Douluo: My father, titled Douluo

Chapter 87 The Sword and the Snake

Some people are born without a soul bone, so basically they will never have a soul bone in their entire life.

Dugu Yan knew this truth.

She began to absorb the spirit bone, and Dugu Bo protected her.

"Ajie, come here."

Yuan Xunlu called Ajie who was standing there stupidly with a serious face.

"Uncle Yuan?"

Ajie came over stupidly.

Yuan Xunlu took a look at Ajie, and the image of the pig-faced god in his heart killing the Quartet couldn't stand up no matter what.

"Try it... Do you have a feeling for this?"

Yuan Xunlu took out a huge black box, which seemed to contain a living thing, and its heavy breathing could be heard through the box.

Everyone is a curious baby, and they all gather around.

"What is this...?" Yuan Ling'er asked.

She has never seen such a strange storage soul guide, with intricate patterns carved on it, like an ancient seal, suppressing restless dead souls.

"An ancient collection of Qianjia, specially used to store dangerous items." Yuan Xunlu said.

Qianjia is an aristocratic family, and there are many good things that are rarely seen outside, in Qianjia's private collection,

And after Chihiro Ji died, Yuan Xunlu, the younger brother, didn't show him any affection at all.
Those who divide the family property can be active.

but……

After Qian Renxue grew up, Yuan Xunlu still wanted to return most of the Qianjia treasures to his niece.

After all, Yuan Xunlu is not the orthodox heir of the Qian Family.

"dangerous item?"

As a food-type soul master, Oscar is the most sensitive to danger, so he silently hid behind Mu Heguang.

Shaking!

Yuan Xunlu carefully pushed the button to open the black box.

The cyan color of the streamer flashed through the slits of the box, and everyone heard the sound of drums,
As if in an ancient legend, people killed a strange beast named 'Kui', made its skin into a big drum, and then beat it.

Now Yuan Xunlu and the others heard this kind of drum sound.

"It's not just like drums, it's like a heartbeat, don't you think?"

Mu Heguang gradually heard something strange.

"That means the things inside are alive?!"

Oscar blew up, what he was most afraid of was this kind of ghostly thing...

Although Yuan Xunlu told Oscar more than once that those ghosts and gods are just stronger and special human beings,

But Oscar is scared.

"It is indeed alive."

Yuan Xunlu pulled the hidden button, the black box was completely opened, and he pulled out a blue giant sword from inside.

In Yuan Xunlu's hands, this huge sword was as violent as boiling water.

It has patterns all over its body, like cracked stone crevices, but it has the texture of jade, and the sharp cutting edge is black gold, showing patterns like flowing clouds in the sun.

"Bleeding!" Oscar exclaimed.

It's not the sword that bleeds,
Instead, Yuan Xunlu bleeds.

The hilt of this giant sword grew dense metal spikes like a hedgehog, which stabbed Yuan Xunlu's palm.

"This sword looks like this without a box. It has hurt me several times."

Yuan Xunlu was used to being injured, he held back the pain, and directly held the sword, with traces of blood dripping down from the hilt and then from the tip of the sword.

Dark red 'vessels' suddenly grew on the blue-blue sword surface, and the giant sword began to growl, as if its heart had regained its beating.

"This is a treasure I got from a pig-faced idol...if it can be controlled."

Yuan Xunlu inserted the giant sword into the ground, then pointed at Ajie,

"And that statue...is exactly the same as Ajieni's martial soul."

Ajie rubbed his head, and said embarrassedly: "I did dream about my martial soul, but he didn't do anything other than teach me a few self-created soul skills?"

"..." Everyone.

He's in Versailles again!
"Ajie's Martial Soul...has it never been recorded?" Yuan Ling'er asked.

"Well... this one,

I have never seen it, and it is not shown in the information of Wuhun Temple. The only clue is...

this sword. "

When Yuan Xunlu was asked this question, he still felt that he lacked knowledge, so he said with a guilty conscience.

"Father, where did you get this sword?" Yuan Ling'er asked again.

"...It's just under the Sky Dou City."

Yuan Xunlu thought for a while, but he still didn't tell the children about his illegal intrusion into the palace at night.

You can't teach bad children.

"..."

The crowd fell silent again.

It seems that no useful information has been obtained, and everyone still doesn't know what Ajie's martial spirit is.

"What are you in a hurry for?" Ajie looked at it very openly, "It's fine if you can cultivate Wuhun, but you have to break the casserole and ask why."

"One's life...is so rare to be confused!"

Oscar imitated the storyteller and shook his head.

"It seems inappropriate to use this sentence here." Mu Heguang retorted.

Yuan Xunlu pointed to the giant sword and said, "Forget it. Ajie, first try to see if you can master this sword well."

Ajie thought for a while, and didn't care too much. He concentrated on it, and directly reached out to grab the hilt of the giant sword.

When the giant sword is pulled out, it is as easy as pulling out chopsticks from a chopstick holder.

To Ajie, this giant sword was as quiet as a rock, and he didn't resist Ajie holding it at all.

"..." Yuan looked for the way.

Your sword...is really loyal.

If I hold you, you will be vicious, but when Ajie holds you, you will be very quiet, right?

"what?!"

Yuan Ling'er suddenly looked at the necklace on her neck in horror,

This old object of the God of Light, which has not moved a few times for hundreds of years, actually reacted.

"I seem to know..."

Yuan Xunlu looked at Yuan Linger's necklace, and at the sword in Ajie's hand.

The only thing that can attract the attention of the God of Light... is another god-level item.

and so……

So I, Yuan Xun Lu, are the traversers!

Why hang on to others? !

I am looking for a way,

40 years old is a Super Douluo,

not god
Nothing can be achieved.

Yuan Xunlu was deeply hit,
So much so that when Dugu Bo asked him to help Dugu Yan absorb the fairy grass, he was a little listless.

"Has the spirit bone been absorbed so quickly?"

"It's my son's soul bone, which fits well with Yanyan." Dugu Bo explained.

then,

Dugu Bo took out two pieces of grass jelly,

A stalk of fairy grass, the whole body is dark blue, but there is a vermilion fruit on it, which is the Orchid Delicious Fruit;

Another fairy grass, the dark flowers are covered with small scale-like protrusions, it is the poisonous fire flower.

Dugu Bo asked: "How do you eat these two fairy grasses?"

"Don't eat the Orchid snake fruit from other places, just eat the red fruit, and eat the poisonous fire flower directly." Yuan Xunlu still said dutifully.

Dugu Bo arranged for his granddaughter, Yuan Xunlu estimated that this Dugu Yan would undergo earth-shaking changes within a day at most.

In the original book, Dugu Yan was poisoned by Tang San,
But this time, if Tang San thought that Dugu Yan would be so easy to deal with after eating the poison of the fairy grass...

It's good to have him!
"Old poison~"

"Don't say that, disgusting!"

"Bo~"

"..." Dugu Bo.

Yuan Xunlu was sitting on the ground, Ajie not far away was holding a sword, and others surrounded him curiously.

"You said."

Seeing that his granddaughter had already eaten the fairy grass, Dugu Bo was relieved and said in a gentle tone.

"Am I too much of a failure?"

Yuan Xunlu felt that this time traveler was like an orphan abandoned by the heavens.

"Humph!"

When Dugu Bo heard this, he turned his head and cursed:
"You are already titled Douluo, and Chen Xin will only be at your level for the rest of his life. How far can you fail?"

finished,

Dugu Bo thought about it again,
Said:

"You have to cherish your blessings! Now tell me that you have failed here...Young people are too arrogant, and you will be unlucky when you are old."

"..." Yuan looked for the way.

Dugu Bo looked at his granddaughter, with a kind smile on his face,
"Hey, you also have children. You should know that as long as the children can be raised, that's enough."

Yuan Xunlu took another look at Yuan Ling'er, and thought about the unbuilt Yuanmen far away in Hanhai City.

"My story is still very long..."

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