Legend of Xiao Yan of Douluo

Chapter 12 The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School

Seven Treasures

A ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room, which was extremely beautifully decorated.The bed made of sandalwood is carved with flying and playing butterflies and blooming peonies.There was still a rose-red veil hanging on the bed, and when a gust of wind blew, the veil danced along with it.On the head of the bed is a pillow embroidered with lotus flowers with Suzhou embroidery, and the quilt is pink and fresh, embroidered with gardenias, which is indescribably harmonious.

This is a woman's boudoir.At this time, Xiao Yan was lying in the boudoir.And right beside Xiao Yan, an extremely agile little girl was looking at Xiao Yan with her hands on her small face, as if she wanted to see something.

She is elegant and unconventional, with an air of lightness and delicate skin. Although she looks only five or six years old, she can still tell that she is a beauty.I'm afraid it won't take long to make the world fall for it.The girl looked at the boy who was still refusing to wake up, she didn't know what she was thinking, after thinking for a while, she left directly.

This is a splendid hall.

The ground paved with high-quality white jade shines with warm light, the phoenix spreads its wings on the cornices carved from sandalwood, the floating windows carved from blue tiles, the wall panels piled up with jade, and at the end of a straight road there is a huge The square sinks slowly with the jade steps, and a straight pillar on the central huge altar is carved with lifelike dragon patterns, facing the phoenix on the palace far away...all of this tells the unusualness of this place .

Ning Rongrong sat on the sofa in the main hall and kept shaking her slender legs.

Directly above the main hall was a refined middle-aged man. The middle-aged man looked extremely handsome, with a hint of gentleness in his face. He looked like a scholar.

Below him to the left is a haggard old man.The clothes seemed to be fully supported by skeletons, the muscles and skin were shriveled, and the eye sockets were sunken. If it was seen at night, it would look like a huge skeleton.A few sparse white hairs hung on the scalp, which was as ugly as it could be.But it is this unremarkable body that can feel the powerful power, which is shocking.

Facing the withered old man was an old man in a white robe.The old man carried a long sword on his back, and a strong sword intent emanated from it.Obviously this is also a strong man.The old man was slowly sipping the tea in his hand, but it gave people a good wave.

"Master Jian, you mean that kid killed a thousand-year-old soul beast by himself?" the middle-aged man exclaimed.

"Well, but I'm not sure, because that kind of terrifying power actually wiped out that soul beast directly, which seems to be beyond my understanding." The old man who I called Jian Lao said.

"Not even a soul sage can annihilate a thousand-year-old soul beast, are you mistaken?" said the old man with a haggard face.

"When Rongrong and I rushed over, the battle was over, and only this child was lying on the ground with many wounds."

"So you can't be sure, let me just say, a six-year-old kid is not as powerful as you said. Someone must have killed the spirit beast when you arrived."

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The two old men seemed to be fighting, and they were fighting and staring, making their faces flushed.

"Okay, okay, no matter what, this must be a young genius. We will try our best to fight for it when we can. If we can be recruited into our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, maybe we can produce another Titled Douluo in the future. Only in the turbulent situation in the future can there be a glimmer of life." The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, and said with a sad face.

Hearing this, the two old men stopped talking, and the three of them had their own concerns and didn't know what they were thinking.

In the battle with the Fiery Eagle, Xiao Yan was indeed seriously injured. Although the ring explosion stimulated the recovery of the Buddha's Wrath Fire Lotus, that is, the Emperor Fire, the terrifying power of the Emperor Fire was not at all his current physical ability. I can bear it.This is also because the power of the Buddha's Fury Lotus (Dihuo) has not yet fully awakened, and if Xiao Yan doesn't let him run, he may not be able to escape death.

Xiao Yan woke up after a violent jolt, the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart, the pain directly drove away the tiredness hovering in his mind, and then he struggled and slowly opened his eyes.

He was relieved to see a woman's boudoir.It seems that she was rescued by others, and she seems to be a woman.

"Hey, are you awake?" Xiao Yan noticed that this was a very delicate girl.At this moment, the girl had her hands on her hips and was staring at him with her mouth pursed.

"You are?" Xiao Yan looked at the pouting girl in front of him and couldn't help being a little amused.

"You sleep on my bed, who do you think I am?" The girl looked at Xiao Yan who didn't pay much attention to her, and said with a burst of suffocation.

"Oh." Xiao Yan replied.

"Then you don't want to know my name?"

"Then what's your name?"

"My name is Ning Rongrong!" Ning Rongrong looked at the wood in front of him angrily, not knowing what to say.

"And since you're awake, get out of my bed quickly."

"Pfft, then why do you let me sleep in your bed, don't you like me?"

After finishing speaking, Ning Rongrong's little face turned red in an instant, she had never seen such a person who disobeyed her in the pampered Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it was going to drive her to death.

"Hmph, you bullied me, I'll tell Grandpa Jian." After finishing speaking, he blushed and ran away.

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