Douluo: My martial spirit is Suona

And just when Si Tu Yueming was about to lose his support and was teetering on the verge of collapse, the cracks in the illusion continued to expand, as if it was about to shatter.

But at the last moment, Si Tu Yueming fell down, and the power of the domain also disappeared.

Outside that illusion, a figure shrouded in a red cloak showed an evil smile.

Then, the figure suddenly opened its eyes wide, and saw that the illusion was like a lens, smashing to the ground, and generally shattered into pieces. Then, the person who appeared in front of the figure was Si Tu Yueming, who fell to the ground. Up, a figure covered in blood.

"How is this possible? They have obviously fallen down!"

A cute voice came from under the red robe.

When Si Tu Yueming heard this voice, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, then smiled. Hearing this voice, he curled his lips slightly in confusion and said: "You still underestimate me! I'm not What a slut, I have wanted to use three methods to break through this so-called illusion since the beginning."

"I was just afraid that you could see through what others said and thought in the illusion, so I pretended to use only one area to break the formation. At the last moment, I used strength and mental power at the same time to break this formation. The field breaks open.”

"After all, my external soul bone can't only absorb energy."

"Ah...you, a human boy, can break my illusion. You are pretty good at it. Well, do you think I should steam you or braise you?"

The cute voice came from that, but it made people feel so cold in their hearts.

Is this human language?Oh, by the way, the other party doesn’t seem to be a human being.

"Ahem, tell me what you have to say. In this area, with your strength, you shouldn't be here, right? Why are you attacking me?"

"I came out for a walk and saw how handsome you were, so I wanted to hit you."

"It seems that being handsome is also a mistake, and I have committed a heinous crime. Oh, it's my fault."

As he spoke, Si Tu Yueming put his right hand on his face and said in a helpless and slightly sad tone.

"You're so speechless. I think it should be grilled directly."

"No, no, let's talk it over if we have anything to say, right? Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. Whatever you want me to do, I'll help you. At least even if you want me to die, you have to let me die clearly! "Si Tu Yueming said quickly.

"Huh, humans are all like this. Then tell me, why do you smell like my brother?" Two tender white hands stretched out from under the red robe, just like a newborn baby, white and flawless, and then put them together. , coupled with that cute and cute voice.

One has to imagine what kind of cute loli is underneath that red robe?

"Ah? Your brother? I don't know your brother. Who is your brother? How can I have the aura of your brother? I am free and pure and never come into contact with anyone, let alone your brother."

"Oh, do humans still want to quibble? If you don't dare to admit it."

While he was talking, he didn't know where the figure in the red robe took out a pair of scissors, and then Tu Yueming made two strokes on his belly.

When Si Tu Yueming saw it, he couldn't help but sweat profusely. He felt that this was so scary. Then, with such a cute voice and such good skin, why would he do such a rude thing?

"Ahem, can you tell me your brother's name and what he looks like? I may not remember clearly."

"Okay then, my brother is a coffin with black gas coming out of his body." The red-robed figure said while gesturing in front of him with his small white hands.

Si Tu Yueming couldn't help being shocked after hearing this, and then asked the Ming coffin in his mind with a blank expression: "The coffin he is talking about can't be you, right? Even if he is a soul beast, he will not have anything to do with you. What does it matter? Shouldn’t your sister also be a coffin?"

"Ahem, this person is indeed my sister, my second sister. There are nine imperial clans in the hometown where my brother and I once lived. Each time, the best nine people are selected to work together to develop the fusion field, and I will He is the sixth among those nine.”

"The person in front of me is ranked second, so I call her second sister, and my brother is ranked seventh."

"This person's surname is Meng, and her name is Meng Yueqiu. We all call her Meng Po. Meng Po is a blissful ghost. This kind of creature has no life boundaries, so it can live for a long time and can stay in a certain age group. .”

"So don't be fooled by his appearance. If you were to count your human ages, he would be an old woman now."

After listening to Ming Coffin's explanation, Si Tu Yueming seemed to have some clarity.

Then he said to Meng Yueqiu: "Mother Meng, I know your brother. He sacrificed himself to me for some reasons."

While talking, Si Tu Yueming also showed off his martial soul and soul rings. The first one was a ten thousand year soul ring, which was particularly dazzling.

Meng Yueqiu felt it carefully, her eyes couldn't help but narrowed, and her voice became a little cold: "Even if my stupid brother is very stupid, how can he sacrifice a weak human being like you?"

Si Tu Yueming: "Ahem, please calm down and don't cause any conflicts. Your brother's soul is still in my body." "

"Why do you still want to threaten me with her? I have 1000 ways to take her soul out of your body and kill you."

"Mist Groove, are you so fierce?" No wonder Ming Coffin always felt a little cautious when he spoke just now.

"That's not what I mean. What I mean is that I can let your brother's soul briefly appear in the outside world and explain it to you. This is better than if something went wrong when I explained it, and it caused any conflicts."

Meng Yueqiu's slowly raised hand dropped, and Si Tu Yueming's raised heart also dropped.

Then Si Tu Yueming surfaced the attached soul bone, and then Ming Coffin's soul consciousness attached to it, and then spoke.

Alas, this thing is quite magical. Every time I see Si Tu Yueming, I am curious about it. What kind of operation is it?

Ming Coffin and Meng Yueqiu realized that they were talking in whispers, and their voices were so low that even if they were level 20, they couldn't hear them at all.

It must have been isolated by soul power.

There was no way he could not hear the Bagua Tu Yueming and had no choice but to lie on the ground and continue to recover. He did not have a peerless physique or a god-level magic weapon. Although his recovery speed was much faster than that of ordinary people, it was just like that.

While the two were talking, Meng Yueqiu frequently looked back at Si Tu Yueming who was lying on the ground.

This caused sweat to appear on Si Tu Yueming's head from time to time.

He was afraid that Meng Yueqiu would run up to him, grab him, and throw him into a pot to cook.