Douluo I am the real son of luck

Bai Qianying suddenly felt at a loss for words. She had seen many handsome men and many beauties, but for someone like Xu Yang who was already showing off his talents at such a young age, it could be said that his appearance could make her heart beat. , not to mention that damn charisma.

In this case, what the other party said seems to make sense.

"You will know when you grow up whether you are handsome or not." Bai Qianying's pale and charming face had a subtle smile on her face, "However, the way you look now, you have great potential."

"That means he is handsome, I understand." Xu Yang raised the corner of his mouth and interjected.

Bai Qianying held her forehead slightly. She felt that the other party already had a very clear understanding in this regard, so she would not talk about it.

"Little enemy~" She leaned forward slightly, revealing her delicate collarbone, "Can you tell me, how do you know about the Holy Spirit's teaching to the Second Emperor?"

This issue is what she is more concerned about.

"Is it difficult to know?" Xu Yang shrugged, not panicking at all, "Although they are still dormant now, as long as they have shown traces, some records will be preserved. Just knowing the name, you should It’s not unusual.”

In fact, it is.

Generally speaking, no one will take the initiative to erase the information of several people, let alone completely erase it.

In this current era of more developed communications, it is actually difficult to cover up some things that happen.

As long as there is some consciousness to explore, there is no doubt that clues will be found sooner or later.

"Really?" Bai Qianying raised her eyebrows slightly. This seemed to make sense, but why did she sound so perfunctory?

Besides, if a strong soul master knew this, Bai Qianying wouldn't be so surprised.But, this six-year-old child in front of me?

Although Xu Yang's back is somewhat similar to the one in his memory, at this age, he still can't tell much about it.

Naturally, it shouldn't have that kind of extraordinary ability, right?

How could a plainly dressed six-year-old child, who is not a rich second generation, have normal access to this information?

No wonder Bai Qianying was curious and confused, but thinking about the random spatial fluctuations, she became even more confused.

"This skull throne of yours looks interesting. Is it really made of skeletons?" While Bai Qianying was thinking, Xu Yang walked to the side slowly and poked the smooth skeleton bracket with his hand. The texture was somewhat real, and I couldn’t help but ask.

Since this woman was from the Ghost Emperor's era, she must have a lot of treasures, right?

Xu Yang's eyes were a little fiery. He heard that a strong man's personal accessory, even a hairpin inserted between his hair, would be a rare treasure!

Look, the skull hairpin on Bai Qianying's head, and the light in the empty eye sockets can automatically adjust, making it look like a treasure at first glance.

"..."

Bai Qianying only felt that the other party's gaze was too hot, which made her dare not continue to sit like this shamelessly. With a wave of her left hand, her whole body was on the ground again, and the skull throne was taken back by her.

If this thing stays here any longer, I really don’t know when it will be taken away by Xu Yang’s evil thoughts.

"They're just some skeletons." Bai Qianying avoided Xu Yang's gaze and replied casually, looking towards Area A, "Oh, that scumbag seems to have come over here. Are you sure you don't want to do anything?" What?"

It was obvious that both of them wanted to know something, but they had a tacit agreement not to ask.

Xu Yang curled his lips and moved his gaze to the passage. The entire metal building was under his control. It could be said that as long as he wanted to see, there was no place he could not see.

If not, there were too many dark elements here, and once he observed secretly, he would be easily discovered by the strong intuition, so he would not have planned to come out.

"Why, it's so dark here!?"

At this moment, Du Jiu was stumbling along the metal wall. He didn't know the direction he was in. He was just confused as to why the always clear passage to the stronghold was now like this!

I can't find the direction, and I can't find the signs in my memory.

Everything seems to be a place where there was nothing at the beginning. It can almost be said that the house is bare!

Du Jiu relied on muscle memory to find his own room in Area A, but there were no items, which made him even more confused.

Could it be that his old habit of sleepwalking has happened again?

So, he continued walking along the metal wall, trying to replenish the soul energy of the channel soul guide lighting, but before he knew it, he had arrived at Area C.

A faint whine could be heard from the front, making him alert.

"who!"

Du Jiu tried his best to maintain his mental state so as not to be frightened.He is just a researcher, and it is unrealistic to think that he has much responsibility and strength.

Within his field of vision, a golden-white light began to appear.

Du Jiu, who had been groping in the darkness for a long time, instinctively walked towards the light source.

Then, he saw a six-year-old child holding an unpretentious rust-green hammer.

"How did you get in!?"

Du Jiu looked shocked. He had never thought that such a strange child would appear in the Holy Spirit Cult stronghold located in the deepest part of the Poisonous Miasma Valley where he was staying!

He instantly connected with the changes in the stronghold.

For some reason, when Du Jiu saw the hammer in the child's hand, his whole face started to hurt and his head was buzzing.

"How else could I come in? Of course I just walked in."

Xu Yang looked at the middle-aged Mediterranean man in a white coat in front of him with an unbelievable expression. It looked funny no matter how he looked.

He hit the opponent's head countless times, but the opponent didn't know the result.

By the way, after swinging so many hammers, you wake up so quickly, and you can still figure it out here, are you serious?

Xu Yang lowered his head and looked at the magic hammer in his hand. He knew that the energetic old seventh man in black was knocked down by him and he still hasn't woken up yet.It's not like Du Jiu, who is weaker than Lao Qi in black, would wake up so quickly.

Could it be...that she did it?

Xu Yang glanced at Bai Qianying, who was hidden in the dark elements, and could vaguely see the smile on her pretty face.

"Impossible! How could a little kid pass through the natural poisonous miasma and psychedelic formations in the Poisonous Miasma Valley, and even the transfer formation, and then come here!"

When Du Jiu heard this, he thought the other party was joking. He was a member of the Holy Spirit Cult, and he knew very well that the Poisonous Miasma Valley was a restricted area for humans, and it was impossible for him to come in so arrogantly.

His first thought was that the other party was telling lies!

Du Jiu used the golden-white light to see the familiar prisons on both sides. They were empty, with no members of the Duzhuling clan being imprisoned.

His expression changed drastically, and he realized that it was not normal for him to have fainted for no reason before.

Du Jiu gritted her teeth, pointed at Xu Yang angrily and reprimanded: "You! You actually let go of my test subject who was about to complete the experiment. Damn it!"

He actually activated the stagnant soul power in his body in his hands, and a ball of white light flashed, which was when his soul power was released!

Although his soul power was less than half of his normal state, it was still enough for him to deal with an ordinary child.

Du Jiu even released his fused white soul. A white soul ring slowly rose under his feet, and a gray-brown beetle-like soul appeared on his shoulder!

There was a pair of incomplete transparent wings on its back, swaying slowly, as if it wanted to fly with the wings, but it couldn't do it at all, and could only stay on Du Jiu's shoulders.

It had four tiny legs, the front part of which was somewhat sharp and in the shape of a barb. It hung easily on the white coat, and there was no chance of being thrown away due to Du Jiu's violent movements.

A pair of mouthparts, as long as an adult's index finger, accounting for half of the gray-brown beetle-like soul's body, is very ferocious, and there is even a little bit of saliva slipping from the middle, with a strong corrosiveness and odor, which makes people Hard to look at.

This is the mutated artificial white soul of Du Jiu, a middle-aged man in a white coat from the Mediterranean, and the mutated gray-brown sharp-toothed beetle that gave him a ten-year soul ring!

"I want you to die!"