Douluo Continent on the tip of the tongue

Chapter 227 Finding the Lost Thing

"puff!"

Repelled by the palm of the black-robed evil soul master again, the elder worshiper couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, taking advantage of the opportunity to expel the evil force that had invaded his body out of his body.

There was a little more seriousness in his eyes.

The strength of the soul master, the realm of soul power is one aspect, and one's own age is also one aspect.

For soul masters of the same level of soul power, it is difficult for the elderly to compete with the young, because they have more energy than energy.

This old man is actually more than 150 years old, and he is not too far from the end of his lifespan. Eighty percent of his strength is the limit.

What's more, his opponent is an evil soul master. Every time that kind of evil and weird power invades his body, it seems to consume his few vitality, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Old guy, is this going to work?" The hooded evil soul master smiled sinisterly, his voice was like a night owl, making people shudder, "Level 97, that's all."

The evil soul master was also very excited. Although he became stronger quickly, he rarely fought against soul masters of the same level, especially after reaching the title Douluo level, he hardly exposed himself.

The reason is also very simple. If his power of evil soul master is exposed prematurely, he will definitely attract endless pursuit and targeting, and this makes him extremely frightened. When his strength was weak, he only dared to secretly slaughter ordinary people, or Collect innocent souls in places like the cemetery to improve yourself.

After hiding for such a long time, this was the first time he fought openly against a strong man of the same level, and this opponent who was at the same level as his own soul power was not even a match for him.

This made his heart swell unprecedentedly.

We wait for the evil soul master to be so powerful!
Other soul masters of the same level are not opponents at all!

There is no need for us to live in secret like mice anymore!
In the future, we must not only be aboveboard, but also establish our own power!
The name of this force must be domineering!

The world says I am an evil soul master?
Then I will use the name "Holy", and I will put the word "Holy" on my power, so that no one in the world will dare to mention the word "evil soul master" again!
Holy Spirit teaches!
Yes, this is very good, I will be the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult in the future!
Something called ambition was burning in his heart. At this moment, the evil soul master looked at his opponent again, and the contempt in his eyes could hardly be hidden.

"Ants!"

Yes, in his eyes, this weak old guy is nothing more than a stronger ant.

The leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, it is your honor to kill you!
Perhaps every evil soul master has a paranoid and neurotic side in his personality. This evil soul master at level 97 can be called a peerless powerhouse, with such a high level of cultivation, but his character lacks the rationality that a normal powerhouse should have.

"Who are the ants talking about?"

A voice came suddenly.

"Say you!" The evil soul master smiled disdainfully, but suddenly realized something was wrong in the next moment.

The one who spoke...was not Xing Luo's worshiper in front of me!

He turned his head hastily, and what caught his eyes was a blue-gold spear.

The long spear seemed to occupy all of his field of vision, with endless spear intent, and even the space was rippled.

The whole world seemed to be plunged into endless darkness at this moment. In the long silent night, the blue-gold spear was the only color in the sky and the earth, and it wanted to penetrate the sky and the earth.

Do not!
Do not! !

The evil soul master's pupils shrank sharply.

He is too familiar with this gun.

There is only one other gun in the world that can compete with it.

This is a shot that belongs exclusively to Buddha's Hand Douluo Tang Qianqiu.

Why is he here.

The evil soul master's thoughts turned, but his reaction was extremely fast.

He screamed strangely, and countless innocent souls roared and cried in the void, creating a strong sense of discomfort that made people want to vomit.

Under his control, countless unjust souls rushed towards the gun like moths to the flame. Such fragile unjust souls were instantly wiped out before they could touch the gun body, but the desperate resistance of the evil soul master was in the end. It still worked.

Tang Qianqiu's gun slowed down for an instant.

And at this moment, the evil soul master turned into countless streaks of blood resolutely, fleeing in all directions.

"Humph!"

Tang Qianqiu snorted coldly, and the Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand melted into countless numbers, and a single shot annihilated a streak of blood.

However, there were too many bloody lights, and this evil soul master escaped too decisively. Even if Tang Qianqiu went all out with his attack, it was too late to stop them all. After all, many bloody lights escaped successfully.

The evil soul master's voice with endless hatred was slowly covering Xingluo City until now.

"Tang Qianqiu, Zhong Liqing, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, will take revenge for this in the future!"

"Holy Spirit Church..." Tang Qianqiu's eyes were filled with gloom, "Damn it!"

The evil soul master already has his own power?
...

"Keko, what are your plans next?"

There was a smile in Dai Youyuan's eyes, and after a more intimate conversation, he was a little more satisfied with his nephew.

Having suffered a lot since childhood, but with a kind and generous personality, this kind of disposition is really rare.

So, he couldn't help but want to make some plans for Keke's future.

After all, he was the child's only relative.

What do you plan to do…

Keke's eyes became a bit more thoughtful, and after a while, he said with a bit of entanglement, "Second Uncle, can I stay here?"

"Stay in Xingluo City? That's no problem." Dai Youyuan said that this is not a big deal for him.

Although he was in the Zhendong Army, he was the Prince of Xingluo, and he had his own prince's mansion in Xingluo City. It was not a big problem for Keke to move into it.

"No...I mean...Stay in Hanshi and continue to be a waiter." Keke gritted his teeth and still expressed his thoughts.

Every day in Hanshi, he had a very happy time. Although he was a bit busy during the business, he felt very fulfilled.

It is really a sense of accomplishment to make the guests smile with the dishes they serve!
It's a pity that my culinary talent is a bit lacking, otherwise, the dishes I cook will probably give me more sense of accomplishment.

"Uh..." Dai Youyuan obviously didn't expect Keke to mean this, his eyes were a little surprised, and he glanced at his nephew with some interest, "Since I already know that I am a member of the Xingluo Royal Family, Don't you want a better life?"

"A better life..." Keke was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a bright smile on his face, "Second Uncle, I think my life is already very happy, don't I?"

"Why don't you think about it again?"

"No need for the second uncle, I really like my life now."

Dai Youyuan was silent for a while, and he began to recall how he saw Keke these days.

For the past ten days, he would sit in Hanshi for two full hours each time, savoring the food slowly and observing the child.

The work of the waiter is very tiring, but Keke does always have a warm smile on his face. He never complained about it, but treats every diner politely.

As the child said, he really likes this kind of life.

There was a little touch and struggle in his heart.

To be honest, he actually has his own ideas about Keke's future.

With Keke's character, if he is honed in the Zhendong Army with him, he can grow up faster.

But his thoughts are his own after all, and Keke's own choices and thoughts are the most important.

After figuring this out, Dai Youyuan finally showed a smile on his face.

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, Dai Youyuan stood up and was about to walk downstairs.

"Second Uncle, are you leaving?"

Keke opened his eyes wide, feeling a lot of reluctance in his heart.

Dai Youyuan is like his father to him, when they are together, he will feel warm and at ease.

"Go? Not going, never going again, but..."

"My second uncle, I have to go and get back what I have lost over the years."

A relaxed smile appeared on Dai Youyuan's face.

"I've lost enough. There are some things that I can't lose anymore."

(End of this chapter)