I just didn't sleep well yesterday. ”

Yueguan rubbed his face by mistake, and said with a smile.

But in his heart, he secretly slandered, why didn't he sleep well yesterday, he hadn't slept for more than forty-eight hours!?

In normal times, forty-eight hours is a trivial matter for Yueguan, but this forty-eight hours really made him understand the pain of staying up late - not only uncomfortable, but also disfigured!

Yueguan's bitter appearance made Xiao Wu on the side laugh secretly, and Mother Rabbit was also a little embarrassed.

However, everyone tacitly agreed and did not tell the truth.

Actually, that's not much to say, is it.

After hearing Yueguan's answer, Song Jiu immediately thoughtfully expressed two words of condolence, and then entered today's topic.

However, it was not Song Jiu who led to the theme, but Xiao Wu on the side.

"Brother, are you going back to the Pope's Palace today to find Sister Bibi Dong?"

Xiao Wu gently grabbed Song Jiu's arm, raised her head and asked obediently.

"yes, by the way, I went to see the ghosts, and I don't know where that guy went to play, and he hasn't come back for so long, it's really worrying."

Song Jiu nodded first, and then began to count the ghosts.

If the ghost hadn't heard it, he would have been snoring, and since the last time he returned to the Papal Palace, it had really been getting busier and busier every day.

He was annoyed that all the big and small things in the Pope's palace came to him.

In fact, Bibi Dong didn't have such trivial matters when she was in the Pope's Palace before, and only some subordinates didn't dare to make decisions easily, or they involved some secret things that she would deal with.

But the ghost is not Bibi Dong, and Bibi Dong has an incomparable domineering temperament at that station, so if it is just an ordinary trivial matter, no one will dare to report it to her.

But the ghost is different, he is just an ordinary Title Douluo, although his status is not low, but he is far worse than Bibi Dong.

Therefore, since the ghost temporarily took over Bibi Dong's affairs, there have been more and more trivial matters reported by the martial soul halls, and even a small martial soul sub-hall has to be reported to the ghost if it changes the deputy hall master.

Let's briefly talk about the concept of the Martial Soul Temple.

The level of the Martial Soul Hall can be roughly divided into six levels, with the lowest Martial Soul Division, and above it is the Martial Soul Sub-Hall, the Martial Soul Main Palace, the Martial Soul Temple, and the Martial Soul Pope's Hall where the Pope is located.

And the last class is the highest level of the Martial Soul Martial Soul Douluo Palace, the Martial Soul Douluo Hall can only be entered by the top Titled Douluo on the mainland, and the Titled Douluo who can enter are all among the best existences in the Titled Douluo.

To be precise, there is no Titled Douluo in the Martial Soul Douluo Hall who is an ordinary Titled Douluo, that is, a Titled Douluo below level ninety-five.

Even the lowest-level soul masters, they were all Super Douluo who had exceeded level ninety-four and reached level ninety-five.

Don't look at it, this is just a difference of one level, but the real difference in combat power between the two is no less than a big difference of one realm.

This can be seen from the title of the soul master, the ninety-first to ninety-fourth levels are called ordinary Title Douluo, and the ninety-fifth level and above all the way up to the ninety-eighth level is Super Douluo.

One is ordinary, one is super, and it is naturally very obvious which is stronger and which is weaker.

Among all the martial soul halls, there is only one each of the strongest Martial Soul Douluo Hall and the Martial Soul Pope Hall where the Pope lives.

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[There was a super invincible heavy rainstorm in Qingdao today...... The author almost became a dog on the way to deliver takeaways, begging for comfort and subscription! 】