The biography of Hu Liena of Douluo

In the core area of ​​the Star Forest, night slowly opened.

"Hohohohohohohoho" A huge black dragon rolled back and forth on the ground. Many towering ancient trees nearby were suddenly knocked down and crushed.

"Boss, he's sick again, how many times has this happened?" Mr. Xiong looked at the nervous emerald swan Brigitte next to him and muttered in a low voice.

Brigitte did not speak and shook her head slightly, but her red eyes showed that she was not feeling very well at the moment.

"Ditian, surrender to me and I will shape a divine body for you, help you break the iron law that soul beasts cannot become gods, and ascend to the divine realm." A voice slowly rose from the mind of the golden-eyed black dragon king Ditian who was constantly tumbling. rise.

"Wishful thinking, if you really have this ability, you won't come out to torture me every night when night falls. This must be the 49,190th time. I still say the same thing, you want to take over my body, you will never impossible"

"What are you still insisting on? The Silver Dragon King has surrendered to me. Can't you see the growing power in his body?" The voice in Di Tian's heart continued to seduce.

"Don't try to lie to me. I'm not that idiot of the Silver Dragon King. His power is constantly growing, and he may soon break through the limit of god level. But, do you think I haven't noticed that his soul has already died? Now that sleeping person is The soul in Silver Dragon King's body is not his at all." Di Tian continued to struggle and resist.

"Humph, now that you have discovered it, continue to enjoy the torture from the depths of your soul. I will slowly destroy your soul. By then it will no longer matter whether you surrender or not. If you choose to surrender now, you can suffer less. Bitter." Seeing Di Tian's showdown with him, the voice stopped pretending.

"You, grandpa, and I have survived nearly 50,000 days of torture as an old dog. Today is no different. Grandpa, I want to see what tricks you, such a hidden turtle grandson, can do, hahaha." Di Tianqiang Enduring the bone-breaking pain, he laughed to the sky in his spiritual world.

"You, you, you, you are looking for death." The owner of the voice stopped breathing after being scolded, and angrily intensified the torture of Di Tian's soul. Every night when night falls, he has half an hour to break through Di Tian's mental suppression and torture the golden-eyed black dragon king Di Tian to his heart's content.

"Well, another demon species suddenly lost its ability to sense the information that the demon species fed back last time. Where did it come from? It seems to be a place called Wuhun City. It is probably some crappy human alchemist who put this... The demon seed was turned into ashes."

The shadow that was torturing Ditian's soul suddenly froze for a moment and muttered to himself. After a moment, he didn't think much and continued to torture Ditian's soul. After all, there was not much time left for him today.

About half a quarter of an hour later, Ditian's rolling body gradually calmed down. "Old dog, you don't have the strength anymore. You can't do it anymore. Wait until grandpa gets some rest. It will be grandpa's turn to torture you at sunrise tomorrow."

Ditian felt that the power that tortured him in his mind was gradually weakening, and he gritted his teeth and threatened. It's not that he doesn't want to be tortured back immediately, but that he really can't squeeze out any strength now, whether it's soul or body.

"Boss, he seems to have stopped. Let's go in and take a look." Feeling that Di Tian stopped struggling not far away, Mr. Xiong's eyes flickered.

Brigitte stretched out her hand to stop Mr. Xiong who was about to rush in. "Have you forgotten what he said? No matter what happens, I am the only one who can get close to him at night." Brigitte's tone was cold, and her eyes were fixed on Mr. Xiong, which was very cold.

"You and I, we care about each other and become chaotic. Well, well, well, if you are not allowed in, then I won't go in. Really, good intentions are regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs." Mr. Xiong's face was uncertain, but he rolled his eyes and finally agreed. I chose to be soft.

"Huh, it's best that you really mean well." Brigitte frowned, flicked her sleeves, and snorted at Mr. Xiong. Then he took small, light steps and quickly drifted towards where Di Tian was.

Seeing Bi Ji's figure gradually disappearing, Mr. Xiong spat on the ground. "Smelly cousin, why are you so arrogant? If Lao Hei hadn't been alive, you would have been docile and happy with your boss a long time ago. Damn you"

After spitting and complaining, Mr. Xiong carefully sensed the vicinity and confirmed that there were no other soul beasts. Then he pretended to be a show-off, patted the non-existent dust on his body, raised his fat belly, and walked toward his cave with his head held high, looking like a general returning from victory.

In the forest, Brigitte lifted up the man who fell to the ground, who had basically transformed into a human form. Except for the two exquisite dragon horns on his head and the dark dragon tail trailing behind him, Di Tian sat cross-legged. Then he began to use his vibrant turquoise soul power to treat Ditian.

When Ditian's eyebrows gradually relaxed, his breathing gradually returned to calmness from chaos. Brigitte stopped her treatment.

Wiping the beads of sweat on her temples, Brigitte calmed her rapid breathing and stood up slowly. She felt her vision suddenly go dark, and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she managed to hold on to a big tree next to her in time.

After recovering some soul power and physical strength, Bi Ji reluctantly carried Di Tian on her back and walked back to his cave step by step. After settling the sleeping Di Tian and changing him into clean clothes, Biji slowly returned to her cave.

When she returned to her cave, she mustered up her last bit of energy and carefully closed the door. Then he no longer cared about the clothes on his body that were soaked with sweat, so he fell straight to the floor and fell into a deep sleep.

It's night, the stars are shining brightly, and the bright moon has disappeared. The entire Star Forest fell asleep peacefully in the dim light of the stars.

In the early morning, from the first ray of sunlight shining on the highest treetops of the Star Forest, the entire forest began to regain its former vitality.

The chirping birds went out to look for food and nursed the chicks in the nest with their mouths open; a leopard was lying under the tree, feeding two cubs that had just opened their eyes under him.

All this is happening everywhere in this ancient and vast forest, day after day.

Of course, where there is light, there will inevitably be shadows.

Star Dou Forest, somewhere on the outskirts.

"Boss, we've made a fortune. This is a litter of heart-fox cubs, and they are of very high quality. If we sell them to Landian City, we will earn more money than we brothers can spend in our lifetimes."

A lean man with hanging eyes and buck teeth, holding the tail of a headless bloody heart fox corpse in one hand, and carrying six fluffy white heart fox cubs that have not yet opened their eyes in his other hand, spitting all over the place. The ground, bragging to the leader in his mouth, boasted about what they had gained during this trip.

"Well, I got rich." The boss looked as shy as if he was pregnant with Liujia, and his small eyes were squeezed into his big, greasy face. "but"

"Nothing." The lean man still didn't ask the question, and fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face. Looking at his head, he held a beating heart that was spurting blood in his fat hand. He spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, twitched his hands and feet a few times, and finally died reluctantly.

"But it's me who got rich, not us." The fat man threw away the heart that was still dripping with blood in his hand with a look of disgust, picked up the adult fox corpse and the screaming heart fox cub on the ground, and faced it The rising sun slowly walked out of the forest.

His shadow on the ground was stretched by the rising sun, and the heart of the one who was thrown to the ground trembled for a few last times before becoming still. Soon an unknown beast came smelling the smell of blood and ate up the remains and the separated heart.

In the rising sun, the vibrant Star Forest has returned to its previous tranquility and peace, as if nothing disharmonious had ever happened.