Death of Douluo

Zhu Zhuqing's mother looked at the letter in front of her, and her expression instantly turned ugly. The speculation she had sworn before seemed so ridiculous now.

According to the news that came back, Mo Fan and his wife did go out from the east gate. However, less than half an hour after leaving, they found two more people to deliver a message for similar reasons, but Mo Fan and his wife left alone. , without a trace.

"Ask Qiu Yue to draw a portrait of the old beggar and go to the city to investigate! Find out all the information about the old beggar for me!

Then we started a blanket search with Xingluo City as the center. I couldn’t believe that a lame old beggar with a six-year-old child could fly! "

The furious and cold voice of Zhu Zhuqing's mother echoed in the hall.

At this time, a carriage was driving slowly northwest of Xingluo City, four hundred kilometers away.

"You little person, you are prosperous, you love being poor and happy every day..."

A strange but cheerful melody sounded in the carriage.

Inside the carriage were Mo Fan and the old beggar who were running away from Xingluo City.

"Old man, your route is a bit far. If we continue like this, when will we reach the Tiandou Empire?"

Mo Fan looked at the map in his hand, looked at it for a long time, and continued: "And is this route too dangerous?

Although it is indeed difficult for them to imagine that we will enter the Tiandou Empire along the Star Dou Forest, the wild spirit beasts in this Star Dou Forest are extremely ferocious and ferocious, and they often leave the forest. What if we encounter them on the way? "

"What should I do? Aren't you a soul master? Come on. But how do you know this?" The old man lay leisurely in the carriage. There was no trace of worry in his expression. Instead, he looked at Mo Fan with a deep look.

"Read more and study more, and you will naturally understand." Mo Fan turned his head away and continued to study the route.

"The route I chose is obviously good, so why is there a problem?"

"You silly boy, although you are smart, you are still too young. How long do you think the smoke bomb can block their sight?

When the smoke clears, they will definitely start a serious investigation. If we follow your route to the village to buy supplies, our whereabouts will definitely be exposed.

Once exposed, go to your Tiandou Empire in your dream.

In the next seven days, we cannot go to any village or city. "The old man rolled his eyes at Mo Fan and explained lightly.

"No, that's not the case. My talent is only at level seven. Will such a talent cause them to go to war with the Netherworld Civet Family?"

"Exposed? What? Do you still want to say that you are more than level seven?" The old man rolled his eyes at Mo Fan again, with a look of disgust on his face.

"No, old man, I'm telling you, my innate soul power is at least level nine. Although I don't know exactly how different it is from level ten, it's definitely not much. It must be awesome.

My martial spirit is not just a simple body, it is a Quincy! "Mo Fan looked at the old man with an arrogant look.

"Just brag. What the hell is a Quincy? I've never heard of it. He's not serious all day long.

Come out and take a good look at the car, don't go astray!You've slept all night. I haven't closed my eyes yet. According to the route, if you dare to wander out and cause trouble, I won't be responsible. And don't disturb my sleep! "

The old man drove Mo Fan out of the carriage with a look of disgust and fell asleep.

"What I said is true. If you don't believe me, throw me down!" Outside the carriage, Mo Fan reiterated again.

In the carriage, the old man listened to Mo Fan's voice, and his mind was full of thoughts.

"Level [-]? No wonder I always felt that this silly boy's soul power was a bit strange when he was practicing. He could have such a talent... How could this silly boy's parents throw him into that wilderness in the first place?

This silly boy has no fewer secrets in his heart than I do. No matter how I watched him grow up, I don’t know where this silly boy got all these secrets..."

In the carriage, the old man's steady snoring gradually came from the carriage.

Outside the carriage, Mo Fan was holding the horse rope with one hand, and the other hand was half raised in the air, playing softly. People who didn't know better thought Mo Fan was playing something.

In Mofan's perception and world, a large number of blue-white light spots were constantly moving and changing positions under his control.

In the past two days, Mo Fan carefully studied his own martial soul, and was able to preliminarily confirm that his martial soul was the Quincy among the gods of death.

The blue-white light spot that he sensed and controlled should be energy similar to the spirit son in the God of Death, so Mo Fan also directly called this special blue-white light spot in the world as the spirit son.

After constant attempts, Mo Fan discovered that after awakening the Quincy Martial Spirit, his control over the spirit son had indeed improved qualitatively, and this qualitative improvement only focused on quantity, and this quantitative improvement, It seems to have a certain relationship with his soul power level.

Because during the past two days of practice, this amount has obviously increased.Quantitative improvement can rely on the improvement of soul power, but for qualitative improvement, Mo Fan's only way to improve now is to increase his proficiency through continuous practice.

In addition to these, Mo Fan also made a surprising discovery about the Quincy Spirit, that is, while he was practicing, the Quincy Spirit was also constantly absorbing the scattered spiritual particles between heaven and earth. , and it can only absorb spirit sons, as if it is also practicing.

This was obviously beyond Mo Fan's knowledge. After all, in his memory, the martial soul in Douluo Continent did not seem to have the ability to absorb energy.

But Mo Fan doesn't think there is any harm in the martial soul absorbing the spirit son, because if the martial soul is really practicing, it means that the martial soul can become stronger, and the stronger the martial soul, the stronger he will be. This is obviously It’s a good thing to only make money and not lose money.So Mo Fan didn't take it to heart.

Another day passed.

The whereabouts of Mo Fan and the two of them have still not been discovered. After all, horses cannot run 24 hours a day, and they also need to rest. After stopping and walking, the two of them have only advanced three hundred kilometers, and they are far away from Xingluo City. The distance is also more than [-] kilometers.

At this time, in Xingluo City, a notice and two portraits were posted on the notice boards of the four major gates of Xingluo City.

The big words "Wanted" written in blood-red paint on the notice made people tremble. The wanted notice offered a reward of thousands of gold soul coins to anyone who had any information about it. If someone was arrested and returned, he would be rewarded with a hundred thousand gold soul coins and even a title. It makes people jealous or even crazy.

The people painted on the portrait are none other than Mo Fan and the old man, and their names are clearly written under the portrait, Mo Fan!Mo Sen......

The emblem on the wanted order belongs exclusively to the Star Luo royal family and the Nether Civet Clan family, indicating that the person who issued the wanted order is not only the Nether Civet Clan family... but also the representative of the power of the Star Luo Empire - the Evil Eyed White Tiger family!