Douluo: Don’t be a licker

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The Star Forest in the evening is the most beautiful time. The killing and bloody smell during the day has been reduced a lot, and the original tranquility and tranquility of Xiaoqiao people have been restored.

At this moment, in a valley outside, two people, an old man and a young man, were sitting around the fire.

The pheasant roast on the campfire rack flashed with a few drops of oil, filling the nostrils with fragrance.

Song Wuxin sat at one end and slowly turned the bracket so that every inch of the chicken could be heated evenly.

He took out various seasonings from the space ring and sprinkled them on it. Instantly, the forest began to commotion. In his perception, many powerful soul beasts were following the scent and gathering towards here.

Among them are even powerful ten-thousand-year soul beasts comparable to soul kings.

Such a fragrance could not sway Yan Shikun in the slightest. He could see Song Wuxin taking out the ingredients out of thin air, and he was even more surprised.

If he was right, it should be some kind of space treasure.

But every appearance of that kind of thing on the Douluo Continent is enough to trigger a frantic fight, with blood flowing like a river.

Who is this young man? Not only does he have a soul bone, but he also has such space treasures.

"Apprentice, where are you from?"

The sub-personality replied casually: "I came to the Great Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land, and went to the Western Paradise to learn Buddhist scriptures..."

Song Wuxin: "...you just stay there, don't come out to wander around, you have hot eyes."

Sub-personality: "I think I'm annoying. Since the beginning of the world, I'm afraid you will be the first person in the ages."

Song Wuxin warned the sub-personality, and then replied concisely: "Wowo Village."

Hearing this, Yan Shikun was stunned for a moment, and frowned slightly, "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere..."

"Dare to ask Master, where do you live?"

Yan Shikun secretly thought that it was really rare that this kid would actually take the initiative to speak and ask questions.

As for his origins, there is actually nothing to hide. If he lied, it would look rude and have ulterior motives.

"The life of being a teacher, if you think about it carefully, is quite legendary. You may not be able to imagine that I can cultivate to the height I am now. In fact, when I awakened my soul power, I only had a first-level soul power."

Song Wuxin slightly raised his head and glanced at him.

Innate first-level soul power is indeed useless.

But even with only a first-level soul power, he was able to cultivate to the current level 89 Soul Douluo realm, which is indeed full of legend.

Seeing Song Wuxin looking at him, he patted his forehead, "Oh, I'm old, I always like to babble, I'm from Holy Soul Village, an inconspicuous small village under the jurisdiction of Tiandou Empire, I guess you too never heard of that."

Sub-personality: "..."

Song Wuxin: "..."

The two stood stunned on the spot.

Puff puff puff, the roast chicken on the bonfire was accidentally burnt, but Song Wuxin didn't notice it at all.

Because it was really too shocking.

Holy Soul Village?

You say I don't know?

Now you are really wrong, I just know it, don't ask me why.

"Contra coming to Holy Soul Village? Hasn't Holy Soul Village only produced one Soul Saint since ancient times... Could it be?" The sub-personality waved the simple cattail leaf fan in his hand and circled around Yan Shikun, saying Tsk-tsk.

The secondary personality looked at Song Wuxin: "Hey, let me tell you, isn't he the soul saint that Old Jack keeps talking about in the original book?"

"It's him!"

Sub-personality: "It's him, it's our little friend Xiao Nezha, can't you say two more words?"

Song Wuxin: "It is indeed him!"

Alternate Personality: "...well, you win."

Estimating the time, Tang Hao at this time was probably only a few years older than him, and it was still early before Tang San was born.

Song Wuxin quickly recovered his thoughts and looked at the campfire stand. His eyes suddenly paused, and a faint smell of burnt food drifted across the tip of his nose.

After a while, a drizzle suddenly started to fall in the night sky. Yan Shikun went out for a while, bringing some banana leaves and lotus leaves with him to build a temporary rain shelter.

But when he returned to the original place and saw the tent that had already been pitched at the junction of the branches among the three giant trees, "..."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you have a tent?"

"You didn't ask."

"..."

The tent is relatively large, more than enough to accommodate two people.

Inside the tent, Yan Shikun stared at Song Wuxin's blood-red eyes for a while, but Song Wuxin was nothing but himself, and felt a little chill in his heart when he saw it.

He quickly looked away, and then asked inadvertently: "Apprentice, the skill you absorbed other people's soul power for yourself today should be a skill attached to the soul bone, right?"

The sub-personality who was floating in the rain outside the tent was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound. The cattail leaf fan that had been shaking in his hand also stopped and closed it with a snap.

I don't know how many times I have practiced this movement, but there is a natural charm.

He raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle and looked into the night sky. He was silent for a while and said, "The fox's tail is finally exposed!"

In the tent, Song Wuxin's expression remained unchanged as usual. When he heard Yan Shikun's question, he just paused for a moment, and then replied coldly, "Yes!"

Yan Shikun was overjoyed, as he expected.

With a kind and kind expression on his face, Dun Dun taught: "That skill is harmful to the harmony of nature. It is better to use it sparingly in the future, so as not to cause criticism from your colleagues and kill you as an evil soul master. However, in the future, some With Master by your side, you will be much safer...By the way, can you show Master your soul bone?"

Song Wuxin snorted coldly in his heart and laughed coldly, but his face remained calm and indifferent, as if he had no scheming intentions, and he raised his right hand slightly.

In an instant, a red light filled the entire tent. From a distance, it seemed that there was a lantern hanging there.

That red is not a simple red, but blood red, but not pure, but mixed with wisps of black aura lingering in the period, constantly wandering around his right hand.

Looking carefully, Song Wuxin's right hand had turned into a pair of bloody black and red scaly claws.

The scales are very similar to dragon scales, but not entirely, because there are barb-like thorns on them.

That kind of barbed poisonous stinger cannot be pulled out once it is inserted into the human body. The piece of flesh and blood it touches must be torn off.

A ray of red light flashed across the poisonous stabbing blade of the hooked scales, full of murderous aura, Yan Shikun's right eyelid couldn't stop beating all the time.

What a vicious thing!

"External spirit bone!"

Suddenly, Yan Shikun finally discovered another point, and said in surprise.

"Teacher has good eyesight!"

Song Wuxin gave a cold admiration.

Since his words were always cold, the coldness in his words at this moment was ignored by Yan Shikun.

His attention at this moment has been completely focused on the right arm soul bone.

This is an external spirit bone... Even if it is another high-grade spirit bone, six pieces are not as good as one external spirit bone.

The greedy look in Yan Shikun's eyes has undoubtedly been revealed! ! !

At the same time, at the entrance of Wowo Village under the dark night, a luxury carriage slowly stopped.

The curtain of the Nanhai Xiuqi Pearl Carriage slowly opened, and a bit of light was projected into the carriage, making the night seem a little brighter.

Finally, a pair of glass slippers slowly stepped out...

In an instant, the night sky brightened a lot.

That light actually came from the pair of crystal shoes.