Douluo night white sword

Three minutes passed, and the thunder was still roaring in the sky above Wuhun Temple, as if it was fearing something.

This made Golden Crocodile Douluo and Qian Daoliu more and more curious, and they immediately used their seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body.

After a stalemate for several more seconds, the deacon, who had already collapsed, was kicked away by Qian Daoliu. Most of the soul power was injected into the two of them, and the vision gradually stopped.

Along with a crisp sword cry, the thunder above the Wuhun Temple was shattered by the shock, and the sun instantly spread to the earth, as if the heaven-destroying momentum just now did not exist at all.

The two fairies, like fairies in a fairyland, slowly fell from the sky, hugged each other over this dark little coal ball, and turned into a strange giant sword that was half black and half white.

The phantoms of two giant white dragons appeared on the giant sword, and the two extreme attributes of extreme fire and extreme ice were raging in the Awakening Hall.

Qian Daoliu protected the deacon behind him, and Golden Crocodile Douluo protected the soldier Song Si.

After a few more seconds, this strange giant sword stopped its two extreme attributes from raging.

The dark little coal ball in the formation seemed to be reborn, and its originally dark skin turned into a bronze color.

Hundreds of bright red mysterious runes outlined strange stripes on Liu Xingran's body.

Underneath the long white hair was a pair of blood-red eyes as deep as a murderous god, which made Qian Daoliu shudder.

Golden Crocodile Douluo just glanced at this kid, a top-notch suppression from the martial spirit, which made him breathless.

Liu Xingran, who had completed his transformation, slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at the messy Awakening Hall in front of him, Liu Xingran scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile, "Well... Grandpa! Can I sell myself here and work for you to pay off your debt?"

Qian Daoliu stepped forward and put a hand on Liu Xingran's head, "You brat, this is what you said."

Liu Xingran nodded repeatedly, "Of course, of course! As long as you don't dislike it!"

The moment he pressed Liu Xingran's head, Qian Daoliu felt his soul power.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xingran was shocked when he discovered that Liu Xingran was actually a great soul master with innate soul power of level [-].

This situation can only occur with god-level martial spirits, such as his Qianjia's Seraph Martial Spirit.

He had never heard of other god-level martial spirits besides his Qianjia.But these are not important. What is important is how to lock this kid in Wuhun Hall.

As long as this kid is not an ungrateful person, he will not harm Wuhun Palace even if he becomes an enemy in the future.

Qian Daoliu took back the hand on Liu Xingran's head, "I'll give you two ways. One is to repair this place yourself. I won't forgive you.

The other is that if you worship me as your teacher, I will also let you forget the past. "

For the current Liu Xingran, he would not wave his arms and say, "I will pay for it here."

Good resources lay a good foundation. Liu Xingran knew this truth well and imitated the scene of apprenticeship in ancient costume TV dramas and knelt down in front of Qian Daoliu.

"Master, please bow to me!"

Qian Daoliu liked this extremely virtuous boy.

In Douluo Continent, the only people who can kneel are parents and ancestors, otherwise it would be an insult to that person.

Qian Daoliu was obviously very happy to accept Liu Xingran's operation, but as his teacher, he still had to correct it.

"To become a disciple, you only need to bow, not kneel.

You can only kneel down to your parents and ancestors, do you understand? "

"I understand! But I heard some apprentices who taught their craft say this, once a teacher, always a father.

I will respect you like a father. "

Once a teacher, always a father, Qian Daoliu was very satisfied with this sentence.This is obviously unreasonable in Douluo Continent, but he likes it very much.

With these foundations, he, Qian Daoliu, could control this child well.

Then Sendaoliu asked, "What's your name?"

Just as Liu Xingran was about to say his name, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

His name is Liu Xingran, and he is also a time traveler. If he makes up his name and becomes the other party's mortal enemy, it will be more than worth the gain.

Liu Xingran did not answer but said, "Master, I was in a forest when I woke up. If I hadn't been saved by a benefactor, I probably wouldn't have been able to see you."

I don’t know who I am or what my name is? "

Qian Daoliu was a little skeptical about what this disciple said, "The benefactor who saved you? Do you know his name?"

"I know! Her name is Bibi Dong, and she walked with a group of people dressed like this big brother."

"Wulhundian attire, Bibi Dong?"

After just thinking for a moment, Qian Daoliu remembered that ten months ago, Saint Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall and her son Qian Xunji seemed to be catching soul beasts in the Star Dou Forest to study.

"Well! I'll give you a name as a teacher!"

Your martial spirit is half black and half white, black as night and white as darkness.

As a teacher, I’ll call you Xuan Ye! "

Xuan Ye immediately bowed and thanked, "Thank you, Master, for the name!"

After Qian Daoliu briefly explained the situation of Wuhun Temple, he left with Xuan Ye and Golden Crocodile Douluo.

In the small room next to the enshrinement hall, Qian Daoliu placed him here and let Xuan Ye rest for a night before coming to see him again tomorrow morning.

After having his own nest, the first thing Xuan Ye did was to take a hot bath, crawl on the soft bed and enjoy the best nest in the past few months.

At five o'clock in the morning, Xuan Ye's biological clock woke him up. Early morning is the best time for thinking.

Xuan Ye was also sorting out his own information, recording everything about himself in ghostly characters that he could only understand.

Name: Xuan Ye

Martial Spirit: Ye Bai

Abilities: Ultimate Fire, Ultimate Ice.

Soul power: unknown

Identity: The apprentice of a certain big shot.

The next thing to do is to become stronger and repay Bibi Dong's favor.

After confirming these things, Xuan Ye came to the courtyard to practice his daily compulsory Tai Chi class.

Xuanye used to practice Tai Chi to keep fit, but now Tai Chi is just a habit.

While typing, Xuan Ye suddenly remembered his name.

At first, he said his name was Xuan Ye just to show off!Now that he was actually called Xuan Ye, he was still a little uncomfortable.

And the way he looks now is exactly the same as Ye Xuanyue, the male protagonist of the book "Light of Hope" he recently read.

Moreover, Ye Xuanyue, an old pervert, often used the pseudonym Xuan Yue, and Xuan Ye would cheat and seduce those beautiful women.

I can't even repay the peach blossom debt.

Xuan Ye is not the kind of person who likes to haggle over every detail. This is his attitude in dealing with things.

Don't change what has already happened. You should consider solving it like this. That's what he should do.

Xuan Ye, just Xuan Ye!He Liu Xingran is no different from that old pervert Ye Xuanyue. When he sees a beautiful woman, he wants to tease her and have fun.

After thinking about this, Xuan Ye stopped doing Tai Chi and went back to the room to take a shower and change into the clothes the maid had prepared for him.

I'm going to meet my cheap master. I'll learn whatever he teaches me. I'll be good and make the old man happy. I'll trick him into tricking him into using his unique skills. That's not all I can do!

If a person wants face, a tree needs bark, but if a person is mean, he will be invincible.

His Xuan Ye's motto is: If his face can be used as food, he must.

I can't live anymore, why are dignity and face so important?

unimportant!

Face is given by others, not earned by yourself. If you really reach the top, why worry about others not giving you face?

Even if he wants to scold you, he still has his tail crossed and thinks carefully about whether he will be retaliated against if he hears it.

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I am not born, but I am old.

No matter how many rights I can get in the future and how many rules of the world I change, you will never see my future world.

Therefore, my future world will always be silent in the dark night. Only in this way can I feel your presence.

——Yu Jizi