The sun and the moon alternate, and a year passes through thousands of tribulations of killing people and bringing up girls.
Occasionally, he would take his sister to kill people, so that the children could see the world.
The window shadows are deep, the phosphorus fire is green, and the mountain ghosts whistle.
"Don't blame me, you broke the rules." Qianjie transformed into an adult, wearing a black mask that showed no emotion, and stared at the two men on the ground.
He was an evil soul master with two levels of soul power, a strong soul master, and the one who killed was also an evil soul master.
"We just want to be good people. You must have a family too! You must be living a miserable life because of your status as an evil soul master!" The middle-aged man lying down looked sad and angry.
"Bang!" The whisper was from the soul tool. There was no sound of gunfire. Qianjie's voice was voiced by him. "It's none of my business. Besides, if you don't have that much money in the soul tool, you'll be more convincing."
Things were not complicated. Two idiots who had just joined the industry went to the city lord's mansion to report their superiors, the small group of evil soul masters who led them.
To be honest, this is not a big deal. There is no shortage of such idiots in the group of evil soul masters in Nuo Da. They are old men who were awakened by the evil soul master and joined the evil soul master. Then they have their own ideas.
It is understandable that it is normal for an evil soul master to feel unbalanced when he sees that he has become a noble soul master and everyone shouts and beats him up.
In the past, the official or mainstream soul masters would turn a blind eye, and the evil soul masters would just surrender a few lives to explain.
After all, if all the evil soul masters are really killed, who will be responsible for the killings and who will take the blame?
The soul masters competed with Hemeimei in the ring all day long to promote each other's reputations. But there are so many grievances in the world, people have to die, and someone has to work in the dark, okay?
And these two idiots may be too greedy, or they may have some brains, and they realize something and want to use their reputation to save their lives. When they see people, they yell that we must change our past mistakes, and the prodigal son will not be able to change his ways.
It caused a storm in the city.
A little clever, but not much.
Ever since, both the black and white wanted them dead, and the thousand calamities had come - luckily or unfortunately, he was not expelled from the Holy Spirit Cult, and he still had to do the tasks he was supposed to do.
Next is the enjoyable part of killing people and touching corpses. The soul master is a treasure, maybe he can explode some soul bones or something.
"As a candidate for the Holy Son, there is no need for you to take over such a thing."
If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter strange and strange things.
"You just have to dirty your hands often, and remind yourself not to forget that this world is not very clean." Unfortunately, Qianjie, who was touching the corpse, was not frightened. "Mr. Long, I hope the stars and the moon are finally here for you. I thought You’re not coming.”
The person who came was an old man, tall and meticulously combed with silver hair. His face was as rosy as a baby's. His long eyebrows drooped on both sides of his face. His hands were behind his back. His eyes were full of kindness when he looked at Qianjie.
"Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I might as well go out for a walk."
"Then I'll thank Mr. Long first." Qianjie stood up and bowed respectfully. The two corpses on the ground had turned into foam.
"First go and see what kind of person the person who asked you to write a letter to ask me to make a trip is like."
The entire journey was silent.
"Is this the child?" After waiting outside the door of the small courtyard where Qianjie and Huo Yulin lived, Long Xiaoyao looked at the blue-haired girl practicing boxing in the courtyard before speaking slowly again.
"Yeah." Leng Buding was asked, Qianjie was stunned for a moment, and then nodded without hesitation.
"I think I should be practicing your Cunxin Fist."
"Yes."
"You are so brave that you can just take someone into your hands openly and treat them as one of your own relatives." The old man sighed. It's okay to rob people, but the treatment problem is bigger. This principle of grace is universal whether it is humans or gods.
"God, they are just stronger people." Qianjie's eyes also lingered on the girl who was practicing boxing, "Don't think of them as too noble, they might not even be as good as the street gangsters."
"There is no need to teach your arguments to an old man who is half dead." The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "I and the Demon King helped you suppress the voices in the Holy Spirit Church, but you candidacy for the Holy Son The position may be gone.”
"It's a small matter, I don't really care about the position of the Holy Son."
"Just have your own opinion." Long Xiaoyao looked at Huo Yulin in the courtyard again, "Although spiritual soul rings are difficult to find, you don't want me to make a trip."
"This time I went to the Star Dou Forest to get the soul ring. I had a hunch that there would be risks." After a moment of hesitation, Qianjie finally used his hunch to explain what he might encounter.
If Tianmeng's self-promotion was correct, then it would be very strange that this thing that could be called a small auspicious star beast came out and a group of ferocious beasts didn't even fart, as if they had evaporated from the world.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. You must be prepared for the worst.
Therefore, it is best to have a Super Douluo or even an Ultimate Douluo to protect you, and one you can trust.
Forget it about the Demon King, she has a lot of anger towards the Star Dou Forest. She doesn't even need the beast to come to her door, she will come to her door herself.
Other strong men that Qianjie was familiar with were also more or less unsuitable. In the end, Qianjie could only write to Long Xiaoyao with the mentality of giving it a try.
I didn't expect that they would actually come.
"When will we go?" Long Xiaoyao's voice interrupted the memories and thoughts.
"Just these two days." Qianjie walked towards the courtyard, "Mr. Long, please come in first and have a cup of tea."
"No, I'll just keep an eye on you secretly. There are still too many old friends on Douluo Continent."
As soon as the words fell, there was no one in sight.
A slight smile appeared on Qianjie's lips. It felt good to have a powerful senior as his backer.
"Brother!" As soon as she entered the courtyard, the girl stopped practicing and turned around with a bright smile.
"How have you done with your homework these days?" The so-called homework is the soul mentor course and a set of self-created soul skills.
Huo Yulin said nothing, turned around and faced the stake again, stretched out his palms in front of the stake, and took a deep breath.
"Cun Jin - Open the Sky!" The palm turned into a fist, causing some fluctuations in soul power and a few sawdust.
A small fist mark has appeared on the wooden stake.
"Brother, how are you?" The girl put her fist back and asked excitedly.
She used her actual performance to tell Qianjie that she was not lazy.
"Not bad." Qianjie nodded slightly. Most soul masters and even great soul masters should not be able to withstand this punch. For a soul master, this is already very good.
"Go take a bath and eat. I will take you to get the soul ring tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."
"Yes." Huo Yulin was not too surprised. Qianjie had already told her the approximate time to obtain the soul ring.
Then the girl seemed to remember something and ran to her room.
"Brother, wait a minute, I have something for you."
"Um?"
Soon Huo Yulin came back, holding wooden boxes in his hands.
The night is as cool as water.
Under Huo Yulin's expectant eyes, Qianjie opened the box with a smile.
A pair of black-rimmed glasses.
"I have always thought you are very good-looking, brother. It's just that you keep squinting your eyes all day long, and you don't look like a good person. Occasionally you open your eyes a few times, and your golden pupils look too serious." Before Qianjie could ask, Huo Yulin had already taken care of himself. He explained himself.
"So I'm thinking about wearing a pair of glasses. Your temperament should be more gentle. Try it quickly!" With that said, the girl snatched the glasses from Qianjie's hand and stood on tiptoes to bring them up for Qianjie.
"How is it?" Qianjie was a little embarrassed.
How should I put it, if an evil soul master wants a good face, of course the less he looks like a good person, the easier it will be.
"It's quite beautiful." Huo Yulin looked at it carefully and nodded, "Compared to the smiling tiger before, he is now more like a scholar!"
Qianjie adjusted his glasses. There was nothing special about them. They were probably flat glasses.
I didn’t take it off either. If the child is happy, let her go.
