Douluo: My martial soul can resurrect people infinitely

As evening approached, Bai Qiaoyun was eating egg soup made by Xiang Yan. At the age when teeth are changing and Bai Xiaoyun is still young, children can only drink some egg soup. There was no comparison with Tang San, that child was just a beast. Have you ever seen any child who can eat steamed buns at the age of three? It’s still the kind of steamed buns that have been left out for several days. Even half of the world of cultivating immortals. Ordinary children are so fragile, but a few have soul power. Tang San had internal strength added to his body. Bai Qiaoyun and Tang San were incomparable. She didn't even know if she had soul power. At night, Bai Xiaoyun could only nibble on a soft steamed bun. If it gets harder, it will feel like your teeth won’t be able to bear it.

Bai Qiaoyun was halfway through drinking the egg soup when he felt some movement on the bed. For the first time, he saw that Wu Ranran had woken up and was working slowly. He stood up and looked this way. When Bai Xiaoyun turned his head and saw his mother. Wu Ranran looked at her and smiled softly, then thought of something, and her eyes dimmed again. Bai Qiaoyun slowly jumped down from the stool and trotted to her mother's bedside. Wu Ranran reached out and carried her to the bed, and then held her in his arms. He sobbed quietly. Then she cried louder and louder, saying to Bai Qiaoyun that your father is gone, Brother Hao and so on, and there are still many things that cannot be heard clearly. Bai Qiaoyun's little hands had nowhere to place, and could only hug half of her mother's body without even touching her back. In this way, the two hugged each other tightly. Bai Qiaoyun didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only accompany him quietly.

Xiang Yan was already back when Bai Qiaoyun ran to the bed, and he heard whimpering before he even entered the door. The foot that had just been put in was retracted and stood at the door, listening quietly. Xiang Yan didn't know how to comfort Wu Ranran. Although they grew up together and talked about almost everything, Xiang Yan had never experienced anything like this. Xiang Yan felt very sad, and she felt even sadder when she saw Wu Ranran crying.

Xiang Yan lives in a small mountain village on the border of the Tiandou Empire. When bandits came to the village, burned, killed and looted, her mother hid with her in a haystack. A bandit came over to search this haystack. She and her mother were terrified, but her mother rushed out and lured the bandit away. He never came back until evening. Xiang Yanlai came out of the haystack shakily. To the bodies strewn on the ground and the burned houses. Grandma Liu and Aunt Wang in those villages who were kind to me. They all lay on the ground, their eyes wide open. There was no kindness and kindness in them in the past, only panic and fear were left. Xiang Yan left the village alone. Heading towards the big city, Xiangyan was 8 years old that year.

After more than a year of wandering and begging, I arrived in Wusu City. Living with a group of refugees in a civilian area. Not enough to eat, not warm enough to wear, and dressed in rags. Xiang Yan's eyes lost their former sparkle, leaving nothing but confusion. Yesterday, a group of richly dressed people came to the civilian area. One of them is the housekeeper of Wu Mansion. I selected some people, and when I saw Xiang Yan squatting in the corner, I could tell that she was still a little girl. So he took her back to Wu Mansion. Xiang Yan felt very scared and kept fidgeting.

Then a special maid cleaned her body and brought her food. Xiang Yan didn't dare to touch her at first. The maid who delivered the food was already in her 30s. She seemed amiable, gently stroked her head and said it was okay to eat. Looking at her gentle look, I thought of my mother, and tears fell down. The maid was also overflowing with maternal love and held her in her arms. Xiang Yan whimpered softly. The maid patted her back gently.

After Xiang Yan cried for a while, the maid gently pulled her out of her arms and said she didn't want to cry anymore. She had become a little cat and wiped away her tears with her thumb. He brought the meal and said let’s eat. Xiang Yanlai nodded and started eating hungrily. The maid added food to her and said, "You can treat this place as your home from now on. I will arrange things for you in a while. If you don't understand anything, just come to me. I will tell you the rules of this house." . I will teach you etiquette later." Xiang Yan ate quickly on the side. The maid didn't care and continued to talk about the rules in Wu Mansion. Xiang Yan listened while eating.

Finally the maid got her a job cleaning the yard. When it comes to cleaning the yard, there is usually no rubbish in the yard, only a few leaves at most, so it is an easy job. So when Xiang Yan had nothing to do, he would run into the maid's room. That maid has been working in the shogunate for more than ten years. He is now considered a subdeacon. There are about 20 people under her charge, all of whom are maids, who are in charge of the west backyard. The maid's name was Bu Panpan, a villager from a small village a few miles outside Wusu City. After several months of communication. By chance, Xiangyan met Bu Panpan as his godmother, and Xiangyan became even more taken care of by Bu Panpan.