Five Hundred years and no change

"Mr. Villette, what do you think of me as the host?"

Focalors held Villette's hand and walked side by side with him, looking slightly sideways and smiling.

Although she couldn't be a host like Neuvillete, he could get some "benefits" from being a referee. And she gained a lot of happiness.

"Ms. Focalors, as your audience, I think your performance is flawless."

"Your hosting is also very good!"

Neuvillete said without changing his expression.

This was true. Since the main stage No. 1 was hosted by Focalors, the daily income had increased a lot.

Whether it was money or the speed of accumulating power.

With the cooperation of Focalors, the current increase was about 1.3 times that of before.

"You reacted very quickly as a referee and saved many people who might have been injured."

Facing the two people's business boasting, Momo looked up at the sky and felt that the future was bleak.

They really didn't treat him as an outsider!

Well, he was one of their own!

But why did they have to bring him along when they were dating?

Just to make him eat dog food?

Momo was a little confused about this.

This wasn't the first time either.

Except for the first time, he wanted to refuse every time, but just looking at the eyes of Neuvillette and Focalors, he didn't know how to refuse.

If he refused, would he be greeted by a mixed doubles team?

Momo didn't know the specific strength of Focalors.

But he knew Villette's strength!

A ninety-fifth-level Titled Douluo was nothing more than a weak chicken in front of him!

Even if he was beaten, his grandfather Moffett would say it was a good beating!

Maybe...

Although Villette and Focalors were walking in front, they often paid attention to Momo's changes, but Momo didn't know it.

As for why he was treated like this, it was Moffett's request.

He wanted Momo to change as much as possible!

Even if he was beaten, he had to be beaten out of his blood!

If Momo didn't change, he would really be useless.

Focalors and Neuvillette looked at each other, smiled at each other, but said nothing more.

There were many ways to stimulate a person's bloody nature. For an "honest person" like Momo, it was actually very simple to stimulate his bloody nature.

They could "destroy" the people and things he cherished!

If Lei Qingqing or Moffitt was in trouble, he would have to break out even if he didn't want to.

But this method might be "cruel". As kind people, how could Fukalos and Navilette use such a method?

Even if they were to use it, it wouldn't be now.

"Mr. Villette, when I was shopping yesterday, I saw a fruit shop."

"Their store is similar to the one in Soutuo City. Are you interested in going shopping?"

After Focalors said this, she subconsciously lowered her head and looked at her toes. Well, nothing has changed for the time being.

This kind of thing requires perseverance, right?

Neuvillette saw all of Focalors' little moves. It seemed that she also wanted to make the food for the little water dragon or the little oceanid better.

It was quite strange to say that a person with the level of an archon actually didn't have proper chest!

It was just that kind of injustice, it wasn't enough to bring peace to the world, right?

Not to mention Focalors, even Furina, five hundred years, a whole five hundred years!

There was still no change in the size of her clothes.

"As long as Ms. Focalors likes it, I don't have any objections."

Momo, who was following behind Focalors and Neuvillette, had a complicated expression. Why, why couldn't they ask his opinion?

He decided to forget it and quietly act as a backdrop.

Mo Mo glanced at the two people in front of him again, a trace of envy flashing in his eyes. How great it would be if he could go shopping with Lei Qingqing like this!

"Qingqing..."

Mo Mo murmured and lowered his head again.

He used to be very confident until that incident happened.

As the grandson of the patriarch of one of the eight major families, he had innate seventh-level soul power and a complete inheritance from his family.

Why wasn't he confident?

What a pity...

Mo Mo followed them quietly, and at some point, the three of them walked into a fruit shop.

This store was not far from the Soul Fighting Arena. Although it was already midnight, it was not closed.

The store owner recognized Neuvillette and Focalors, the new celebrities in the Great Soul Fighting Arena!

Therefore, he showed great enthusiasm.

At the same time, the shop owner was also a fan of Focalors.

Papaya milk was still the "staple food", paired with some small cakes, and this was all the food for late-night snacks.

"Brother Mo, don't you want some fruit?"

Neuvillette asked doubtfully.

This Mo Mo was probably in a bad mood again, his eyes dull, as if he was lost in thought.

His condition was indeed difficult to treat.

"Ah?"

After hearing this, Mo Mo came back to his senses and subconsciously made a confused sound.

"Little Neuv asked, do you want some fruit?"

Focalors held a fork, looked slightly sideways, and said calmly.

"No, no need..."

Mo Mo responded, lowering his head again.

Villette and Focalors looked at each other, and the corners of their eyes twitched, but they didn't say anything more.

"Neuvillette!"

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, causing Neuvillette, Focalors, and Mo Mo to be slightly startled.

This crisp, sweet voice, and her emotions...

Looking towards the source of the sound, Villette thought for a moment after seeing the person coming, and then he suddenly realized!

"Isn't this Miss Ning Rongrong?"

Yes, the visitors were none other than Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed with surprise. It was obvious that she was very surprised to meet Villette here.

"It's really you, Villette!"

Ning Rongrong ran over and said with excitement.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing smiled helplessly, and then walked over very gracefully.

"Ms. Ning Rongrong, hello."

Neuvillette said without changing his expression.

If it weren't for his good memory, he would have almost forgotten what Ning Rongrong looked like.

Ever since Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing arrived at Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong had been detained by Ning Fengzhi.

It was a good thing for his daughter to bring back a genius, but this genius was a big trouble!

It was true that the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect was in short supply of geniuses, but there was not much shortage of innate seventh-level geniuses like Zhu Zhuqing.

Of course, since Zhu Zhuqing had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect could not ignore her affairs!

If this matter was not handled properly, their century-old reputation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would be ruined!

No one made things difficult for Zhu Zhuqing. Instead, she was treated like an elite disciple.

Ning Rongrong was different. She was the daughter of the sect leader. She had made a mistake, so she would naturally be imprisoned...

Ning Rongrong, who was imprisoned, was only released yesterday. As soon as she was released, she brought Zhu Zhuqing to Heaven Dou City to let Zhu Zhuqing experience the prosperity of Heaven Dou City.

Well, it was herself....