When Douluo's stars shine

It wasn't until the unknown soul master gave up his resistance and collapsed on the ground that Wang Xing and others were able to see his appearance clearly.He was wearing a white coat, with a pen in his pocket and a pair of silicone gloves on his hands, looking like a professional doctor.However, the strong bloody aura on his body made the aura of the angel in white disappear.

Snake Spear Douluo put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Would you like to stop struggling? For example, use your martial soul avatar?"

The man dressed as a doctor just remained silent.He knew that even if he used all his methods, he would not be able to do anything to a titled Douluo, not to mention that if the commotion became too big and attracted the masters from the imperial city, he would definitely die.Right now, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Wang Xing said: "Don't want to answer? That's fine. Then, this gentleman who likes to catch homeless people, don't you mind if we go down and have a look?"

After saying that, Wang Xing jumped down to the hole in the ground with Qian Renxue and Jiang Ziyi, and asked Snake Spear Douluo to guard the men.

"vomit……"

As soon as Fang landed, Jiang Ziyi felt the urge to vomit and quickly covered her mouth.I saw a few homeless men who had lost their human form and were tightly tied to the table with iron chains. Their bodies were covered with large and small cuts, like pieces of fish on a chopping board.What's even more awkward is that the whole scene doesn't look bloody and bloody. Instead, it has a neat and strange feeling, like some kind of sophisticated experiment.

The shadowless lamp maintained by soul power hung high on the roof of the basement, illuminating the entire room as bright as day.Under this inhumane treatment, most of the humanoid white rats seemed to have died long ago, leaving only one homeless man barely surviving.He didn't seem to be anesthetized. He heard the voices of Wang Xing and others, mumbling indistinctly in his throat, and his tone seemed to be praying for something.

Wang Xing briefly observed his injuries, shook his head and said: "Ziyi, your ghost's life is now maintained by a soul power, and he probably can't be saved."

"Is this the time to worry about this... I almost vomited..."

In addition to the cruel scene in the center of the room, there are also many specimens and books stacked on the shelves around the room.But this time the bottles were not filled with medicinal materials like those from the clinic on the ground, but with tissues and organs that would give some children nightmares.By the way, even the books next to it seemed to be stained with a little liquid, and they smelled faintly of rust and formalin.

Jiang Ziyi felt like her stomach was churning.In comparison, the death of a ghost seems to be a trivial matter.

Even Qian Renxue couldn't help but frown.Her martial spirit is really not suitable for this environment.If she were to practice here, her efficiency would probably be only [-]% of her usual level.

Wang Xing smacked his lips: "Ziyi, you are an evil soul master after all, how come you are the most reactive among the three of us... Forget it, there is not much to see here, let's go up first."

Wang Xing mercifully helped the demon to escape, and then jumped back to the ground.He looked at the "doctor" who had calmed down.

"So, Mr. Evil Soul Master, maybe you would like to explain?"

"Doctor" showed a bloody smile: "Explanation?... As you can see, I am conducting some kind of great experiment."

Wang Xing sighed: "Yes, yes. Every evil soul master says so. This is not a good excuse."

"What do you know?" The man became excited. "You don't understand the significance of this experiment at all... Those experimental subjects are just necessary sacrifices!"

Wang Xing said: "What does it mean? You can talk about it and treat it as your last words."

The man made two unintelligible laughs: "I thought you were going to say, if I can do anything, you will let me live or something."

Wang Xing shook his head: "I'm not that boring, and no one would believe that. What you want to say is best done quickly, I'm in a hurry."

The man was not in a hurry. He adjusted his sitting position slightly and leaned his back against the dusty wall: "I recognize you. Wang Xing, and the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. But I don't remember that there is a Titled Douluo beside the Crown Prince... Haha. Interesting."

Qian Renxue asked doubtfully: "Do you recognize me?"

It's not surprising to meet Wang Xing, after all, he is a celebrity.But it was strange to meet the prince. After all, the prince rarely appeared in public, and Qian Renxue didn't remember seeing this person.

The man sneered: "Of course I recognize it. One of your bodies is so perfect that it makes people obsessed, and the other is so disgusting that it makes people want to vomit. Even a glimpse at the Soul Master Competition is enough to leave a deep impression on people..."

Qian Renxue was stunned: "Disgusting? Who are you talking about?"

"Of course it's you, His Highness the Crown Prince." The man looked sarcastic, "Don't you know that the meridians in your body are as awkward as a group of tangled earthworms? Others may not be able to tell, but in my eyes they are like white rice. It's as obvious as a fly. It's impossible for a normal person to grow such meridians and still live well, so I guess this should be some kind of strange disguise."

Qian Renxue snorted: "You guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward. So, this is the result of your research?"

"Yes." There was enthusiasm in the man's eyes, "Everyone uses the meridians of the whole body when practicing, but no one has ever delved into what the meridians are. But I am different...Wang Xing, do you know? ? The meridians all over your body are so beautiful, you must be practicing some extremely advanced technique, right?"

The man's eyes fell on Wang Xing, his expression was intoxicated and obsessed, as if he was examining some kind of treasure.Wang Xing felt extremely uncomfortable being looked at by him. What does it mean to be looked at like this by a big man?He is a normal person and does not want to fence with a madman.

Finally, the man's expression calmed down: "It seems that I haven't introduced myself yet... My name is Li Zhen, the needle of Jin Zhen. I am the owner of this clinic."

Wang Xing nodded and said: "Then Mr. Li..."

"Call me doctor."

"Okay, Doctor Li. In that kind of experiment, your white coat and gloves were not stained with blood. You seem to be quite competent... But you have to stay in the imperial city despite the danger." Isn’t it stupid to follow this clinic?”

Qian Renxue looked at Wang Xing speechlessly: "You talk a lot of nonsense."

Wang Xing spread his hands: "Curiosity is innate."

Li Zhen hummed: "This clinic in my family has been passed down from generation to generation. In the entire imperial city, my family was the only one willing to help the world at such a cheap price. But then it didn't work. The taxes in the city were getting higher day by day, and the poor were in dire straits. Even the most common medicinal materials are reluctant to be used..."

"If it was just like this, maybe it could be saved. But one day, a group of homeless people rushed into the store with broken wooden sticks and daggers, and robbed all my family's property. My father also fell ill and passed away soon. I’m the only one left.”

"So I wanted revenge. I built a secret room by myself under the abandoned clinic and used those bastards who deserved to die to advance my research. Not everyone wanted to accept this store over the years, but they were all solved by me. That's it."

Wang Xing was surprised and said: "Why are you living so hard as a soul saint? Haha? Are you afraid that the clinic will close down if you show off your strength casually?"

"Are you a fool?" The man looked at Wang Xing as if he were an idiot.He raised his right hand, and a long crimson needle appeared in the palm of his hand, which was his martial spirit.There seemed to be blood flowing around the long needle, like an innocent soul wailing.

"In order to obtain a mimetic environment, I started practicing with those mortal patients when I was very young. You want me to go to the Wuhun Hall to publicly register my Wuhun?"

Wang Xing laughed: "Let me just say, not every villain will have a reason to be forgiven... Doctor Li, you are a qualified lunatic, very suitable to be an evil soul master."

"Both each other." Li Zhen narrowed his eyes, "Although I am not a mental health specialist, I think you are also very ill."