Walk around Douluo Dalu with the Naruto System

"What do you mean? Why is the Spirit Hall not suitable for us?"

Ye Zhiqiu just said a word, and Huo Wu immediately followed his words to contradict him.

Shui Bing'er was a little calm, and asked quietly and softly, "Why did His Highness the Holy Son say this?"

"Because, with your strength, Wuhun Temple doesn't say you can grab a lot, but there are quite a few. It's very difficult for you to make a comeback. In the future, it's very likely that you won't even be able to get along with the palace master of a city branch hall. , so I said, I don't recommend you to join the Spirit Hall." After saying this, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly smiled mysteriously: "But although the Spirit Hall is not good, there is a better force waiting for you. Don't want to know?"

Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

You, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, actually helped other forces dig their feet? It's too weird.

Huo Wu directly showed a funny expression, and folded her arms to make a copy of the girl who is here to watch your performance.

Shui Bing'er said with a polite smile: "His Royal Highness, please speak, Bing'er is attentive."

"Cough cough~"

Ye Zhiqiu cleared his throat with a serious face, stood up and slowly took small steps on the upper body of the pavilion, and at the same time slowly opened his mouth and said: "After this competition is over, this holy son wants to establish a martial arts federation that covers the entire continent. At that time, whether it is humans or spirit beasts, as long as they are slightly larger forces, they will join one by one. Now, I would like to invite you to join in advance, what do you two girls think?"

Having said this, Ye Zhiqiu stopped, leaned his back against the pavilion behind him, raised his eyebrows at the two who looked a little dumb, and waited for their answer.

After a long while, the two recovered from the news.

Shui Bing'er frowned and pondered: "The Holy Son has great ambitions and lofty aspirations, and Bing'er admires it very much. But this matter is somewhat empty and vernacular. Why would the human forces join one by one? Why would soul beasts Join? And sister Huo Wu and I are just ordinary weak women. What is the point of being favored by the Holy Son that you should invite us to join this so-called Spirit Federation? How can we determine the development of Spirit Federation? Would it be better than Spirit Hall?"

"That's right, sister Bing'er is right." Huo Wu immediately nodded in agreement.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Shui Bing'er with admiration, this girl is very good at talking, and the logic of her head is also very clear, but it is much stronger than Huo Wu's impatience.

"Don't worry." Ye Zhiqiu explained calmly with a light smile: "Of course you are worthy of my invitation in advance. The Spirit Federation has a new position called secretary. This position is reserved for good-looking girls. In charge, I think the two of you are very good. Especially Binger, who has a bright mind, speaks with grace, and has a special temperament, I think it is very suitable." After saying this, Ye Zhiqiu blinked at Shui Binger. Eyes, but Shui Bing'er's cheeks were slightly red.

"What do you mean?" Huo Wu saw that Ye Zhiqiu was only praising Shui Bing'er, and she was dissatisfied on the spot, she puffed out her round breasts, and looked at Ye Zhiqiu angrily and asked: "You mean this girl can't do it, right? ?"

"You?" Ye Zhiqiu gave her a sideways look and sighed helplessly: "When the creator closes a door for others, he will open a window for him. The window refers to your appearance. Do you know what the door refers to you?"

"What?" Huo Wu's expression was a little confused.

This scene made Shui Bing'er next to him burst out laughing.

"Guess it slowly." Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyes, then looked at Shui Bing'er and continued: "The secretary's job is to help me handle things, the power is great, and I have to be responsible for many things. There is an old saying over there. Ask the secretary to do the work, but if you don't have anything to do."

"Wait, wait!" Shui Bing'er rubbed her head helplessly and protested in a low voice, "His Royal Highness has not agreed to join."

"You will be given a million gold soul coins and a storage soul tool when you join the job, and there is also a million-year soul ring plus a reward for raising your soul power to level 60. Are you going to join?" Ye Zhiqiu said calmly.

"Really?" Shui Bing'er was startled and looked at Ye Zhiqiu in disbelief.

Ye Zhiqiu rolled his eyelids, "Nonsense, do I need to lie to you? Do you want to join in?"

"Join, must join!" Shui Bing'er's little head suddenly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

With all these things in place, it doesn't matter whether the Spirit Federation can be established or not, even if it's just her and Ye Zhiqiu, Shui Bing'er feels that she can make a solid profit.

"Ruzi can be taught." Ye Zhiqiu nodded in relief, touched the black jade bracelet, took out a ring-shaped storage soul tool and handed it to Shui Bing'er, and said loudly, "There are probably several million golden souls in it. Coins, as much as your pocket money."

After Shui Bing'er took it, she casually put it on her finger, and continued to look at Ye Zhiqiu with burning eyes. The golden soul coins and the storage soul tool were not important to her, the million-year soul ring and soul power rose sharply. Level 60 is what she wants most.

Before Ye Zhiqiu said that the spirit power of the eight Shrek people had reached level 60, and their fifth spirit rings were still unified for a million years, Shui Bing'er wondered if Ye Zhiqiu had made this happen. After all, he is now It is the only recognized god-level powerhouse in Douluo Continent, and it seems not impossible to be able to make these things.

Now that the opportunity came, she naturally wanted to seize it.

Ye Zhiqiu naturally saw Shui Bing'er's expectant look. After a chuckle, he flipped his right hand, and Tianmeng Bing's fleshy look appeared in his palm.

"Tianmeng, let's get started." Ye Zhiqiu ordered, looking at the little thing in his hand.

"Brother, you should let me die. I think Cansheng is too difficult. I am either sacrificing now, or I am on the way to sacrificing." Tianmeng's tone is a bit unlovable, it does not know that it is today How many times has the sacrifice been resurrected?

"Think about your Xiaobing. I've caught her with the news from my clone, and I'm rushing back. Are you sure you don't want to see her?"

The spirit of Tianmeng Ice Silkworm was suddenly shaken, and the round head that was lying on his stomach was very tall at this time, "Brother, I suddenly feel that the silkworm is full of hope, first set a small goal, I will sacrifice today. It's a hundred times!"

"Let's get started." Ye Zhiqiu rubbed his temples tiredly. Damn, this is a color embryo. You want to sacrifice a hundred times, but Lao Tzu hasn't been so angry yet to resurrect you.

As for what Xiaobing, cough cough

Ye Zhiqiu's ghost knows where it is. If he really found his avatar, he would have come back with a flying thunder god carrying her tail, so why wait until now?