Douluo painter

Chapter 64 Half of the Soul
"You need the power of life to heal, right?" Mo Hui said to the silver dragon.

"Well, although I am a survivor of that war, I was seriously injured, and I need these life forces." The silver dragon admitted.

"Well, you just admit that you were hurt."

Mo Hui was a little speechless, shouldn't he hide his injury and not say it?
"Why, do you think you have the ability to kill me?" said the silver dragon.

"No, not at all." Mo Hui firmly denied.

Just kidding, even if it is injured, it is a soul beast that started a few hundred thousand years ago, and it is still a dragon. Who knows what strange ability it has, how could it be possible that a little soul saint like him can beat it.

"Well, it seems that you are still a little self-aware." The silver dragon seemed to be a little mocking.

"Uh... of course." Mo Hui said.

"Okay, let's go, I'm tired and need to rest." Said the silver dragon.

Then Mo Hui was ordered to evict guests.

"Okay, but before that, can you let me draw a picture for you?" Mo Hui asked.

He looked at the silver dragon, and seemed to have a little thought.

"Draw me?" said the silver dragon.

"Yeah." Mo Hui replied.

"Okay, if you want to draw, you can draw. Anyway, I'm free." The silver dragon agreed.

"Then thank you, Master Julong." Mo Hui said happily.

This is a soul beast that is more than 10 years old. Although it was injured, it is still very strong. Mo Hui wanted to draw it because she wanted to give herself a hole card.

"Then I'll start painting. If possible, please don't move, Lord Dragon." Mo Hui said after taking out the brush.

"This is no problem, after all, I have been sitting here for hundreds of thousands of years." Said the silver dragon.

"But I'm curious about your Wuhun. It's a paintbrush, and it can paint in water." The silver dragon said while looking at Mohui's Wuhun.

"I didn't expect Master Julong to say the same thing. Many people have already said that. My Wuhun is indeed a bit strange, but the brush is mainly for painting, and everything else doesn't matter." Mo Hui said.

He didn't want to explain anything to the silver dragon. First, it was too troublesome to explain, and second, he was afraid that if he explained too much, the silver dragon would become suspicious.

"Indeed, brushes are for drawing, so I won't ask any more questions. You can continue to draw." The silver dragon said casually.

She was only slightly interested in Mo Hui's martial soul, and since Mo Hui didn't want to talk about it, she stopped asking.

Because she felt that even if Mo Hui had any small thoughts, he would not pose any threat to her. This was the confidence of a million-year-old soul beast.

Then Mo Hui began to paint the portrait of the silver dragon.

Mo Hui was deeply shocked when he painted the silver dragon, because the breath of the silver dragon was too powerful.

After he probed with soul skills, he found that the aura of the silver dragon seemed to be undetectable, like an abyss.

He can only be thankful that the silver dragon is not hostile to him, otherwise he might stay at the bottom of the lake forever, turning into the power of life just like the pile of soul beast corpses.

But he also found some interesting things from the silver dragon, no, specifically, the body.

"Hu~~"

"It's finally finished."

After the painting, Mo Hui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because the process was really tormented.

He was worried all the time that the silver dragon would find out about his little tricks.

Fortunately, he has now completed the painting safely and soundly.

"What do you think?" Mo Hui showed the silver dragon a portrait and said.

"Well, it's not bad, human beings, you draw me quite like the real one." The silver dragon seemed to have a special meaning.

"Haha, thank you, Lord Julong, for your compliment."

Mo Hui smiled awkwardly, he realized that the silver dragon definitely found out what he did, and just didn't want to bother him.

"Don't be afraid, human, I won't be serious with a weak person, since you are fine, then leave quickly." The silver dragon said calmly to Mo Hui.

"Well, there is something else I want to ask you before I leave." Mo Hui said.

"You tell me."

The silver dragon seemed to think that he had been chatting with Mo Hui for so long anyway, and it was not too late.

"Can you tell me why your soul is only half but still alive?" Mo Hui said.

"You, can you see it?"

The silver dragon said with a little surprise.

"Well, I have a soul skill that can detect other people's aura. I just looked at it and found that although your aura is strong, it is not complete. It seems to be only half, so I found that your soul is only half." Mo Hui explained.

"I see." The silver dragon showed an expression that I understood when he heard it.

"It's okay to answer the question you asked just now, it's not a big deal anyway," said the silver dragon.

"Remember what I told you just now that the Dragon God died in battle?" the silver dragon asked.

"Well, does this have anything to do with you?" Mo Hui asked.

"Well, it does have something to do with me. Although the Dragon God died in battle, he was split in half by the Shura God. One half turned into a golden dragon, and the other half turned into a silver dragon, which is me." Long explained.

"Hey, that means you are half of the dragon god!" Mo Hui said in surprise.

"No wonder there is such a powerful breath." Mo Hui thought to himself.

After all, this is half of the dragon god who can fight gods.

"Is it really okay for you to tell me this?" Mo Hui said with some fear.

He was thinking, isn't the silver dragon afraid of him talking nonsense after he goes out?
"Well, no problem, just as you can see that I only have half a soul, I can also see that you are not a bad person. And even if you say it, it's okay, the war between soul beasts and gods has long since ended, now We don't invade each other. As for humans, do you think anyone can defeat me?" The silver dragon looked very confident and said to Mo Hui.

"I'm really confident." Mo Hui had to say with emotion.

The strong naturally have the confidence of the strong, and the silver dragon, who is half of the dragon god, obviously doesn't pay attention to humans.

"Then human, do you still have any questions?" said the silver dragon.

"No, but I have a few things to remind you." Mo Hui said.

"You tell me." The silver dragon said.

"The first thing is about your soul. I can see that you are using the life force here to repair your soul, but this is very slow, because your soul is only half, and it cannot repair itself."

"Well, I know, but my lifespan is very long, and I don't care about this long process." The silver dragon said.

"Then what if I say that I have a way to repair your soul and it doesn't take long?" Mo Hui smiled mysteriously.

(End of this chapter)