Douluo's mask

So Langlu kicked the porky Rong out of his sleep very unkindly.

Zhu Zhurong woke up in a daze. He was used to being woken up from time to time.

"Continue to drink water and use soul skills!" After two days of training, Zhu Zhurong has already understood Wandering's quirks. The situation is stronger than others. Zhu Zhurong drank a bowl of life bath water skillfully, and then used the second soul skill, Wandering. He was feeling the operation and effect of soul skills from the side, hoping to create his own soul skills with this.

Another hour passed, and Feng Miao and the other three people had woken up one by one, while Lang Ji had still made very little progress in his self-created soul skills.

It was already dark, and something strange appeared on the white horse. The white hair was emitting a brilliant white light in the dark night, which was very bright.

Langji looked at the jade-like white horse and exclaimed: "Holy crap, is this the legendary special effect!?

Why didn’t I! ! ! "

Langji admitted that he was jealous of his mount. If this special effect were used on him, the effect would be much greater than that on a horse.

Ye Wenwen, who woke up, liked the beautiful white horse very much. She showed a long-lost smile and wanted to reach out her little hand to touch the white horse.

But this white horse is a fierce horse. How could he let a little girl touch his noble hair? Moreover, it is a beast, not a human. It is not like Pikachu that automatically became wise when it was wandering through the contract.

Therefore, with a kick of the hoof, Ye Wenwen was about to be kicked away. Seeing this, how could the white horse succeed when Lang Wan saw this? He did not hesitate to pull Ye Wenwen into his arms.

And Ye Wenwen also realized that Baima just wanted to kick her, and she was so frightened that she didn't move.

Feng Miao and Ba Fu hurriedly hid behind Lang Ji. They also saw that the white horse was quite dignified. Even after the changes in the previous two days, they still couldn't change their cowardly personalities.

However, it is better to be happy to see this situation than to be depressed.

Langji smiled and comforted Ye Wenwen in his arms: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid. This horse is my mount. If you want to touch it so suddenly, it thinks you want to hurt it. Of course it has to protect itself." Got it!"

Ye Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at Lang Ji's face, and whispered softly: "Master, can I touch him now?"

Langji laughed: "Haha, of course, you are mine, of course you can touch me, let alone touch, even if you ride, it doesn't matter!

The original reason why I wanted to buy a horse was because you were not a soul master, had poor health, and was just a little girl. Seeing that you were very tired, I wanted to buy you a horse so that you would not have to worry about getting tired while riding it. "

Ye Wenwen was moved when she heard this: I'm so touched. I didn't expect the master to care about me so much. I also know that the master asked me to kill the bandits to train me, but I'm really, really scared.

Ye Wenwen looked at Lang Ji's face again: But fortunately, I have a master who is so kind to me. The master is good.

Ye Wenwen blushed with embarrassment and said softly, "Thank you, Master."

"Haha, it's okay, come here and let me carry you and sit on this horse!"

Langji picked up Ye Wenwen and was about to put her on the horse. He also saw the dissatisfaction in Baima's eyes, but it was no use. Langji had such a domineering attitude that Baima had to surrender.

Langji had already put Ye Wenwen safely on the horseback, and suddenly remembered that the white horse seemed to have no name yet, but Langji looked at the fluorescence emitted by the white horse and immediately came up with a good name: "This horse is called Ye Zhaoyu, how about it?" Langji not only I'm asking Baima, and I'm still asking Ye Wenwen.

Although he didn't understand how the white horse expressed its emotions, Langji saw satisfaction, or indifference, in its eyes.

Ye Wenwen's eyes also lit up: "Yezhaoyu, your name sounds nice, I'll call you Yuyu."

Ye Zhaoyu still made no move.

At this time, Feng Miao pointed at Ye Zhaoyu and asked Langji: "Boss, how old is this horse?"

"6000 years! Damn it!" Feng Miao exclaimed.

Ba Fu was also shocked and murmured in his heart: The boss is the boss, even the mount is a 6000-year-old soul beast, awesome.

Langji smiled and said to them: "You are recovering well!"

Ba Fu and Feng Miao's faces turned rosy, and they were a little embarrassed. After all, they were so depressed and cold before, but this kind of personality was ruined by Ye Zhaoyu.

The wandering did not continue, but looked at Ye Wenwen on the horse: "Wenwen, how about it, Ye Zhaoyu is good!"

Ye Wenwen heard this and replied happily: "Yes, thank you master, Yuyu looks so beautiful."

Hearing the beauty, Langji had a bold idea. He first lay down on the ground, and then looked at Ye Zhaoyu's crotch.

Finally, Wandering got up, muttering silently in his heart: Mother, mother, hahaha, God help me, if she waits for 10 years, then I won't be polite.

The more I thought about Wandering, the more I realized that although it would take Ye Zhaoyu hundreds of thousands of years to reach 10 years, after all, she was not like some big meat bug who lived one year plus one year of cultivation as if there was no bottleneck.

Ye Wenwen suddenly remembered something and exclaimed: "Oh!"

Langji woke up from his dream: "What are you doing, Wenwen!?" Langji was very confused as to why Ye Wenwen screamed like this.

Feng Miao and Ba Fu also looked at Ye Wenwen with doubts in their eyes.

Everyone is waiting for Ye Wenwen's explanation.

Ye Wenwen's surprised tone came: "Master, I remembered it. It's not that I can't become a soul master without soul power, but that no one has awakened my martial soul for me."

Hearing this, several people were filled with surprise.

Langji's eyes widened: "Damn it, you didn't tell me earlier!"

Ye Wenwen gently lowered her head: "Have you forgotten? Didn't I just remember it?"

"Okay, okay, I'll take Wenwen to awaken the martial spirit, Ba Fu, Feng Miao, you guys wait here, oh, by the way, take Ye Zhaoyu to that shop and put a saddle and horseshoes on me, okay? I don’t understand it very well, you’ll know just by asking others, by the way, don’t forget the pork.”

When Zhu Zhurong heard Langji mention his name again, he thought something big was going to happen, but the result was that he told you to let him run away. Is he that kind of person? Well, in fact, he was so afraid of Langji that he didn't even have the courage to escape.

After Langji finished speaking, he picked up Ye Wenwen and ran towards the Wuhun Hall to let Ye Wenwen awaken her Wuhun and kill the seller by the way.

Soon, although there were many people at night, fortunately, Wandering was not burdened by Ye Zhaoyu. He ran directly from the roof and reached the Wuhun Palace without any obstruction.

He took out the token to prove his identity and simply went in. He came to the room where the martial soul awakened and found a professional.

Emmm, he is also a soul king after all, and he actually does the work of awakening the martial soul himself. Yes, the master who awakens the martial soul is the seller.

The seller laughed when he saw Langji: "My little friend, do you want to join my Soul Palace? Don't worry, the Soul Palace will definitely open the door for you. Don't worry about it being over."

Langji Wenyan interrupted him mercilessly: "Okay, uncle, I'm bringing my sister to awaken her martial spirit. Hurry up."

The seller was not angry when his speech was interrupted, but looked at Ye Wenwen with a smile: "Children, come forward, let me help you awaken the martial spirit..." The seller said the key points of deciding the martial spirit.

"Come and awaken your martial spirit."