Douluo night white sword

Xuan Ye, with a mean smile on his face, teased Zhao Zhao in the vice-principal's office, "Little lady! Give me a smile."

Zhao Zhao grabbed Xuan Ye's collar and cursed angrily, "I think your skin is itchy."

On the tree on the playground of Wuhun Academy, Xuan Ye shouted to Zhao Zhao under the tree, "Honey, come on, come on! This girl's waist is like this."

Angry, Zhao Zhao jumped onto a treetop, beat Xuan Ye violently, tied him to a cross, and hung him by the window of his office to cool down.

"Baby! Baby~baby..."

In the endless memories, a voice woke up Xuan Ye and said, "Live well!"

"Aha~"

Awakening from his sleep, the bed behind Xuan Ye was wet with cold sweat.

Qian Renxue, who was beside her, had been guarding Xuan Ye by the bed for who knows how long.

Raising his hand, Xuan Ye gently stroked Qian Renxue's little head, "Thank you."

At this moment, Ma Hongjun, carrying a roast chicken and seven or eight steamed buns, gently opened the door to the room.

Tiptoeing towards the dining table nearby, Xuan Ye shouted "Hongjun" to Ma Hongjun.

Hearing this call, Qian Renxue, who was lying next to her, immediately woke up, and tears fell from her little face.

"Brother~"

Ma Hongjun on the side wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked quickly towards Xuan Ye, "Brother!"

Xuan Ye raised his hand and gently rubbed their heads, "I'm fine! Hongjun, you should be at Wuhun Academy now!"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his nose and said with some sobs, "I asked for leave from the college!"

Xuan Ye immediately picked up the pillow and threw it hard at Ma Hongjun, "Please fuck me! Go to school right now."

"But...."

Before Ma Hongjun could finish speaking, Xuan Ye immediately interrupted Ma Hongjun, "But what the hell! Have you forgotten your dream?"

Facing Xuan Ye's accusation, Ma Hongjun roared, "I haven't forgotten! I want to become the best soul master in the continent, and I want to beat down all the guys who look down on me."

Xuan Ye pointed to the door of the room and said, "Go! Run to Wuhun Academy. If you miss any classes, use your spare time to make up for them."

Brother, I will never allow you to miss out on your dreams because of my fault. "

Glittering tears filled Ma Hongjun's eyes.

Since leaving Jicun, Xuan Ye has taken care of Ma Hongjun like an elder brother, imparting knowledge to him like an elder.

Xuan Ye is Ma Hongjun's only relative in this world, and the only existence he recognizes.

"Brother! I will never let you down."

Xuan Ye smiled happily and patted Ma Hongjun's shoulder heavily with one hand, "Three months! Brother will give you three months.

Big brother wants to see you, standing at the top of the academy. "

Ma Hongjun immediately stood up straight and shouted "Yes!"

Immediately, Ma Hongjun strode out of the room.

Beside the bed, Qian Renxue, who had been holding it in for a long time, finally broke out at this moment, crying.

"I thought, I thought..."

Xuan Ye gently stroked Qian Renxue's head, "Brother Xuan Ye, isn't this a good thing?"

After a long time, Qian Renxue stopped crying and brought the roast chicken and steamed buns brought by Ma Hongjun to Xuan Ye.

"Brother! Eat something first."

"it is good!"

After lunch, Qian Renxue supported Xuan Ye and walked out of the room.

During the chat, Xuan Ye learned that after he went on a rampage, he was knocked unconscious by Pope Bibi Dong and stayed in a coma for a full year before waking up.

During this period, Qian Renxue came to see Xuan Ye every day, told him stories, and fed him her meager soul power to maintain Xuan Ye's body functions.

Qian Daoliu arranged for several auxiliary soul masters to come here every three days to inject a large amount of soul power into Xuan Ye to stabilize Xuan Ye's physical consumption.

Although he had enough soul power to support him, Xuan Ye's limbs had shrunk to varying degrees after being bedridden for a year.

If you want to return to your former peak, it will be difficult for Xuan Ye to recover without half a year of careful care.

After a brief stroll, Qian Renxue went to the Enshrinement Hall at Xuan Ye's request.

As soon as he entered the door, Qian Daoliu, who was always calm, immediately stood up from the stone chair and helped the weak Xuan Ye to his position.

Dragging his tired body, Xuan Ye bowed to Qian Dao and said, "Master, I'm worried."

Qian Daoliu's hand gently patted Xuan Ye's shoulder, "Just wake up! Just wake up!"

Next, Xuan Ye told Qian Daoliu where he went during the year he left.

From the Yeshiguda Mountains to obtaining the fifth soul ring, Xuan Ye has deleted a lot of content in between.

Then he talked about how he went to the Killing City, completed a series of assessments, and successfully returned to Wuhun City.

After hearing all this, Qian Daoliu also confessed to Xuan Ye.

No matter how much people practice, the highest state they can reach is only level 99.

Only by passing the divine test can one break through level [-] and become a god.

As for some of the benefits and drawbacks of becoming a god, Qian Daoliu explained clearly, and Qian Renxue listened very seriously.

After talking with Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue took Xuan Ye to the tombs in the worship hall and found the tombstone of Zhao Zhao.

He handed a red gourd and a letter that Zhao Zhao left before leaving to Xuan Ye.

Sitting in front of the tombstone, Xuan Ye read the content of the letter, "To my dear husband.

My husband, you have been out for three months. I miss you so much.

On days when you are not around, without your snoring beside me, I can’t even sleep peacefully.

The Wuhun Palace was recently attacked, and I'm going to investigate.

If you go home first, just wait for me.I'll bring you big pearls, dried salted fish, and dried cuttlefish when I come back.

You~ after you finish practicing, you always look for water everywhere.After listening to your story about the gourd baby, I planted some gourds myself.

This is the only one that succeeded in the end. Use it to fill water, but don’t secretly fill it with wine!

Love you, lady. "

Drops of tears wet the thin paper. Looking at the gourd with the word "night" engraved on it in his hand, Xuan Yeqiang braced himself and slowly stood up from the ground.

With Qian Renxue's support, he returned to the room to rest.

At night, Xuan Ye sat alone by the window and filled the water gourd with white wine.

"Honey! I put wine in the gourd! Come hit me instead."

Early the next morning, Qian Renxue came to Xuan Ye's room.

I saw Xuan Ye sleeping alone on the table by the window. His once bronze skin turned white overnight.

That kind of white is not the white that white people should have, but the titanium white in the paint, as white as a plaster sculpture.

If it weren't for the sound of Xuan Ye breathing and the smell of alcohol coming from his mouth, Qian Renxue would have enough reason to believe that Xuan Ye had committed suicide.

After helping Xuan Ye back to the bed, Qian Renxue crawled beside the bed, guarding Xuan Ye quietly.

"Brother! You need to get better!

Mom still doesn’t want me.

Grandpa will die after I become a god.

In this world, you are my only relative. "

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A person can be destroyed, but he can never be defeated.

——Hemingway "The Old Man and the Sea"