Death of Douluo

Plate after plate of dishes was brought to the table, and one empty plate after another was taken off the table.

The eyes of the people watching around were surprised at first, then gradually changed to shock, then dullness, and finally dullness...

In more than 30 minutes, Mo Fan had already prepared dozens of dishes, five bowls of rice, and more than a dozen steamed buns and steamed buns.

But Mo Fan's belly didn't even bulge.None of them could fit so much food into Mo Fan's small body.

Why is Mofan so edible all of a sudden?

It's just a physical need. A soul master's appetite is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Mo Fan has a special body. Due to his weakness, his stomach's digestion ability is stimulated. When he is hungry, the moment these foods enter Mo Fan's stomach, they turn into nutrients almost instantly to nourish Mo Fan's body. went.

This is also the main reason why Mo Fan is so edible.

Such crazy eating lasted for a full hour, and finally came to an end with a long burp from Mo Fan.

In just one hour, the total amount of food Mo Fan ate had already reached an astonishing level. If this food were taken out, it would be enough to feed 100 people for a whole day.

After eating for so long, the feeling of weakness was finally relieved.

"My lord, are you full?" A middle-aged man who looked like a boss wiped the sweat from his forehead and stepped forward to ask.

"Well, help me arrange a guest room. You can keep the money first. If it is not enough, I will make up for it later."

Mo Fan took a long breath and rubbed his belly.

"My lord, please go this way."

The middle-aged man looked at the gold soul coins on the table and immediately put them away with a smile, and walked towards the guest room with Mo Fan.

"Let's go, let's go."

After Mo Fan finished eating and left, the story of the Big Stomach King came to an end, and everyone outside the shop also dispersed amidst the discussion.

In the guest room, Mo Fan did not rest, but explored the changes in his body.

White light flashed, and two purple soul rings rose one by one. When the third black soul ring rose, Mo Fan's expression showed a serious look.

"My previous induction was not wrong. I have indeed exceeded level [-]. What happened when I was unconscious? Absorbing the soul ring should not cause such changes in my body."

Thinking of this, Mo Fan raised his hand to touch his heart again.

"It must have something to do with my heart, otherwise I wouldn't have made such a subconscious move."

Mo Fan frowned, but had no clue.

He also lost consciousness when he obtained the soul ring for the first time, and he was also unconscious the second time. This third time he lost consciousness completely like the first time, but the difference was the feeling of weakness, which made him feel a... A sense of crisis.

If once was a coincidence, then this second and third time, it means that there must be some powerful existence behind it that is paying attention to him.

"Who is it?"

Although Mo Fan was suspicious, he didn't have the slightest clue. Now his only clue was that the person behind this might have some relationship with the Star Dou Forest.

"Instead of worrying about these, the best way is to work hard to improve your strength.

But now it's more important to let your body recover.And go back to the academy to give gifts to Ma Hongjun! "

Thinking of this, a flash of light flashed in Mo Fan's eyes. Yes, the soul skills brought by this black third soul ring are still the gift of the soul.

"We don't know the origin of the third soul ring, so we can't know whether the properties of the soul ring are related to the gift."

The initial soul skill of the third soul ring was just as Mo Fan expected.However, because he did not know the origin and specific age of his soul ring, some of Mo Fan's conjectures about the gift of the soul could not be implemented in detail.

I don’t know what he thought of, but Mo Fan’s expression suddenly changed, “It won’t be like the first time!”

After saying that, Mo Fan tried to practice, but after less than a minute of practice, Mo Fan opened his eyes with an ugly expression and stopped practicing.

"Sure enough...my body is absorbing soul power like the Zanpakutō!"

Mo Fan's expression kept changing, and he was naturally more angry. His own power was usurped time and time again, and whoever he put it on would be angry.

"What if my physical weakness is really because someone usurped the power of my Quincy's bloodline? How did he do it?

If it really usurped the power of my Quincy's bloodline just like the first soul ring usurped the power of the God of Death, then why is the soul skill of my third soul ring still a gift from the soul?

The gift of the soul clearly represents my third soul ring quota and I haven't used it. What if it hasn't been usurped?So why is the same situation happening with Zanpakutō? "

This contradictory situation makes Mo Fan feel upset. One of the main reasons is that Mo Fan does not have a sufficient understanding of his own power.

"Could it be that?!" Mo Fan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly had some thoughts in his mind.

“Whether it is or not is unknown at the moment. Although this possibility is extremely high, it can only be known in the future.

Now I just hope that this condition of my body will not last too long, otherwise it will have a great impact on my improvement in strength.I don’t know if this situation will be alleviated after giving Ma Hongjun a gift. "

After Mo Fan calmed down his impetuous heart and got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, he quickly immersed himself in cultivation.

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Fan checked out of the room early and had a simple breakfast. After settling yesterday's bill, Mo Fan asked the waiter about today's day. After calculating the time, Mo Fan also knew that it had been more than a month. No return to the academy.

After knowing this, Mo Fan quickly got up and rushed towards Shrek Academy.

On the playground of Shrek Academy, Oscar was dressed in gray, his eyes were a little dazed, and he was leaning under a big tree next to the playground. There was a wine gourd next to him, and he had a beard on his face. The smell of alcohol made him look like a down-and-out, rough man.

"Xiao Ao, even if you don't call me when you're drinking, you still dare to be lazy here openly. It seems like it's been a long time and you've forgotten the taste of my long arrows?"

Listening to the familiar voice next to his ears, Oscar looked at the empty playground, his expression still a bit confused. He could no longer tell whether it was reality or fantasy, but he just shouted: "Mofan, you stinky boy, come back to me if you have the ability." , and then give me some arrows!"

As he said that, Oscar stood up staggeringly. As he stood up, he picked up the wine gourd beside him and drank a few more sips of wine. At the same time, he pointed at the empty playground and cursed a few words.

Behind Oscar, Mo Fan's figure stood quietly on the spot. Listening to Oscar's yelling curses, Mo Fan only felt moved and warm in his heart...