Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 98 94. The honest man Long Xiaoyao...

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After a muffled sound of falling to the ground, Qian Lingyun, who was unable to stand still, fell to the ground in all directions.

She rolled a few times on the ground, and then with difficulty supported the ground with her hands, raised her head, wobbled and retched a few times.

She wanted to spit it out several times, but tried to hold it back. Finally, when she couldn't hold it back, an antique vase suddenly appeared in front of her, and Ye Xishui's playful voice sounded again: "Don't spit on the ground, Spit in the bottle!"

"Hmm." Qian Lingjun snorted softly, as if she couldn't bear it anymore, she hugged the bottle into her arms...

vomit!

Qian Lingjun, who was pinching the bottle, retched at the mouth of the bottle, and almost vomited up yesterday's breakfast, and his complexion improved a little.

"Oh my god! I'm sick to death..."

Before the words fell, Qian Lingjun hugged the bottle again...

Ahem, she leaned on the table beside her without tears and looked at Ye Xishui sadly, and said, "What kind of test is this..., I almost shook my brains..."

"The soul bone of your head seems to be immune to spiritual soul skills, so I created a soul power space to simulate a similar effect! It can be seen..." Ye Xishui's eyes turned from Qian Lingyun's pale Glancing across his small face and the vase, he said, "The effect is actually not bad. After all, your soul power is more condensed, isn't it?"

"En." Qian Lingjun responded perfunctorily, leaning on the corner of the table to get up and stand firm, just as he was about to say something, a pamphlet flew towards him.

Picking up the booklet and flipping it through, a bunch of book names were clearly written in the folder. Among them, "The Secret Method of Soul Refining" and "The Production and Use of Corpse Puppet and Wraith Spirits" were ranked at the top of this series of books. Forefront.

"This is..." Qian Lingyun looked at Ye Xishui half-understood, her lips parted slightly, she shook the booklet in her hand as if asking Ye Xishui what he was doing?

Is the evil soul master still reading books these days?

Isn't evil soul master more practical?

"Take it to Wu Yun and ask him to complete the above books for you. Learning from me can't just be about actual combat operations, and you can't lose theoretical learning!"

Ye Xishui lay down lazily, and only after a while did he utter a sentence: "If the theoretical study is left behind, then don't blame me!"

Qian Lingjun's hair stood on end after hearing these words. It was as if a cold air rushed from her tailbone to the sky. She took the pamphlet and vase and ran away.

Seeing that the door was closed and there was no sound from outside the door, Ye Xishui turned her head to look at a corner of the room, and said in a low voice, "Why do you still like to hide in the dark and watch me like you did when you were young? ! How many times have I told you, just come to me openly, who can say anything to you?"

"Xishui, you know that I...I just wanted to stay by your side and protect you all these years." Long Xiaoyao looked at Ye Xishui, and it took him a long time to utter these words.

"Protection...protection, what did you guys do long ago? Don't you think it's a bit late to talk about protection with me now?"

Ye Xishui gritted his teeth and looked at Long Xiaoyao. His empty eyes were full of emotion, but Long Xiaoyao could only see an uncontrollable resentment spreading and growing in Ye Xishui's body, and traces of blood began to overflow from her body. Qi.

"Xishui, calm down, don't be distracted by evil thoughts... By the way, that girl..." Long Xiaoyao held Ye Xishui's wrist, and just about to transfer her soul power, suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurried to the door. run away.

It took only a few breaths before and after, Qian Lingjun with a dazed face was holding a stack of books and was brought to Ye Xishui by the collar. She looked at Ye Xishui, then turned to look at her Long Xiaoyao, who brought him here, said in amazement:

"What's going on? I only had one cigarette this afternoon, why do you have it again now?"

"Don't worry about it so much, get rid of Xishui's resentment first!" Long Xiaoyao stared at Ye Xishui nervously, urging: "If you can cure Xishui's problem once and for all, This old man owes you a big favor!"

"Tsk, how can it be so easy to get rid of this kind of deep-rooted resentment! If it is really easy to cure, grandma has already figured out a way to solve it by herself..." Qian Lingjun, who was dragged all the way, turned towards the place where no one was around Rolling his eyes, he clenched Ye Xishui's hand and began to draw out the pile of solid blood-red resentment with the technique of resentment pulling.

"It's not that simple, then there is a way!" Long Xiaoyao pinched Qian Lingjun's shoulder excitedly, and comforted him: "Just say it, and leave it to me to realize it!"

"Tsk, Senior Long, let go first, wait for me to absorb the resentment!" Qian Lingjun shook his shoulders, and shook Long Xiaoyao's palm impatiently, his whole body was reflected in blood red by the resentment.

Those grievances almost condensed into a physical entity, clinging tightly to Qian Lingjun's skin and squirming for a few times, then slowly seeping in.

Time passed minute by minute, probably because the grievances had been cleaned up this evening. This time, the scale of grievances was not large, and they were quickly dragged away by Qian Lingyun.

"Huh...", Qian Lingjun raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, held Ye Xishui's wrist to study for a while, then stood up and said, "Your elders have already seen the solution to the symptoms, leave me here, Once the resentment is out of control, I will absorb it, and the effect will be quick! But the effect is not good!"

"Once grandma loses control of her emotions, she will relapse again!"

"What about the permanent solution?!" Long Xiaoyao asked eagerly.

"The solution to the root cause... depends on whether grandma can accept it." Qian Lingjun glanced at Ye Xishui, and said in a low voice, "Can I say it?"

"Say!", Ye Xishui glanced at Long Xiaoyao expressionlessly, squeezed Qian Lingyun's wrist forcefully, and glanced at Long Xiaoyao: "Tell him, so that he will give up!"

"Hiss, pain, pain..." Qian Lingjun grinned and pulled Ye Xishui's hand that imprisoned her wrist. It has been affected, but if grandma loses her cultivation at this age...I'm afraid..."

At this point, Long Xiaoyao has almost understood that the method to cure the root cause is indeed a root cause, but this is tantamount to pronouncing Ye Xishui's death.

"Grandmother, do you want to tell Grandpa Long about your second martial soul!?" Qian Lingyun connected with Ye Xishui through forced voice.

"You dare!", Ye Xishui frowned slightly, and replied: "If there is a third person besides you and me who knows about that kind of thing, don't blame me..."

"Don't be angry! I don't want to say anything, who doesn't have a second bright martial soul!" Qian Lingyun winked at Ye Xishui playfully, and said with a smile: "My second martial soul is also a bright attribute. of…"

"..., you girl can always bring me some small surprises!" Ye Xishui was slightly taken aback, looking at Qian Lingjun with a little more tenderness in her eyes, she let go of her grip. The hand on the wrist went up and squeezed Qian Lingjun's cheek, and then looked at Long Xiaoyao with a cold face, "Okay, you already know what you need to know, it's getting late, you should go back, Turn off the light for me when you leave."

Long Xiaoyao looked at Qian Lingjun blankly, and when he saw her shaking her head helplessly, there were faint tears streaming down his resolute face. He stood up, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice:

"Xishui, take a good rest first, don't worry, no matter what the price is, I will find a way to cure you."

Long Xiaoyao's voice was not loud, but it carried a sense of determination.

Ye Xishui didn't speak, just lowered his head and looked at the palm of his hand.