Douluo's Infinite Devouring

"Brother, you are back."

The girl who came out looked cute, her eyes were light grass green, her clothes were also green, and the corners were ink. She was shorter than Yan and about the same height as Ming Tian.

"Xiao Wan, come on, let me introduce you. This is the new brother I met today, Ming Tian who helped me win the battle of souls!"

"Mingtian, this is my sister, Yan Qingwan."

Yan said and patted Mingtian on the shoulder. Mingtian looked at Yan Qingwan with some embarrassment and suddenly thought of his sister Mingxue.

"What's wrong? Ming Tian?"

"It's okay, Brother Yan, I suddenly thought of my sister."

"Huh? Do you have a sister too?"

"Well, my sister's name is Ming Xue. But I can't find her."

Yan noticed the sadness in Mingtian's heart and comforted Mingtian:

"What's wrong? Are you lost? Don't worry, can you remember your sister's appearance? Our Yanling Auction House also has small branches in other places, and we can help you find your sister."

"Thank you, Brother Yan."

"Mingtian, don't be too sad. Since you are my brother's friend, you are also my friend. We will stay with you."

"Thank you!"

"My sister is five years old this year, but she will be six in a month, and she will be able to awaken her martial spirit."

"I'm looking forward to Xiaowan's awakening."

"Our father's name is Yan Wei. He is usually busy and doesn't care about us, so you won't see him."

"Let's go, I'll ask my servant to arrange a room for you."

Yan's enthusiasm exceeded Mingtian's expectations, and Mingtian suddenly felt like he was at home.

"Brother Yan, you are so kind to me. By the way, where is your mother?"

The two were walking along while talking, and Yan suddenly stopped when he heard it.

"My mother passed away after giving birth to Qingwan. It was the evil soul master who killed her!"

After Yan said this, his whole person became much colder and his whole body exuded anger.

After hearing this, Mingtian's hands and feet felt cold, the warmth he just felt immediately receded, and his face turned pale.

Was it someone from their Holy Spirit Church who did it? Then isn't he an enemy to Yan?

One second he was in heaven, and the next second Mingtian felt like he was falling into hell. He thought he would make a good friend who would talk to him about everything, but instead he became an enemy with hatred.

Do you want to confess?

"Sorry……"

"It's okay, Mingtian, don't you know? I'm sorry. Did the aura I just exuded scare you? Why does your face look so ugly? Did you suffer a hidden injury from the battle just now?"

Yan asked caringly.

Mingtian didn't know how to answer. The apology he just made wasn't an apology for this, but when it came to his lips, he swallowed it back.

Mingtian nodded.

"I'm a little tired. Maybe I was injured in the battle just now."

"In that case, just go and rest. We'll see you tomorrow."

"what?"

"Tomorrow..., see you tomorrow."

"I forgot, tomorrow, Mingtian. Haha, your name is so interesting, tomorrow Mingtian."

"By the way, which Ming are you?"

"It's You..."

"It's the sound of yoyo chirping."

"That's it. I'm leaving then. You have a good rest."

Yan waved and left, and Mingtian breathed a sigh of relief after watching Yan leave.

What should we do next? Forget it, let’s take it one step at a time.

Mingtian stayed at Yan's house with many worries on his mind and fell into a deep sleep.

the next day……

Mingtian woke up from his sleep and looked at the simple room around him. He remembered that this was Yan's home and that he had experienced a lot yesterday.

From now on, he has to live carefully in Yan's house and not expose his abilities, martial arts and identity. Once he has saved enough money, he will find an opportunity to leave, Ming Tian thought to himself.

After washing up, Mingtian walked out of the room. Yan's home was very grand, and the servants were all busy working.

"Eh? Mingtian, are you awake?"

The brisk voice came again, and Mingtian looked and saw that it was Yan Qingwan.

"Hello, Miss Yan."

Ming Tian said a little shyly.

"I'm younger than you, why do you still call me girl? You are my brother's friend. Just call me Xiaowan like my brother."

"Okay, come and eat. Brother asked me to call you specially."

Yan Qingwan took Mingtian's hand and ran towards the eating place. Mingtian was even more shy. After all, he was still a six-year-old child, and he didn't have much contact except his sister and peers.

When he arrived at the dining place, Yan had been waiting for him for a long time and said with a smile:

"Mingtian, you are here. Eat quickly. After you finish eating, I will take you to our auction house to see if you can find anything good."

"Brother, I want to go too!"

"Okay, Xiaowan will come too."

"Auction house?"

"Yes, our family runs an auction house, but it does not mean that everything in the auction house belongs to our family. We only provide such a trading place and protection measures. There are many sellers who do not want to show up and entrust us to help with the auction. There are also some passers-by who pass through Tianling City, or things that are difficult to sell as stolen goods in some inland cities, will go to such remote cities to sell stolen goods and auction them, and what we earn is handling fees and protection fees."

"Sometimes I occasionally buy some tricky things that can't be sold. Today we're going to try our luck."

Yan explained to Mingtian, and Mingtian nodded. The three of them had eaten and drank enough and walked towards the Yanling Auction House.

The Yanling Auction House was extremely busy. In addition to the locals, there were more experienced and wandering soul masters.

Many of these people are faceless and disguised.

"I said, why did you bring me here? Is there anything you want to investigate here?"

The poisonous soul died and asked Meng Qianji.

Meng Qianji brought him here early in the morning.

"Come and take a look, maybe you'll find something good."

"what?"

Meng Qianji sensed that Ming Tian was following Yan among the crowd.

"This is not from yesterday..."

"Looks like you're right. Let's go. Don't worry, I won't spend your money."

"But you haven't paid me back the three thousand gold soul coins you gave me last time."

Poison Soul said angrily.

The two of them blended into the ordinary audience seats, and Yan went directly to the VIP seats because he was the boss.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Today's morning auction at Yanling Auction House has officially begun!"

"This is a Soul Saint-level expert hired by my family. There are only a handful of them in this Tianling City. If it weren't for him, so many things would have been coveted by others. This person's name is He Chen, the Martial Spirit Heavenly Fierce Halberd. , with level 72 soul power, he was born as an ordinary commoner and came from a small village in the Fasnuo Province of Tiandou City. It is quite impressive for a small village to have a strong soul saint. By the way, I heard that their village was... To commemorate him and name it Holy Soul Village is really arrogant and ridiculous. If a god appeared in their village, wouldn't it be called Shenhun Village?"

"It's quite interesting. Maybe their village will really have a god in the future."

"God, with your and my talents, maybe it will be possible for us in the future. Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The auction has begun."