Douluo painter

Chapter 65 Restoring the Soul
"Do you know what you're talking about?"

The head of the silver dragon gradually approached Mohui, and said with his eyes fixed on Mohui.

"Well, don't be so excited, I'm a little scared when you're like this." Mo Hui stretched out his hand in front of him and said.

Although Mo Hui knew that it was useless, Mo Hui subconsciously blocked it, mainly to give himself a sense of security.

"Sorry, I lost my temper."

The silver dragon moved his body away as he spoke.

"Ru, is there any way to quickly repair my soul." The silver dragon asked after moving away from Mo Hui.

"Of course I use this."

Mo Hui smiled and pointed to the brush in his hand and said to the silver dragon.

"brush?"

"You, are you kidding? Or are you kidding me?" The silver dragon said in a distrustful tone.

"No, no, how dare I play tricks on you, what I said is true." Mo Hui quickly waved his hand in denial.

"Didn't you just say that my martial soul is a bit special, and it is this special feature that can repair your soul." Mo Hui hurriedly explained again.

"Okay, then explain to me how you will use your paintbrush to repair my soul." The silver dragon said slowly.

She intends to trust Mo Hui once, but if Mo Hui dares to lie to her, she will tear him to pieces.

"My Wuhun can actually turn the painted objects into real objects, and so can my soul, but I need to use special painting materials." Mo Hui explained.

"So that's it. I didn't expect this small paintbrush to have such a function." The silver dragon said with a little surprise.

"By the way, is this the reason why you gave me a portrait just now?" The silver dragon seemed to have remembered something, so he asked Mo Hui.

"Of course... no, how could I have such thoughts about Lord Julong. I drew Mr. Julong just to admire your majestic and strong posture." Mo Hui hurriedly changed his words when he said that.

"Actually, it's okay for you to admit it. I won't care about it." The silver dragon laughed.

"Forehead……"

"Okay, I'm sorry, Master Julong, I secretly absorbed a little bit of your breath to draw." Mo Hui admitted.

"It's okay, if you don't tell me, I can still feel that my breath has lost a little bit, even if it's less than one millionth of my breath." The silver dragon said slowly.

"By the way, I don't think you should describe me as majestic and strong, because I am a female dragon, and I have inherited the elemental abilities of the Dragon God. The Golden Dragon King inherited the powerful body of the Dragon God." The silver dragon explained.

"Ah, this..."

Mo Hui didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. The silver dragon in front of him was actually a female, which really surprised him.

"Forget it, it's better not to care about these things, it's important." Mo Hui shook his head, trying to get rid of distracting thoughts.

"Then, is Lord Julong willing to let me restore your soul?" Mo Hui asked.

"Didn't you just say that repairing the soul requires some special materials? What are those?" the silver dragon asked.

Since her soul was involved, she was more careful.

Because the soul is very fragile, even if she is very strong, she must not treat this matter carelessly.

"This material was supposed to be made only with one's own soul."

"It's impossible." Mo Hui refused before the silver dragon finished speaking.

Because she only has an ordinary soul, if it weren't for her strong strength to support her, she would have died a long time ago, so even if Mo Hui only took away a little of her soul, she would collapse.

"Well, wait until I finish." Mo Hui signaled the silver dragon to calm down first.

"Sorry, I lost my temper, but if you want to take my soul, it is absolutely impossible." The silver dragon said after regaining his composure.

"I see, I just mentioned it casually just now, because I discovered a new painting material." Mo Hui showed a mysterious smile.

"What is it?" the silver dragon asked.

"It's the power of life that is full here." Mo Hui said to the silver dragon with open arms.

"But didn't you say that these life forces are very slow to repair my soul?" The silver dragon asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's very slow according to your method, but it can be much faster if I use my brush." ​​Mo Hui said.

"Then are you going to use these life forces to draw half of my soul?" the silver dragon guessed.

"Well, I really think so." Mo Hui said.

He had this idea mainly because he was inspired by the silver dragon using the power of life to repair the soul.

Because of this, he found a new material that could be used to create souls.

This made him very excited, so he actually wanted to experiment with the silver dragon to see if he could succeed.

Although he had painted souls before, they were all drawn with absorbed souls, such as the little bear and Ah Yin's soul.

Now that he can try to create his own soul, Mo Hui is naturally very excited.

This shows that he is one step closer to creating an independent life.

But Mo Hui didn't just want to do experiments, he also wanted to help the silver dragon.

And he knew that even if this kind of experiment failed, it would have no effect on the silver dragon, otherwise he wouldn't want to try it.

"You, can you do this kind of thing?" The silver dragon asked a little bit not believing in Mo Hui's ability.

"Try it and you'll know." Mo Hui laughed.

"Then how do you try?" the silver dragon asked.

"Naturally."

Speaking of Mo Hui, a swirl of black paint appeared in Mo Hui's hands.

I saw the vortex frantically absorbing the life force around it, like a black hole.

"This is?" the silver dragon asked.

"This is my soul skill, he can absorb the power of life and transform it into my painting material." Mo Hui explained.

"It's really a miraculous soul skill."

But the silver dragon was just a little surprised, and didn't care too much, because she could do this kind of thing.

"It seems that it is almost absorbed."

After the power of life around him dimmed a lot, Mo Hui stopped and continued to absorb.

"Then, what are you going to do next?" the silver dragon asked.

"Hey, the next step is naturally to draw your other half of the soul."

Mo Hui picked up the paintbrush and waved it with a big hand, and the white lines connected and combined in the air as if they were alive, until they formed a complete picture.

That is the half soul that is exactly the same as the other half soul of the silver dragon.

Since Mo Hui didn't know what the original half soul of the dragon god looked like, Mo Hui had to imitate the current half soul of the silver dragon.

Then the half soul drawn by the ink painting began to appear slowly, and gradually became the real soul.

"I really didn't expect you to succeed." The silver dragon looked at half of his soul in surprise.

(End of this chapter)