Douluo: Fallen Fallen

Wu Qingqing took the bun with a smile and savored it carefully.

The fragrance of the white noodles and the sweetness of the bean paste spread in the mouth, turning into wisps of heat.

Ying Qingxi looked at Wu Qingqing nervously, success or failure depended on this.

After eating the red bean paste buns, Wu Qingqing felt that her body became lighter and all the fatigue in her body was gone.

Ying Qingxi saw Wu Qingqing's face turn rosy and finally relaxed her mind. It seemed that the soul master's power was equivalent to a miracle medicine for ordinary people.

But before he could calm down, Wu Qingqing suddenly turned red and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow—"

"What, what is this?" Aunt Chen saw clearly the bruises Wu Qingqing spit out and screamed.

A pool of black blood on the ground was particularly eye-catching.

Boom!

As if she had been hit with a sap, Ying Qingxi felt that her heartbeat had slowed down. She wanted to say that this might be due to overwork, but she could not deceive herself or ignore it. This was very difficult. unusual.

The congestion is black, but it is different from normal congestion. Yes, it can only be said that it is different from "normal" congestion. The congestion that Wu Qingqing spat out is as black as ink and as deep as an abyss. Looking at it, you will feel that this congestion is actually the opposite. Looking at myself, it's very abnormal.

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.

But that is an abyss, and this is human blood!

Ying Qingxi was a little panicked. She didn't know how to deal with it. She wasn't a doctor, so she didn't know what this situation was.

Thinking at the best, this is actually the cause of the disease. Ying Qingxi's bean paste buns have forced out the cause, which is a good thing.But what about the worst?

Ying Qingxi didn't dare to think about it, but at this moment, Aunt Chen suddenly shouted again, "It's him, it must be him, he's here again."

"What? Aunt Chen? Who is it? Who is here again?" Ying Qingxi asked quickly. Aunt Chen's reaction was very unusual. Wu Qingqing's so-called cause of the disease was probably man-made.

Before Aunt Chen could answer, Ying Qingxi thought of the answer.

Is it that evil soul master again?Wuhundian hasn’t been caught yet?

Ying Qingxi's heart sank. Thinking of Aunt Chen's insistence, she asked again: "Aunt Chen, tell me what happened."

Aunt Chen hesitated to speak, and finally sighed: "Actually, a month ago, someone also got sick, but it was different from Qingqing. She had no memory and looked stupid all day long. We also asked We went to the doctor to see her, but nothing was diagnosed. Later...a few days later, someone found her dead at home. When she died...Anyway, when we were moving her body, we found her There was a mouthful of bruises in the mouth, just like the one Qingqing spit out..."

Ying Qingxi frowned, what exactly did that evil soul master want to do?First it sucked blood, and now it caused people to get sick and die. The symptoms were still different.

Could it be that blood-sucking alone can no longer push him further?Flesh and blood is the foundation of the body. Since sucking blood can no longer satisfy this evil soul master, the next step should be...soul!

When it came to the soul, Ying Qingxi did not dare to be careless and quickly asked her mother Wu Qingqing if there was anything else strange.

Wu Qingqing shook her head: "I feel like there's nothing wrong with me. I'm just a little dizzy."

It seems to be effective. Ying Qingxi nodded. If it works, it will be easier to handle.

Ying Qingxi made another bean paste bun: "Aunt Chen, you can eat one too."

Aunt Chen took the bun tremblingly. For her, this bean paste bun is now a life-saving package.Fortunately, Xiao Xi is back, otherwise she might have died without knowing how.

What is strange is that after Aunt Chen took it, nothing happened except that she felt refreshed and no longer tired. That is to say, her waist no longer ached and her legs no longer hurt. The effect was comparable to that of "an old man who violated the laws of his ancestors" Chinese Medicine".

It seems that this evil soul master is not strong enough to support his large-scale soul-sucking.

In this case, the people in the small village should be fine for the time being.But since the evil soul master has once again set his sights on this village, he will not leave too far.If there is any place to hide people, it should be the hill behind the small village.

"Aunt Chen, please don't make any noise about this matter. I'll go back to Notting City to find the people from Wuhun Palace first." Ying Qingxi ordered. The rented carriage was still waiting outside the small village, just in time to facilitate Ying Qingxi. Go back to Notting City.

"Okay, okay." Aunt Chen obeyed Ying Qingxi's words. Although Ying Qingxi was only seven years old at this time, she was already a soul master. As long as she was a soul master, she was completely different from ordinary people. This was Back to the basic idea.

In fact, Ying Qingxi's choice to return to Notting City to find the Spirit Hall was a helpless move. The enemy's strength was not yet clear, and she had no fighting ability. Going to find the evil spirit master was seeking death.Judging from the current actions of this evil soul master, there should be no methods that can be used in a short time. In this way, the villagers in the small village will be safe for the time being, so Ying Qingxi decided to go back and ask for help.The carriage ride back and forth didn't take too long, much shorter than the time it took the old village chief Trevor to take her there when she first entered school.

"Mom, wait until I come back." Ying Qingxi settled Wu Qingqing and turned to leave.

After explaining the matter to the old village chief and telling him not to act rashly, Ying Qingxi got into the carriage and prepared to return to the city to ask for help.

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Notting City, Spirit Hall.

"Hey, Lao Liu, have you reported Xiao Xi's matter to the Spirit Hall?"

"Fuck you." Liu Long smiled and cursed, "You said you can report it to the main palace? I have already reported it to the master of the branch palace in Fasnuo City. He should report it to the bishop of Tiandou Imperial City. Your Excellency, please report it. As for Wuhun City..." When he mentioned Wuhun City, Liu Long's face was full of yearning, "After all, he is innately full of soul power, so the Bishop should report it to Wuhun City."

"Master Su."

"Master Su."

……

Suddenly the sound of greetings came from outside. Liu Long and Zhao Si looked up and saw Su Yuntao walking in with a cheerful look on his face.

Although everyone was itching to see him like this, there was nothing they could do about it. Who asked people to discover a genius with innate soul power to join the Spirit Hall?

Su Yuntao was promoted, from being an idle person presiding over the Wuhun Awakening Ceremony to being the deputy hall master of a branch of the Wuhun branch in Notting City.

It seems that the promotion rate is not that big, but the treatment is already very different.

"Master Su, Xiao Xi is here."

Ever since they got acquainted, people from the Notting City Martial Arts Branch often called Ying Qingxi affectionately Xiaoxi. Ying Qingxi also did not address her with a respectful title. Instead, she called her uncle and aunty. I don’t know what she thought she was when she saw him. It's a family that loves each other.

Su Yuntao hurried over.

His promotion was due to Ying Qingxi's blessing. With a talent like Ying Qingxi's, it was almost certain that he would be admitted to Wuhun City to study. In the future, he would also be a soul sect. Naturally, this relationship should be established from an early age.

When they came to the door, Su Yuntao was about to say hello, but saw that Ying Qingxi didn't look well, so he asked with concern: "What's wrong, Xiao Xi, has something happened?"

Ying Qingxi did not answer, but asked a question: "Uncle Su, have you found the murderer who killed my father?"

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