Qingcang Douluo of Douluo

"Shut up, you talk too much!"

Lin Ran scolded angrily, and Hou Wen decisively shut up and shrank behind his younger brother Hou Wu. Now Lin Ran seemed to have a trace of black energy coming out of his head, and his whole body showed signs of blackening.

"Okay, we'll go see your grandpa later."

Ling Bai happily agreed. When he rescued Ye Lingling in the Star Dou Forest, he had the intention to win over Ye Renxin, the Nine-Heart Saint.

Lin Ran's blackening only flashed for a moment, and she quickly returned to normal. She looked at the two of them thoughtfully.

It seems... they have known each other before?

Several members of the Imperial Fighting Team also vaguely had this speculation. Ye Lingling seemed to know this terrifying sword demon and was quite familiar with it.

Afterwards, Ling Bai briefly said goodbye to Team Madness and left the Great Soul Fighting Arena with Ye Lingling.

On the way, Ye Lingling couldn't help but ask: "Ling Bai, didn't you say you wanted to join the Spirit Hall at that time? Why did you show up at the Soto Spirit Arena?"

Ling Bai thought for a moment and replied: "I have joined the Spirit Hall and become a deacon of the Spirit Hall in Soto City. I am relatively free on weekdays, so I often come to the Great Spirit Fighting Arena to hone my practical abilities."

Making up lies also requires logic. With Ling Bai's talent and strength, Wuhun Palace would only reject him if he lost his mind and went crazy. Therefore, he packaged himself as an ordinary Wuhun Palace deacon. Ye Lingling was indeed There was no doubt that he was there, and he even comforted him with a gentle voice:

"The fact that you became a deacon just after you entered the Spirit Hall shows that the higher-ups attach great importance to you. When your spirit power breaks through, you will definitely become a bishop. Don't be in a hurry!"

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Ling Bai smiled slightly. Ye Lingling was sweet-tempered, gentle and considerate, with the lightness and elegance of a lady in her bones. With her, you would feel extremely relaxed every moment.

Not long after, Ye Lingling led Ling Bai to an ordinary hotel. From the outside, it didn't look like a place where a big shot like Ye Renxin should stay.

After walking into the hotel and going straight upstairs, Ye Lingling gently knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

An old but still strong and powerful voice came, and a moving smile bloomed on Ye Lingling's face. Before opening the door, she couldn't help but call out: "Grandpa, I brought Ling Bai to see you."

The layout of the hotel room is extremely simple, with a bed, a wooden table, and a few wooden chairs, and that's it.

Sitting on a wooden chair is an old man holding a book. He is about eighty years old. Time has left permanent traces on his face, but it can be vaguely seen that the old man must have been very good-looking when he was young, but his face is a bit too complex. He was pale and looked like he had been severely injured.

When the old man saw Ye Lingling, he immediately put down the book in his hand, stood up from the wooden chair, smiled kindly, and immediately turned his eyes to Ling Bai who was beside Ye Lingling.

Obviously the old man's eyes were not aggressive at all, kind and calm, and the goodwill in them seemed to be solidified. But for some reason, Ling Bai felt awkward at the moment, and he felt like he was being seen through.

According to the intelligence from Wuhun Palace, Ye Renxin is just a Soul Saint. Last time, Ye Lingling told him that Ye Renxin had exceeded level 5 and invited Poison Douluo Dugubo to enter the Forest of Life together to search for lives over [-] years old. tree.

So Ye Renxin is just a Contra at best, but his abilities are very strange.

"Hello, senior saint, I am Ling Bai." Ling Bai said solemnly.

Ye Renxin smiled and said: "I've heard Lingling mention you a long time ago. When I saw you today, you are indeed a talented person!"

"Senior Saint is so complimentary."

"How could it be? Without you, our Nine Hearts Begonia lineage would probably be cut off. You are my benefactor. The Saint is too unfamiliar. If you don't dislike it, just call me Grandpa Ye."

Ye Renxin had a sincere expression. More than ten years ago, his son and daughter-in-law died in a hunting accident of a soul beast, leaving only him and young Ye Lingling.

Ye Renxin practiced medicine all his life. Douluo Dalu praised his greatness, but could not save his relatives. The pain and guilt made Ye Renxin afraid of Ye Lingling in his mouth.

"Okay Grandpa Ye, you can also call me Xiaobai."

Ling Bai is a good person. Although Ye Renxin respects his status, he is not bad as the saint son of Wuhun Palace, but he is just hiding it temporarily. He actually doesn't want to call him a saint.

Seeing that Ye Renxin took the initiative to change Ling Bai's name to grandpa, Ye Langling showed that his first impression of Ling Bai was not bad. Her red lips curled up slightly involuntarily, as if the boyfriend she had brought home for the first time had been recognized by her family.

"Xiao Bai, you saved Lingling and I can't help but express it. Let's do this. I'll give you a gift..."

Ling Bai quickly declined and said, "You don't need to take it too seriously. In fact, Lingling and I help each other. She helped me a lot when I obtained the third soul ring."

Ye Renxin laughed loudly: "Don't refuse yet. I have been poor all my life and can't give you anything valuable, but old man, I have been practicing medicine all my life and I am still quite confident in my medical skills.

A war soul master will always go through battles, big and small, and his body will inevitably be left with various hidden wounds. How about I take your pulse and then nurse you back to health? "

Ye Renxin stretched out two fingers. His face was criss-crossed with wrinkles, but his hands were like a baby's skin, with a hint of rosiness in the whiteness.

"This……"

Ling Bai's heart was moved. The No. [-] therapeutic department in mainland China had left this shop in this village.

"bring it on."

Ye Renxin forcibly pulled Ling Bai to sit on both sides of the wooden table, and placed her fingers on Ling Bai's pulse.

"The body temperature is much lower than that of ordinary people. It seems that your sword must be related to ice."

Ye Renxin's expression was serious as he entered the state. His words were so calm that there were no fluctuations at all. His tone was not doubtful at all, but slowly affirmative.

Ling Bai was silent and did not speak. Ye Renxin continued: "Calm and gentle, neither floating nor sinking, neither slow nor counting, neither thin nor heavy, even rhythm. The pulse is really strong and rare to see in a century!" Ye Renxin retracted his fingers and admired sincerely. road.

"Now I'm going to help you heal the hidden wounds in your body."

Ye Renxin only said one word, and the rich pink-white light lit up. A moving begonia flower three times larger than Ye Lingling appeared in front of Ling Bai's eyes. It was graceful and graceful, with seven souls: yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black. Rings rise from beneath the feet.

"Seven rings?"

Ling Bai was secretly surprised. Ye Renxin, who was at level [-], only had seven soul rings. So there was only one truth...

This time Ye Renxin and Poison Douluo's Forest of Life operation failed!

Ye Renxin has not yet become a real Contra!

No wonder his face is a little pale. Well, he is worthy of being a titled Douluo combat unit. I really have you, Bo!