Douluo: rebuilding heaven

Ren Huan is from the Star Luo Empire.

His illiterate butcher father named him Ren Haw because he loved to eat hawthorn.

As the name suggests, Ren Huan is a scumbag.

He had a natural penchant for violence and deception, and as a result, he became the most vocal of the children at the age of four.

At the age of six, during the martial soul awakening ceremony, Ren Huan awakened the seventh level of innate soul power, but the martial soul was just like his father, a butcher's knife.

So his father decided to ask Ren Huan to come to the slaughterhouse to help him from now on. When he could no longer kill pigs, Ren Huan could take over the shop as soon as possible.

At the age of seven, Ren Huan used his martial spirit to kill his first pig.

At that time, he listened to the pig's cry before it died, felt the touch of the knife blade digging into the pig's body, and looked at the bright red pig blood flowing out of the wound. Evil pleasure climbed up his spine, and Ren Hao couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth. Smile.

And Pandora's box was opened at that time.

The martial spirit of Ren Huan's pig-killing knife actually began to crazily devour the pig's blood. As the pig's blood was continuously sucked into the knife, extremely illusory scarlet veins appeared faintly from the blade, and a weak but very warm soul power poured into Ren Huan. in vivo.

At that time, Ren Huan truly felt the value of his existence, which was an extremely solid and reassuring feeling.As a result, he was instantly captured by the wonderful warmth and began to pursue it involuntarily.

Since then, there has been a young butcher in the butcher shop.

The little butcher soon became famous in the town because he seemed to have some magical bloodletting skills. There was no trace of blood left in the pork he slaughtered.When residents in the town come to the store to buy pork, they prefer pigs killed by small butchers.

When Ren Huan's father asked about this matter, Ren Huan easily deceived his father and did not let his father notice anything unusual.

Eight years later, Ren Huan has completely taken over his father's butchery shop, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

His father also believed that it was time for him to finish his job as a butcher for most of his life and prepare to enjoy his old age.But before retiring, the old butcher decided to slaughter pigs with his own hands for the last time as a farewell to the butcher profession.

But as people age, their movements are naturally not as agile as in the past, and their eyes and hands are naturally not as coordinated as they used to be.Ren Huan's father accidentally injured his finger during the final slaughter. Although it was bandaged promptly, a few drops of blood still fell to the floor.

Ren Huan's father, who finally put down the butcher knife, shook his head and lamented to Ren Huan that he was old with a smile, but he did not notice at all Ren Huan's eyes staring at his injured finger and the saliva he swallowed.

Ren Huan lied casually and asked his father to go home and rest first.Immediately, he couldn't wait to lie down and greedily licked up the few drops of his father's blood on the floor.

As the blood drained from his stomach, Ren Xuan's martial spirit quietly appeared in his hand at some point. The illusory scarlet veins on it began to stir slowly, and there was a trace of reality, but it was just a trace.

Immediately afterwards, a low voice sounded in Ren Huan's mind.

"Give me...more...give you...more..."

Along with it came an unprecedentedly strong warm current.

Ren Huan became more and more addicted to it.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, is it all worth it?Even if it means becoming a puppet of Wuhun?Even if it means becoming a monster that abandons all humanity?

This may be the last trace of kindness in Ren Huan's heart, but what can a trace of kindness change in the face of boundless malice?

The answer Ren Huan finally gave was no surprise.

So that night, a monster in human skin knocked on the door of an old bedroom.

……

At the funeral of his father who died of a sudden illness, Ren Huan cried very sadly.

This attracted a group of townspeople to come forward to comfort him.

While accepting the comfort of others, Ren Huan raised his hand to wipe his tears. His wrist just covered the corners of his mouth that had difficulty controlling the upward curve.

Later, Ren Huan opened a breakfast shop. Since the breakfast shop used pork produced by himself, many regular customers of the butcher shop chose to have breakfast at Ren Huan's breakfast shop and took the initiative to help Ren Huan promote it.

The breakfast provided here is also really good, quite in line with the taste of the townspeople.Soon, Ren Huan's breakfast shop became one of the most popular shops in the town.

But one thing is strange. There are two kinds of meat buns sold in breakfast shops - "pork buns" and "pork buns".The price is the same, but the taste is slightly different. It is this subtle difference that brings a large number of loyal repeat customers to "Pork Bun".

People will naturally ask about strange things, and Ren Huan always answers seriously with a smile, no matter how many times customers ask him the same question.

"The pork buns are made from pigs from another farm; the pork buns are made from pigs that I feed myself using my exclusive secret recipe. The taste is of course better. The different names are also for easy differentiation. .As for the price being the same, well, I won’t hide it from you, the pig I raise is so smart. Except for feeding the exclusive secret feed at regular intervals, I can find food by myself at other times.”

However, it seems that no one has ever seen the pigs raised by Ren Huan with their own eyes.

However, no one ever seemed to notice that anyone was missing in the town.

……

As the saying goes, paper cannot contain fire.

When Ren Huan was 25 years old, an auxiliary soul master from Wuhun Palace learned about what Ren Huan had done because of the special nature of his martial soul and soul skills.

The auxiliary soul master did not act rashly, but carefully reported the incident.Wuhun Palace also attaches great importance to the suppression of evil soul masters, so it quickly dispatched a soul emperor bishop and nine soul kings to carry out encirclement and suppression operations.

But the encirclement and suppression operation ultimately failed.

Facing the encirclement and suppression by Wuhun Palace, Ren Huan did not panic at all. He just laughed wildly and released his Wuhun. Five yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black soul rings with strange blood patterns appeared around him.As we all know, fighting across levels is just a common occurrence for evil soul masters.

Ten soul masters sent by Wuhun Palace died in the line of duty.

All residents of the town died.

Such behavior completely aroused the anger of Wuhun Palace and Xingluo Empire. The two sides, who had never dealt with each other, now stood on the same front with only one goal - to eliminate Ren Huan!

Both sides each sent one Soul Douluo and ten Soul Saints, and jointly issued a special bounty order with extremely generous rewards to the entire Soul Master world.

But Ren Huan had already prepared a retreat for himself.

However, the endless pursuit of two Soul Douluo, twenty Soul Saints, and various casual cultivators attracted by the bounty order was definitely not something that a Soul King could escape.

But it is not unreasonable for evil soul masters to be difficult to eradicate, especially top evil soul masters like Ren Huan.This may be one of the reasons why Wuhundian chose to support the Killing City.

No matter how badly he was beaten in the battle, as long as Ren Huan still had a breath left when he escaped, he could recover all his injuries through killing and become stronger.

Escape all the way, massacre all the way.

When Ren Huan fled to the unofficial entrance of a killing city, his cultivation level was already approaching that of Soul Saint.

After enjoying a whole glass of Bloody Mary in that dilapidated tavern, Ren Hao successfully escaped into the Killing City.

I have to admit that for Ren Huan, the city of killing is the real paradise.

Here, he can freely vent his desire to kill, drink Bloody Mary, and enjoy the spotlight.

In just two years, Ren Huan has gone through 55 hellish killings, ranking first in the rankings, and is nicknamed the "Blood Knife Butcher".

……

The inner city of the killing capital.The Butcher Gang is stationed in a villa.

That's right, Ren Huan even formed his own force in the Killing City, the Butcher Gang.

Most members of the gang were not loyal, but Ren Huan didn't care. Those peripheral members were nothing more than cannon fodder to him.The real core of the Butcher Gang is a very small number of degenerates who are personally selected by Ren Huan and have "like-minded interests" with Ren Huan.

The lobby on the second floor of the villa.

Ren Huan sat casually on a pale throne made of bones, holding a cup of Bloody Mary in his left hand and holding an extremely sexy woman in his right hand.

"What's new today, Huapi?" Ren Huan asked the charming woman nicknamed "Huapi" while sticking out his tongue to lightly lick Huapi's thin blood-red lips.

This Hua Pi has a similar experience to Ren Huan, has a similar outlook on life to Ren Huan, and has a martial spirit similar to Ren Huan. It is not an exaggeration to call her the female version of Ren Huan.She is also the second-in-command of the Butcher Gang, and is Ren Hao's most trusted person and lover in the Killing City.

"Well, let me think about it. Oh, by the way, there is a very beautiful rookie girl who fought three rounds in a row in the Hell Killing Fields."

As Hua Pi spoke, he also spit out his slender tongue and lingered with Ren Xuan.

"She looks pretty? How is she?"

"Hmph, she has grown up on the heart of a stinky man like you. If nothing else, the fox ears and fox tail possessed by her martial spirit are enough for you to play with."

"Haha, are you so sure that I will get her here?"

"you will not?"

"It's just a plaything. I only love you."

"Me too."

After saying that, Hua Pi stared at Ren Huan affectionately, and Ren Hao responded by gently biting the tip of Hua Pi's tongue.

The atmosphere became increasingly heated.

unstoppable.

Fortunately, the throne is big enough.

……

After a burst of ups and downs.

Ren Huan's nose suddenly twitched, and then he said, "Huapi, can you smell it?"

Huapi obviously hadn't recovered from the negative distance contact just now. She just thought that Ren Hao was teasing her, so she lightly beat Ren Hao's chest, her words full of coquettishness.

"You guy, you've been bleeding all over the floor, and you still want to bring trouble to the slave family with this kind of problem."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Ren Huan became serious, "Smell carefully, there seems to be a very light sweet fragrance in the air, my martial spirit is restless."

Seeing Ren Xuan's reaction, Hua Pi also realized that something was wrong. He quickly adjusted his condition and began to try to capture the so-called "sweet fragrance".

In just a few seconds, Hua Pi also sensed a scent that made his martial soul restless, but it was not a sweet scent.

"Smell it, my martial spirit is indeed agitated, but it's not a sweet fragrance, more like...a refreshing fragrance?"

Ren Huan nodded, "Yeah. Does it vary from person to person? Go and see for yourself, get dressed, and let's go."