Douluo: I became the Saint of the Spirit Hall by reading minds

Perhaps it was because awakening the martial soul required physical strength, his voice was hoarse, which made Ling Changge feel uncomfortable.

Of course, she didn't feel sympathy for this guy, but she felt uncomfortable with her ears.

This guy has so many ways to torture people.

Looking at the short figure on the steps, Ling Changge had complicated thoughts.

They are from the same hometown, but their experiences are different.

It would definitely not be good if she hated Qian Junlin just because he awakened the six-winged angel spirit.

She had some hesitation in her mind.

Moreover, Qian Daoliu accepting Qian Junlin as his grandson, doesn’t that mean that Qian Junlin and Qian Renxue have the right to compete fairly?

She is so irritable.

"This is the angel race's most joyous event in ten thousand years."

Qian Daoliu paused, his eyes fell on the crowd, "This boy will study at the Spirit Hall Academy, I will teach him."

"It is up to this generation to restore the glory of the angel race."

Listening to Qian Daoliu's serious words, Ling Changge frowned slightly and tried his best to reduce his presence.

She always felt that Qian Daoliu was looking at her, not at others. She hoped that she was wrong, and she didn't want to think so badly of others.

Moreover, their interests do not conflict with each other.

Ling Changge thought slowly.

Thinking of the Angel God, Ling Changge didn't want to stay any longer. She found Guangling Douluo, who looked happy, in the crowd and pulled his clothes with her hands, looking at him with an innocent expression.

Guangling Douluo, who was watching the fun, twitched his mouth and looked at Ling Changge with helpless eyes.

He hasn't finished watching the fun yet!

It’s a rare opportunity to come to Angel Village, so he has to watch this excitement.

"What's the matter?"

Guangling Douluo asked Ling Changge in a low voice.

There was a look of doubt on his handsome face.

"I want to go back."

Ling Changge spoke to him in a low voice.

She always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't put it into words, so she just wanted to leave early.

"It's still early."

Guangling Douluo paused and said slowly: "Big Brother hasn't left yet, we can't leave."

Looking at her frustrated expression, Guangling Douluo said curiously, "Who bullied you? Little thing."

"No."

Ling Changge sighed, "I'm just sleepy."

She is a child now. Even if she has soul power to nourish her body, a child's energy is limited after all.

She felt sleepy and a tired look appeared on her face.

"Forehead."

Guangling Douluo hesitated for a moment, then looked at Qingluan Douluo beside him and said in a low voice, "Third brother, my disciple is sleepy."

Guangling Douluo habitually passed the questions to Qingluan Douluo, and his relaxed tone showed that the relationship between them was not ordinary.

Guangling Douluo thought that whenever he didn't want to use his brain, he could just have his third brother.

Hearing this, Qingluan Douluo turned around, his eyes fell on Ling Changge, and a cold voice rang out, "Since you are sleepy, knock him out."

"She won't be sleepy when she wakes up."

Hearing this, Ling Changge opened her eyes wide and looked at Qingluan Douluo, her incredible eyes expressing her surprise.

This person must be Langmie!

If you feel sleepy, you should faint. What kind of lewd words are these?

"good idea."

What shocked Ling Changge the most was that Guangling Douluo agreed with this method.

Seeing his right eye flashing with a smile, Ling Changge's mouth twitched and he said angrily, "I'm not sleepy now."

She was now afraid that Qingluan Douluo Bangbang would give her two punches, causing her to faint.

These two are men of action. They are not just talkers.

She is very panicked now.

"Pfft."

Guangling Douluo chuckled, a smile blooming on his beautiful face, "Third brother was just joking with you."

The next moment, Guangling Douluo leaned over and stretched out his hand towards Ling Changge, and picked her up in front of her surprised eyes.

Soaring into the air, this was something Ling Changge had not expected. She could smell the faint fragrance of Guangling Douluo.

"Little thing, you are my apprentice, how could he harm you."

Ling Changge's face flushed slightly because she was shy. Perhaps because of his martial spirit, Guangling Douluo's body temperature was not high, so Ling Changge felt his cold body temperature.

Of course, she had nothing to dislike.

It's good enough if someone is willing to hold me.

Guangling Douluo hugged her tightly, feeling her softness, and suddenly felt that children were quite fun.

It was fragrant, soft, and as comfortable to the touch as cotton. But its vitality was too fragile, so he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting the little thing.

"Sleep when you're tired."

Guangling Douluo spoke to her in a low voice, his gaze fell on the stage again, with envy in his eyes.

The six-winged angel spirit.

This is the top martial spirit in Douluo Continent.

The appearance of this boy will surely bring about a bloody storm on Douluo Continent.

If his martial spirit could be stronger, he would definitely not stop here. I envy him.

Ling Changge didn't know what Guangling Douluo was thinking. At this moment, her eyelids were about to close, her vision became blurry, and she was really sleepy.

"Go to sleep."

Listening to his relaxed words, Ling Changge nodded.

Because Ling Changge trusted Guangling Douluo not to harm her, her body and mind relaxed instantly, and sleepiness came over her. In a short while, she fell asleep.

Sensing the change in her breath, Guangling Douluo maintained his current movements and set up a soul barrier to isolate the surrounding sounds to prevent their voices from waking her up.

Poor Master.

Guangling Douluo sighed and thought that there was no master as good as him in the entire Douluo Continent.

Being a good master is really tiring.

Hey, it’s a blessing for this little thing to become his apprentice!

She must cherish him as her master.

"Guang Ling."

Qingluan Douluo lowered his voice and said to Guangling Douluo: "Are you tired? If you are, leave her to me."

Qingluan Douluo looked at Guangling Douluo's thin appearance and was afraid that he could not hold Ling Changge.

Although Ling Changge is only a six-year-old kid, she still has weight.

Holding him for a while is nothing, but if you hold him for too long, your arms will definitely get sore. Based on his understanding of Guangling Douluo, this guy won't be able to hold on for long.

Qingluan Douluo with a filter thinks Guangling Douluo is so weak.

He felt sorry for Guangling Douluo and didn't want him to be too tired.

"Third brother, no need."

Guangling Douluo said calmly, "This little weight is nothing to me."

He held his head high with a look of confidence that made Qingluan Douluo's eyes flash with a smile.

That proud and confident look made Qingluan Douluo's brows relax and his mood instantly improved.

Seeing him happy, Qingluan Douluo also relaxed.

The Lion Douluo looked at their strange expressions, with a puzzled look on his resolute face.

This is too strange.

He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the changes on the stage, and his eyes fell on the stage again.

The golden scepter in Qian Daoliu's hand disappeared, and then a golden sword appeared in his palm, with dazzling golden light shining.

In an instant, the entire Angel Village was shrouded in golden light.

In the golden light, a sacred breath came towards them, falling into everyone's hearts and purifying their souls.

The most important ability of the six-winged angel martial spirit is purification.

All the filth in the world cannot escape the purifying power of angels.

This kind of light power is in the hands of the angels.

This purification calmed the hostility in their hearts and made them calm.

All the shortcomings of the martial soul can disappear under the cleansing of the purifying power.

Because Qian Junlin's martial soul is the martial soul of a six-winged angel, Qian Daoliu was overjoyed and brought down this purification to help more members of the angel clan.

In order to save energy, Qian Daoliu only uses it once every five years, in order to win the hearts of his tribe members and bring the angels together.

Qian Daoliu is a gentle person, but he is very good at winning people's hearts.

"Angel bloodline, the power of purification."

"This is the angel race's most joyous event in ten thousand years."

Qian Daoliu's sonorous and powerful voice resounded throughout the venue again. He looked at everyone calmly and said, "According to their merits, Qian Junlin's parents will both receive 50,000-year soul bones. His brothers and sisters with innate soul power above level five can all join the Angel Corps without any assessment and become a member of the Angel Corps."

This is a form of reward for Qian Junlin's blood relatives. If people from the Angel Village want to join the Angel Corps, the minimum requirement is to have an innate soul power of level seven.

Even if one has an innate soul power level of seven, it is not certain that one can enter the Angel Corps, because there are many geniuses in the Angel Corps.

The Spirit Hall uses most of its resources in Angel Village in order to train people of the angel clan and thus preserve the foundation of the Spirit Hall.

The Spirit Hall’s greatest reliance is not the Worship Hall or the Pope’s Hall, but the angel clan.

The ancestor of the angel clan, the angel god Qian Yuhan, established the Spirit Hall to suppress the darkness in the world and gain the pure power of faith. After ten thousand years, the angel clan is still the biggest foundation of the Spirit Hall.

Only by winning people's hearts can we make them loyal to the Spirit Hall.

"Thank you, Chief."

Qian Junlin's parents knelt on the ground and accepted Qian Daoliu's arrangement.

They have more than one son, so they are not averse to Qian Daoliu's arrangement.

Looking at his parents kneeling on the ground, Qian Junlin's eyes flashed with complexity, and then he regained his calm.

He let Qian Daoliu hold his hand, with a calm look on his young face.

He couldn't refuse.

Those who have no strength have no say.

His eyes scanned the entire place, and when he saw Guangling Douluo, he paused for a few seconds before retracting his gaze. What he thought was, this guy can really sleep.

This guy is really big to be able to sleep at a time like this!

Come to think of it, this guy came to test my background as soon as they met. This guy is quite courageous. If his soul power level was higher, this girl would have been beaten by him long ago.

When fellow villagers meet, they both shed tears. That is impossible!

It’s good enough if you don’t stab me!

This little girl is very brave.

Humph.

Qian Junlin snorted coldly in his heart.

……

Sleepiness came and went quickly. When Ling Changge woke up again, the ceremony was over.

She felt the cold body temperature and frowned immediately. She turned her head and found that the person holding her was not Guangling Douluo, but Qingluan Douluo.

Ling Changge: “…”

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she pretended to be terrified. Damn it, the body temperature of this Qingluan Douluo was even colder than that of Guangling Douluo.

Oh my god, this guy doesn’t want to freeze himself to death!

"Wake up, little one."

Guangling Douluo's joking voice sounded, and a calm look fell on Ling Changge, "It's almost over, and we're about to set off to return to the Spirit Hall. Are you satisfied now?"

He said the last part half-jokingly, half-jokingly, his right eye that was not covered by snow flashing with a smile.

His red lips curled up slightly and a smile spread across his face.

It was obvious that Guangling Douluo was in a good mood, so he came to tease Ling Changge.

“Very satisfied!”

Ling Changge nodded like a chick pecking at rice, his eyes sparkling, "Then do we still need to go to school when we go back?"

"It's already afternoon."

Ling Changge deliberately looked at the sky a few times and found that the sun was setting and the color of the sky was getting darker, so he knew that it was almost evening.

"Let's go to the Spirit Hall Academy tomorrow. It's too late today."

Guangling Douluo stretched out his big hand to rub her hair, ruffling it into a mess, then laughed, "Tomorrow, your teacher will personally take you to school."

Seeing his undisguised smile, Ling Changge's face turned ugly and he shouted, "My hair!"

"Bad thing!"

"You know how to bully me!"

Ling Changge snorted coldly and glared at Guangling Douluo with an unhappy look. Is there anyone in the world more childish than Guangling Douluo? In Ling Changge's opinion, there is absolutely no one!

Such a childish and lawless person is so hateful!

She pouted, looking unhappy, and her obsidian eyes were watery.

Her hair!

You don't need to look to know that the hair must be a mess.

How can a master not do his job all day and just bully his cute and gentle disciple?

This master has a very bad taste!

"hey-hey."

Guangling Douluo chuckled at her, his beautiful face full of smiles.

Even though he was laughing, his hands did not stop moving. He continued to touch her hair, making it even more messy.

There was a playful flash in his right eye, and the mess was actually quite nice to look at.

A messy hair doesn’t look bad.

The delicate little baby with a messy hair looked very cute in Guangling Douluo's eyes.

It’s just that the little doll’s angry expression somewhat destroys the beauty.

"Bad thing!"

Ling Changge said this with gritted teeth, her short little hands were simply unable to stop Guangling Douluo.

How abominable!

How could a master bully his disciple like this? This man is lawless!

Oh, I’m so tired!

This master is even more childish than her!

"little things."

Guangling Douluo ignored her angry expression and continued to rub her head slowly, but with a little less force than before.

His evil hand was still rubbing his head, which made Ling Changge very angry.

She had already expressed her dissatisfaction, but Guangling Douluo seemed to be blind to it.

This bad thing!

It's really terrible!

"Guang Ling."

Qingluan Douluo spoke slowly, "Enough is enough."

"Your disciple's expression is about to spit fire. A master should act like a master."

Qingluan Douluo spoke only because he couldn't bear it anymore.

Guangling Douluo has been making trouble for a long time.

It’s impossible to expect this guy to act like a master.

"no?"

Guangling Douluo hesitated for a moment and looked at Ling Changge's expression carefully, "Third brother is lying."

"She is a human, not a soul beast. How could she spit fire out of her mouth?"

This time, not only Ling Changge was speechless, but also Qingluan Douluo.