Douluo: My Martial Soul is a Bone

Three years later, the head of the Qibao Glazed Sect's mansion.

A pink-haired girl ran out of the sect master's mansion, like a pink wind blowing quickly through the gate of the sect master's mansion.

The girl is wearing a pure white dress, with neat ear-length pink short hair and fair and tender skin exposed from her neck, which can make every man who sees her pay attention.

The girl ran and waved her head back, shouting loudly.

"Dad, Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Jian, I'm leaving. Don't miss me. I will pay attention to safety."

The pink-haired girl ran towards the gate of Qibao Glazed Sect with excitement on her face, without paying any attention to her own image. She was like a child having fun in the field, her eyes filled with joy.

Ning Fengzhi and the two titled Douluo, who were standing at the door of the sect leader's mansion, looked dotingly at the girl who was gradually running away. Their eyes were filled with the care and concern of the elders for the younger ones.

"I don't know why that brat of mine refused to go to Tiandou Royal Academy and insisted on going to the little-known Shrek Academy. When Rongrong heard that Gu Yuan was going, she also insisted on going with her. Fengzhi, you can Are you so relieved to let Rongrong go to that academy called Shrek alone?"

The old man in black robe standing behind Ning Fengzhi said.

The tone was full of worries about the girl and dissatisfaction with Gu Yuan and Shrek Academy.

This kid kidnapped Rongrong, causing the old man to miss his precious granddaughter.

"It's not that I'm reassured, but that your precious grandson reassures me. Rongrong has been growing up under our wings these years, and it's time for her to go out and meet the market."

Ning Fengzhi looked into the distance, smiled, and answered slowly.

"Yes, Xiao Yuan's current strength is unrivaled among his peers, even among young people under fifteen."

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin next to him heard Ning Fengzhi talking about Gu Yuan and said with emotion.

"What level of soul power does Xiaoyuan have now? I haven't seen her for a year. She should be breaking through the soul sect soon."

After hearing Chen Xin's words, Ning Fengzhi also looked at Gu Rong curiously.

"Hey, you will know when my grandson arrives at Shrek. I don't want to talk too much." Gu Rong smiled mysteriously.

When the two of them heard what Gu Rong said, they knew that Gu Yuan's strength must be stronger than what Chen Xin said.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Xiaoyuan's speed in cultivating soul power is still so terrifying. It seems that we will soon welcome the fourth titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"That is, no matter whose grandson it is."

When Gu Rong heard someone praising his grandson, the corners of his mouth almost raised to the sky.

"Tch, what does this have to do with you? It's because of Gu Yuan's own efforts. If it really helps him, it's Gu Tang. What does it have to do with you?"

As soon as he heard that Gu Rong was showing off, Chen Xin immediately became angry.

"So what, one is my grandson and the other is my son. You don't have the chance to show off."

Gu Rong immediately sprayed back.

The two of them are a pair of bad friends, and there is no time to calm down. They will start fighting as soon as they meet.

Ning Fengzhi saw that the two of them seemed to be arguing again, so he quickly changed the topic.These two people would never stop scolding each other, and as long as one of them fell into a disadvantage, they would start fighting if they disagreed.

"Okay, okay, Uncle Jian and Uncle Bone, how old are you? It's not good for the people below to see it. Rongrong's safety is left to Gu Yuan. We still have to think carefully about how to face Wu Soul Palace’s next move.”

When the two old men heard the words "Martial Soul Hall", they also fell into silence.

"As I said before, the three sects must unite and the two empires temporarily shake hands and make peace. Only then can they be qualified to fight against Wuhun Palace. You know, as far as we know, there are five people in Wuhun Palace. A Titled Douluo, and this does not include the Hall of Elders. If the various forces are still playing yours, I will play mine. No one or force will be the opponent of the Spirit Hall."

Gu Rong said seriously.

On weekdays, Gu Rong usually accompanies Ning Fengzhi to handle the various affairs within the sect, while Chen Xin sits back and accepts the sect, focusing on cultivation and not caring about worldly affairs.

So Gu Rong has a big say in this matter.

"Alas, that's right. No force on the mainland can compete with Wuhun Palace."

Ning Fengzhi sighed deeply, and he was very clear about Gu Rong's words.Unfortunately, the current situation is beyond his control.I have an idea, but there is no way.

The three of them looked at the Qibao Glazed Sect at their feet and fell into silence.

.........

At this time, in a remote mountain village in the Tiandou Empire.

The village is a deserted village with no one living there. The entire deserted village looks very depressed because no one is taking care of it.

Behind the small mountain village, there is a mass grave. According to the old people in this village, their ancestors once had a Contra. At that time, Tiandou faced a huge beast wave that was rare in a thousand years.

In order to protect the many people under him, that Contra died together with a dragon-like spirit beast that was about 8 years old.

In order to commemorate this Contra, the people in the village buried his bones and the corpse of the spirit beast together.But as time went by, people in the village gradually forgot this period of history.

This became the place where deceased people from this unknown village were buried.

But just two years ago, people in this village would feel something breaking into their homes every night, as if they were rummaging for something.

At first I thought it was a thief, but I couldn't see anyone.

Later, Old Man Wang, who was alone in the village, was found dead in his home. When he was found, the body had already exuded a strong putrid smell and had been dead for several days.

Everyone felt strange. Although Old Man Wang was 70 years old, he was usually in good health and exercised every day. How could he die quietly?

At first, everyone didn't pay much attention. They just thought that the old man had died suddenly of a sudden illness, so they hurriedly buried Old Man Wang in a cemetery that was not a mass grave at that time.

Until the next period of time, old people in the village continued to die. Regardless of whether they were healthy or not, they would die inexplicably. When they died, they were fine at night, but they were found not breathing the next morning.

People in the village began to panic. Everyone thought that there were ghosts and gods at work, so they left the village one after another.

As time passed, the village became a deserted village, and the cemetery behind the village became like a mass grave, overgrown with weeds, and old yellow papers that had not been burned were piled on large and small tombstones. .

When the wind blows, it makes a roaring sound, which is particularly scary.

At this time, on the largest grave in the mass grave, a young red-haired man was sitting cross-legged. The man's upper body was naked and his eyes were closed, motionless.