The Onmyoji of Douluo World

Apart from Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, no other person knew about the conversation that day.

Hu Liena also understood the embarrassing position of her current situation under Bibi Dong's words.

Although she is a saint of Wuhun Palace, in the eyes of big shots, she is just a forbidden concubine of the future pope.

Regardless of whether the pope is a man or a woman, Hu Liena can only serve the pope.

Now it’s Bibi Dong, and who knows the future.

In the small carriage, the four people had their own thoughts, and time passed slowly.

It took Hu Liena and Kong Jing a long time to reach Wuhun Forest by physical means, but in just one night's carriage ride, they returned to Wuhun City from Wuhun Forest.

"I'll take Nana to find His Highness the Pope. Old ghost, just escort Kongjing home. Castle should be back too."

Ju Douluo looked at Kong Jing meaningfully, and then left with Hu Liena.

Now, there are many people in Wuhun City staring at these two little kids.

Hearing Ju Douluo's words, Kong Jing immediately cheered up. His grandfather had been missing for several days. This kind of thing had never happened before.

Under the escort of Ghost Douluo, Kong Jing returned to his home.

The door was open, and Kong Jing smelled a faint smell of blood.

When his face changed drastically, Kong Jing immediately rushed into the room. What he saw was his grandfather who was bandaging himself, and the severed arm lying next to him.

"Hey, my precious grandson is back." Castle saw Kong Jing rushing in and looked at his grandson kindly. After not seeing him for a few days, he seemed to have gained a little weight.

Could it be that I can’t cook my own food?

Castle fell into deep self-blame.

Kongjing ignored his grandfather's words and rushed directly to Castle, anxiously looking at his injuries.

The injury was not serious. There was a penetrating injury from the chest to the back, but it was not in the heart and lungs, so there should be no damage to the internal organs.

There were three scratches on the shoulder, as if scratched by some wild beast.

There are also some bruises on the face, but they are not serious.

Overall, although it was serious for this 80-year-old man, it was not life-threatening at all.

The smell of blood that Kongjing smelled came from the severed arm next to Castle.

Looking at the broken arm next to Castle, Ghost Douluo, who entered the door later, chuckled, "Castle, you still did it after all."

"Your Majesty Ghost Douluo."

Castle immediately stood up and saluted, as he would not be rude to the titled Douluo.

"No, no, I may have to bow when I see you in the future."

Ghost Douluo rolled his eyes with a ghostly expression on his face. From now on, he still might not know who the Pope is. By then, as long as Castle is still alive, he should be one of the most powerful people in Wuhun Palace.

"Grandpa, this is what you came for"

Seeing that Castle was okay, Kongjing turned his attention to the broken arm next to him.

The broken arm was purple-red, and it was clearly a man's arm. The torn sleeve also had the pattern of Wuhun Palace printed on it.

This is the arm of someone from Wuhun Palace

And within this arm, there is a faint fluorescent flicker.

Soul bone

Kong Jing's nose felt a little sore, and he knew that this was for himself.

Castle is already old. It is impossible for him to fight to obtain soul bones for himself, so you can imagine who he is for.

"Grandpa, is it okay to do this? These are people from our Wuhun Hall."

Kong Jing was a little worried. He was afraid that his grandfather would be punished by Wuhun Palace.

If others don’t know it clearly, doesn’t he still know it?

Wuhun Palace and Douluo Palace gather nearly half of the Douluo in the world.

"Don't worry, little Kongjing." Ghost Douluo is worthy of being good friends with Ju Douluo. He quickly learned the name Ju Douluo. He patted Kongjing's back casually and looked at the Only Broken Arm explained.

It turns out that this soul bone originally belonged to Kong Jing’s father.

But six years ago, in a great battle, even His Highness Qian Xunji, the Pope of Wuhun Palace, was seriously injured and dying.

Kongjing's father died on the battlefield in order to resist the enemy's attack.

The ten-thousand-year-old right arm bone he originally possessed was obtained by the only surviving Contra in the field.

When he saw his son's body was in a state of disrepair, Castle wanted to tear up the Contra, but was stopped by Bibi Dong, who was the acting Pope.

What Bibi Dong means is that when Castle's grandson grows up and awakens his martial soul, if his innate soul power exceeds level seven, they can do whatever they want.

If the soul power does not exceed level seven, then this soul bone belongs to that Contra.

In fact, doing this is to favor Castle, because on this road, there is no such thing as the soul bone belonging to him.

Whoever is stronger will get the soul bone.

Whoever is weak will die.

Castle's father was weak, so he was killed by the enemy.

The Contra who picked up the leak was weak, so he had to accept the bet.

This time, Castle was there to fulfill the bet.

The soul master whose martial spirit was Fire Wolf has already met his end.

As for why Bibi Dong doesn’t care?

She wished that this group of people would die.

If the Castle family were not always loyal to the Pope's lineage and not to a certain person, Castle would probably all be liquidated.

"This soul bone belonged to your father back then, and it is very suitable for our family's martial spirit. Even if your martial spirit has mutated now, it should still be very useful."

Castle stroked Kong Jing's hair very kindly, then wrapped the severed arm with his soul power and sent it to Kong Jing.

Looking at this bloody scene, Kong Jing was not afraid, but felt a sense of warmth.

He took the severed arm in his hand and used his soul power to guide the soul bone in it.

The palm of his hand was like a knife. Kong Jing cut the severed arm in half with the knife.

The severed arm without the soul power could not withstand Kong Jing's attack and was evenly cut open.

A piece of crystal soul bone that looked like a forearm appeared in Kong Jing's hand.

The bright white brilliance is like the most wonderful thing in the world.

Kong Jing's hand touched the soul bone, and a warm feeling spread into his palm, and the soul power in his body surged towards the soul bone uncontrollably.

Kongjing didn't feel surprised or panic.

Because this kind of thing has already happened once in Wuhun Forest.

Ziz~

Ziz~

The soul bones emitted a slight blue light as they were nourished by Kong Jing's soul power.

Looking at this slightly familiar light, and recalling the changes in the soul bone of the Thousand-Year-Old Jackal King after he activated his soul power, Kong Jing felt that he had really touched a treasure this time.

The blue light became brighter and brighter, and even Ghost Douluo and Castle were attracted to it.

Unlike the Thousand Year Bone Jackal King Charming Demon who was restrained, the ghost energy emitted by this piece of soul bone was so powerful that even Ghost Douluo was a little jealous.

"Huh~ Is it the most suitable soul for Ghost King Purgatory Ibaraki Doji?" Kong Jing seemed to recall the fear of being dominated by Friday during that time.

Brother, do you want to brush up your soul?

I'll send out the Fire Spirit, you start the team

ps: There is a selection today. Have you shipped it?

I played 120 times, and I made a lucky move in position 3 with explosions, explosion damage, and speeds.

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