Douluo's giant

At noon, after lunch.

After Hao Heng adapted to the changes brought about by the soul bone, he sat on the ground and worried about the wound on his back.

The door suddenly opened, and two figures rushed in.

"Boss, we found it."

Xie Yue and Yan rushed to Hao Heng panting, propped up their knees and said to him.

Hao Heng looked at them a few times, and then saw the bag they were dragging behind them.

"What is that?" Hao Heng asked.

Yan pulled the bag, Xie Yue opened it, and took out a steel vest, a real vest made of steel. His dark body was displayed in front of Hao Heng.

"Boss, how's it going?"

Xie Yue shook a few times in triumph, it seemed like it was his idea.

Hao Heng stood up, took the iron vest and touched it carefully a few times. It was quite thick. He raised his head and said, "It will work, this."

"Boss, the wound on your back is just that small. Just put this on and put some clothes on it. That's it. Give it a try."

Xie Yue said as she unbuttoned a row of buttons on the front of the vest, grabbing it and trying to put it on Hao Heng.

Hao Heng had no choice but to put it on and feel it.

"Hey, it's not bad."

He cheered up a few times and said easily.

This iron vest was very close-fitting. It looked very thick and heavy from the outside, but he felt a little unaccustomed to the lightness when wearing it. He turned around and asked Xie Yue and the others to look behind them.

"How is it? Are all the wounds covered?"

Xie Yue and the others stood up and stepped forward. After looking at him, they said to him: "Don't worry, boss, nothing is exposed."

Hao Heng thought for a moment and realized that the wound was on the shoulder blade, so it should be completely covered, and he said excitedly: "Quick, get my coat."

After a while, Hao Heng got dressed.

Standing in front of the mirror and looking at it.

Pure white woolen undershirt, brown leather robe jacket, black trousers, and white cloth shoes.

Hao Heng nodded with satisfaction and said, "You did a good job."

"Then, boss, when will we start exercising!"

Yan asked, rubbing his hands.

Hao Heng glanced at him and said, "Tomorrow, come to me before dawn tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Hao Heng squeezed away the two people and walked outside.

Leaving Xie Yue, who was stunned and at a loss, they stared at each other.

.........

The library of Wuhun Academy is peaceful and quiet, without a trace of noise.

Because it was class time, there were few people here.

There is a large wooden table at the door. There is a pile of white paper piled on the table, forming a hill. Behind the hill, there is a rattan lounge chair. A delicate-looking woman with long blue and white hair is holding a book and covering it. On his face, he had his arms folded and his legs were put together on the table. It looked like he was taking a nap.

Hao Heng hid behind a big tree far away from the gate and peeked into the door. After knowing the state of the man guarding the door, a happy expression appeared on his face.

Sneaking close to the door, staying as far away from the wooden table at the door as possible, he walked past a warning sign prohibiting the entry of open flames, and was about to fall into the embrace of the sea of ​​books.

A cold voice came from behind.

"stop!"

Hao Heng stiffened, a trace of cruelty flashed across his brows, and when he was about to sneak in, the man behind him spoke again.

"If you take one step forward, I will apply to the college to specifically ban you from entering the library."

"Senior, there's no need for this. I just want to read a book. I'm not violating any rules."

Hao Heng turned around helplessly and looked at the man walking towards him.

Her long hair is flowing, her skin is as white as snow, and her eyes are as clear as gemstones, but her body is a bit thin, and a little too cold.

The cold-faced senior walked up behind Hao Heng, pressed lightly on the wound on his back, frowned, walked to the wooden sign aside and patted it a few times: "No open flames allowed inside."

Hao Heng said calmly: "I didn't bring an open flame! Where is it?"

He looked around, shrugged doubtfully and said.

"Ha ha."

The senior sister sneered a few times, then grabbed Hao Heng's collar and dragged him out forcefully.

It's not that Hao Heng has never thought about staying in the library, but after he tried it for the first time, he didn't think about it again, because this senior's strength is unfathomable, despite her small and thin appearance. , seemed to be easy to bully. The first time Hao Heng was planning to act like a gangster in the library, she punched a big hole in the wall with her bare hands.

You must know that the hardness of the stone used in the library is no worse than diamond. If Hao Heng wanted to penetrate it, it would be impossible without the strength of a 100-meter-tall stone.

Moreover, it was impossible for Hao Heng to summon his martial spirit to fight her. He could only let her throw him outside the library, then get up immediately, eyes wide open and teeth gritted.

The senior sister turned her head half-way, but he immediately put away his expression.

"Wait until you solve the problem of the wound, then come back."

After finishing speaking, the senior sister returned behind the wooden table and sat down.

Hao Heng squatted in front of the wooden table, folded his hands, rested his chin on his arms, and looked at her intently.

Perhaps Hao Heng's gaze was too fiery. The cold-faced senior sister frowned, took away the book, and asked angrily: "What are you going to do?"

Hao Heng showed a mournful expression and said: "Senior, help me!"

The senior took a few deep breaths, calmed down and said, "I'm not a doctor, and I don't know the healing soul skills. You have found the wrong person."

"No, senior sister, listen to me."

"You also know about my wound. I have tried all the usual methods, but the fire cannot be extinguished at all. If this cannot suppress the flames, I will be swallowed up by the fire sooner or later. Now there is a way, find a The one that suits me can help me control its soul ring, and I can turn it into a treasure."

"Just fine, let me go in and look for you. I promise to be careful."

The cold-faced senior stared at Hao Heng's face and asked doubtfully: "Your martial soul is not fire-attributed. Can you have a soul ring that is suitable for you and can help you control flames as you said?"

"How does Senior Sister know that my martial spirit is not fire-attributed?"

Hao Heng asked rhetorically.

The senior was stunned, her eyes dodge, she looked away, her face turned slightly red.

Hao Heng didn't notice anything strange about her and thought she was angry, so he quickly explained: "Don't worry, senior, there are so many soul beasts, there will always be one that suits me."

"What about Senior, let me in! Senior?"

Hao Heng tilted his head and looked at her and asked.

The senior coughed a few times and said coldly: "Wait here."

She stood up and walked into the library.

After 10 minutes, she threw a thick stack of books in front of Hao Heng. Hao Heng flipped through it a few times. They were all books about soul beasts. His eyes lit up, he raised his head and asked, "Senior, can I?" Take it back to see?"

"No, just sit there and look for it."

The cold-faced senior pointed at the threshold and said.

"Uh, okay."

Hao Heng didn't mind it either. He picked up a book and put it on the threshold. While flipping through the book, he said accidentally: "By the way, senior sister, I've known you for so long, but I still don't know your name."

The cold-faced senior lowered her head, her palm-sized face was white and rosy, and she was so cute that you couldn't help but want to take a bite.

"My name is Luo Li."

"Ah, what?"

Hao Heng raised his head. He was immersed in a book just now and didn't hear clearly.

"nothing!"

The cold-faced senior snorted, turned around and sat back in her seat, covering her face with a book.