Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 29 God and Demon Pill

Silent all night.

The next day, after Mo Wentian woke up, he looked at the sleeping old man Cao and his roommate. He woke up the roommate softly without disturbing the old man Cao's rest.

Mo Wentian finished his work, had breakfast, and returned to the dormitory with the breakfast prepared for Mr. Cao.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, old man Cao was still sleeping, and he didn't even change his sleeping position, sleeping so soundly?
Mo Wentian put down his breakfast suspiciously, sniffed it suspiciously, and fixed his eyes on the face of old man Cao, his lips were a little pale, as if he had no blood.

However, the old man Cao was in the same state after drinking.

It's not surprising that some people blush while others blush.

Mo Wentian's thinking was like this, he kept his original thinking, plus he was used to it, he was used to it, but he forgot that this is the Douluo Continent.

"I'm overthinking?" Mo Wentian stared at it for a while, feeling something was wrong in his heart, recalling what happened last night, old man Cao's behavior was too abnormal.

"You don't want any money, and you said to let me be free, old man Cao, are you serious?" Mo Wentian asked in a low voice, grabbed old man Cao's hand, and his heart skipped a beat, "Did someone tell me that Hun Does Zong have the ability to hide his breath and stop his pulse, is there any such ability?"

In fact, Mo Wentian knew in his heart that what he said was just an excuse to escape.

It was because of knowing clearly that Mo Wentian was extremely anxious.

"Old man Cao!!!"

Mo Wentian shouted like a roar, trying to wake old man Cao up.

Pressing his hands on Old Man Cao's shoulders, he kept shaking vigorously.

"Wake me up, wake me up—"

Mo Wentian yelled hoarsely while shaking.

"Wake up - old man Cao!!!!"

Mo Wentian seemed to have lost all strength in his body, and sat limply on the ground.

His eyes were lost. Before he had time to take revenge on Old Man Cao, Old Man Cao had completely left him.

"Old man, old man..." Mo Wentian's eyes were already rosy, and a tear burst out of his eyes.

Although old man Cao is a bastard, he is his only relative!

only……

Mo Wentian didn't know why old man Cao treated him like this.

But he knew that old man Cao did this for himself.

If old man Cao really wanted to starve himself to death, how could he survive till now.

If old man Cao hadn't had a hard time, with his status as a soul sect, he wouldn't have lived in such a mess!
And...no one seems to know that he is a soul master...Although Mo Wentian complained about it, but thinking about it carefully, it seems that others did not do anything to him because of the reason of "respecting the old and loving the young".

"Grandpa Cao—"

Mo Wentian finally completely released his inner thoughts.

"Wake up, wake up... Didn't you keep saying, let me call you grandpa? Didn't you say that if I called you grandpa, you would wake up laughing in your dreams? What you said, you said If the words... don't count, woo woo woo..."

After all, I couldn't hold it back, and the suppressed emotions were like a dam collapsing out of control.

It is said that men don't flick their tears lightly, but they haven't reached the point of sadness.

Mo Wentian had already parted ways with old man Cao once.

When we met again, I thought that Old Man Cao would never leave again, that he would be very happy to see so much money, that...

It turned out that everything was my own opinion.

Mo Wentian cried and laughed, laughed and cried again, there was no light in his red eyes, as if the world was only black and white.

Why... you want to leave me? ! !

why?

I won't speak ill of you anymore, stop bickering, and listen to you obediently, only you dare to come back...

return--

"Can't you go back?"

Mo Wentian leaned against the wooden bed, recalling that period of time in despair, people are not plants and trees have feelings, two years of companionship and dependence day and night, how could there be no feelings.

Although old man Cao didn't say it, and he didn't know it before, Mo Wentian knew in his heart that he relied on old man Cao's soul power to continue his life.

Mo Wentian didn't have any memories of before the age of four, he hadn't time traveled back then.

However, for the same reason, without old man Cao's soul power to continue life, this body would not be able to survive before the age of four, and there are also problems with the digestive system.

It is conceivable how fragile this body is. Analyzing various factors, there is a reason why old man Cao is starving Mo Wentian.

Even if Mo Wentian is fed to his full, he will only be fed to death instead of becoming stronger.

Mo Wentian was even more aware of this after awakening his martial soul, because the warm feeling of mobilizing his soul power has always been engraved in his heart.

"Grandpa! What kind of strength was your peak period?" Mo Wentian thought bitterly. It is not difficult to imagine that old man Cao must be a person with a story, but he will never have the opportunity to hear this story again. up.

Mo Wentian was overwhelmed with sadness, until his eyes fell on the moonlit night of the 24th Bridge, he remembered one thing, "This is the Douluo Continent, and there is a way to resurrect the dead here, if..."

Mo Wentian muttered, his eyes gradually brightened up, or, he could really try to revive old man Cao.

"Grandpa! Wait for me!" Mo Wentian's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he made a decision to bring old man Cao back to life no matter what.

In order to bring old man Cao back to life, he must become stronger.

Mo Wentian took out the "Niuhuang Shangqing Pill" given by old man Cao last night from the moonlit night at the 24th Bridge, and took a closer look. There were strange patterns on the pill, as well as the words "God" and "Demon".

And these engravings are in half, the left god and the right devil are like two extreme contrasts.

"Grandpa, is your death related to this magic pill?" Mo Wentian remembered the last words of old man Cao, which was the last order of old man Cao.

If it was normal, Mo Wentian wouldn't take this pill, but now he has no worries, and he doesn't have to think about it.

In order to reassure old man Cao, and also to reassure himself, Mo Wentian ate this magic pill.

"Gollum."

After Mo Wentian swallowed the demon pill in one gulp, the surrounding soul power formed a tight vortex, continuously absorbing the soul power, and finally feeding the soul power back to him.

Mo Wentian felt the changes in his surroundings and the active soul power, so he immediately started to meditate.

When the two forces in Mo Wentian's body met, he was ready to release one at any time, but to his surprise, the two forces merged.

"What's going on?" Mo Wentian couldn't figure it out. It shouldn't be a bad thing, but who made old man Cao...

"It seems that it is not easy to find out some movement!"

Mo Wentian supported the side of the bed and stood up.

No matter what, it must be investigated, and the death of old man Cao cannot be wasted.

(End of this chapter)