Douluo's holy sword

Chapter 257 The Big Adventure of the Lightning Rabbit
At the gate of Xiaoluo City, guards stand guard every day to collect money.

"Give me orderly, one by one!" The guard looked at the somewhat noisy line and shouted immediately.

"Really, a group of..." The guard spat in disdain.

But, suddenly, a breeze blew by his side.

This is not the point, the most important thing is that he seems to have seen a white shadow leaping past.

"Huh?" The guard rubbed his eyes with a dazed expression.

"Did you see what passed by just now?" the guard said hesitantly.

"Huh? Something?" It was obviously a little strange for the companion to be asked.

"Where did you get it? Are you dazzled? I told you to take it easy, don't go looking for Xiao Taohong every day, look, you are dazzled now, the next step is probably sheep..."

"Bah! Bah, bah, bah! I'll last my whole life!" the guard yelled angrily.

However, at the same time, he also felt guilty.

It can't really be that it's been too much lately, right?
Last time he saw an old man suddenly disappear...

Otherwise, this time really spend less time?
In Xiaoluo city.

"It's not peaceful in the city recently!" An old coachman on the carriage parked on the side of the street sighed.

"You mean about the car dealership?" The middle-aged man at the bookstall beside him asked curiously.

"That's right, people from so many car dealerships died in succession, and all of them died silently..."

"Can do this kind of thing..." the middle-aged man said hesitantly.

"Is it a soul master?"

"It should be." The old coachman puffed on his dry cigarette and smoked.

"Except for soul masters, who else can do such a thing?" The words were very firm.

All the guards at the gate have never seen anyone enter, and they don't even know when someone died inside.

Is this something that ordinary people can do?
"What is this master soul master trying to do? Seeking revenge? It's not like that! Let's not talk about how ordinary people like us dare to provoke a soul master. He is a well-known good guy, even if he sees a stray cat or dog, he will reward him with food, but now..." the middle-aged man cursed in a low voice.

Obviously, the death of that "old Yu" made him very uncomfortable.

"It's fate..." the old coachman shook his head and said.

In this world, it doesn't mean that good people will be rewarded with good things.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it... bad luck!" The middle-aged man spat hard, as if he wanted to throw away all the unclean things.

"Hasn't it been quiet for more than half a month? The murderer should have left, right? Even the deacons of the Wuhun Temple were alarmed by such a thing. How can ordinary people dare to stay for a long time?"

"Hey, that's not necessarily true." The old coachman put down his cigarette stick and sneered.

"What's wrong? Isn't it right?" The middle-aged man said with wide-eyed eyes.

"You haven't married a wife yet, have you?" The old coachman gave him a sideways look.

"Isn't this saving money for my wife..." The middle-aged man said resentfully, "Why mention this?"

"They are in their thirties, and they still think about things like teenagers. No wonder they can't find a wife." The old driver scolded.

Seeing the unconvinced expression on the middle-aged man's face, the old coachman had no choice but to continue talking to him.

"You just said Wuhundian, right?" The old coachman sneered.

"Tell me, who are the people in Wuhundian?"

"Who?" The middle-aged man rubbed his head, a little confused.

"Men and women, who else can they be?"

"Stupid donkey! Elm bump! You deserve to be unable to get a wife in this life!" The old coachman blushed and almost jumped up in anger.

"If you have something to say, why are you swearing..." the middle-aged man said unhappily.

"I'm the one who scolded you!" The old coachman held the cigarette stick in his hand, and wanted to throw it at the middle-aged man's head several times.

"Listen well, let me tell you, they are all soul masters!" The old coachman looked around, and there was only an alley where no one would pass by.

He just didn't know why, but he always felt that the shadow there seemed to be a little bigger.

After that, after making sure no one was eavesdropping, he whispered.

"You mean..." Finally, the middle-aged man is not so stupid, he still has some understanding after talking to this point.

"That's right." The old coachman nodded.

"For those soul masters, ordinary people like us are not on the same level as them at all. Only when we are soul masters can we be recognized by them."

"Do you think they will really arrest an equal person for the sake of inferior people like us?"

"Would you kill your neighbor next door because a chicken and duck died at home?"

The old coachman's plain words revealed a faint self-mockery.

But it seems like the truth of the world, like iron rules.

"This...can't be..." The middle-aged man was obviously frightened by the old coachman's astonishing words, and he couldn't speak fluently for a while, and he stumbled a bit.

"Oh, who knows..." The old coachman squinted his eyes slightly, leaned against the cart and took another deep breath of dry cigarette.

He would say this, naturally, because he had seen similar things in his early years.

A soul master who made a mistake was caught by the people of the Wuhun Temple, and then, what awaited him was not trial and imprisonment, but was taken by the deacon of the Wuhun Temple to join the Wuhun Temple.

He remembered that the soul master's mistake was killing two ordinary people who slightly bumped into him in the street.

And what did the deacon of Wuhundian say?

Two ordinary people, if you kill them, you will kill them. Talents like you are obviously much more important.

Ah……

At that time, the young old coachman tightly covered his mouth and curled up in the grass, not daring to make any sound, lest he be killed.

Fortunately, those two soul masters are obviously not outstanding in perception, of course, it may also be because they are too lazy to perceive carefully.

Therefore, the old coachman escaped unharmed.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that the old coachman let go of his bruised hands, gasped for breath, and left all his snot and tears behind.

Of the two people who died, one of them was his elder brother.

biological brother.

A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the old coachman, who was sunk in memories, and he didn't even notice that the dry tobacco in his hand had been burned out.

"Old man, I think what you said is a bit biased." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" The old driver came back to his senses and asked in a daze.

"I don't know why you think that way." The big man looked very serious.

"However, I think that the kind of people you mentioned are still a minority after all."

"The deacons of Wuhundian, I can't guarantee that they are all good people, but I think most of them are good people."

"Last time, Deacon Cheng in Wuhundian, a child accidentally bumped into him and even stained his pants, but instead of blaming him, Deacon Cheng apologized to that child..."

"Master He of the Wuhun Palace, the last time I helped my neighbor's children awaken their Wuhun..."

"and also……"

The big man gave nearly ten examples piecemeal. The old coachman didn't interrupt, but just listened quietly from the sidelines.

"Anyway, I think there are very few soul masters like the one you mentioned." After talking for a long time, the big man didn't know how to sum it up. After thinking about it for a long time, he could only say such a sentence.

"I hope so..." The old driver closed his eyes and didn't say anything more.

Perhaps, this guy was right, because he was thinking too darkly.

But, I can't change it...

Even if he knew he was wrong...

Just because of that incident, it affected him too deeply...

The two of them didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the shadow of the alley beside them.

very scary……

Is the human world so scary!
A huge rabbit, more than one meter long and carrying a light blue bundle, shivered in the shadows.

It was the Lightning Rabbit who left Morningstar Forest for the first time.

Since being limped by Ye Yao, the Lightning Rabbit came to the city of Aden at a very fast speed according to the direction Ye Yao pointed him to.

It took Ye Yao half a day to ride the carriage, but Lightning Rabbit only took less than an hour.

Then, when it entered a human city for the first time, it was a little overwhelmed, so it hid in the shadow of an alley to calm down.

I didn't expect to hear such a shocking thing.

Is there such a killer in the human world?Then will he kill the rabbit...

Brother, I'm so scared!

Lightning Rabbit misses someone like never before, obviously it was only an hour apart.

no!Gotta leave now!Otherwise, you will be in trouble if you meet that murderer!

No, even if you don't meet a murderer, you will be in trouble if you meet a soul master!

Brother, where are you going after you get to this city...

West... yes, Northwest!

The city is terrible, I want to go back to the forest!
Star Dou Great Forest, wait for me!
The Lightning Rabbit with firm eyes shook its body, and after confirming that the burden on its body was fine, it turned into a white shadow again and shuttled through the city.

As long as they pass Xiaoluo City, they only need to pass through a small city to reach the Star Dou Forest.

come on!Lightning Rabbit, you can do it!
From now on, start the adventure of Lightning Rabbit!

Then, the Lightning Rabbit who was immersed in YY didn't notice that he didn't know where to start, he had already left the remote alley, left the shadows, and came to the street with people coming and going.

Later, on that day, many people claimed to have seen a white shadow flashing past on the street.

There are even two soul masters from Wuhun Temple to testify.

This incident aroused the great attention of the local Wuhundian.

They had reason to suspect that this white shadow was related to the previous murderer.

Because of that terrifying speed.

The master of Xiaoluo City's Wuhun Hall, a control-type soul sage, had a solemn expression after hearing his subordinate's description.

"That kind of speed... a Contra of the agility attack system... at least!" the hall master said in a deep voice.

That is to say, the possibility of Titled Douluo cannot be ruled out.

"Why did such a strong man come to Xiaoluo City, and why did he kill a few ordinary people for no reason..."

"There must be something wrong with this matter! Send a letter immediately and ask the main hall to send a strong man over! Don't take it lightly!"

Afterwards, after the urgent transmission of the letter, it aroused the great attention of the Wuhundian, and even attracted...

Seven days later...

"Old ghost, the person in charge here said that it might be Title Douluo, do you think it's possible?" A soft voice said.

A titled Douluo killed a few ordinary people, ran wildly in the street and was discovered...

Title Douluo lost all face.

"Nothing is impossible." A hoarse voice like a mummy said, and a ghost-like figure emerged with it.

Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo!

"Hehe, could it be a mistake?" Ju Douluo smiled carelessly.

"Probably not. To be able to garrison a big city like Xiaoluo City, the vision and strength of the person in charge should be guaranteed." Ghost Douluo said solemnly.

"That's it... then I don't know which old man did this kind of thing." Ju Douluo smiled playfully.

Almost all of the Contra and above powerhouses on the mainland have acquaintances, and most of them even have friendships.

"My lords." The local palace master hurriedly bowed to greet him.

These two are the two titled Douluo who are closest to His Highness the Pope, and they are different from those who are pure-hearted and ascetic in the enshrinement hall. These two have much more power in their hands.

"Okay, I'll just skip the formality." Ju Douluo said softly.

"Hurry up and get down to business, we still have things to go back after we're done."

The hall master didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly took the two of them to the Wuhun Hall.

The bodies of all victims are temporarily placed here.

"Old ghost, it's up to you." Ju Douluo said.

Ghost Douluo nodded imperceptibly, and then began to carefully perceive the corpse breaths of the many dead in front of him.

Ghost Douluo's martial spirit is special, and his perception of the corpse of the dead is quite unique.

Theoretically, after such a long time, the murderer was just an ordinary person killed with a single stroke of soul power, and the remaining aura should have dissipated long ago.

However, if it was Ghost Douluo, he might still be able to perceive a thing or two.

After a long time, Ghost Douluo opened his mouth to speak.

"It's not a Titled Douluo, it's a Contra."

"There really are such boring people..." Ju Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he is not a titled Douluo, he is actually a Soul Douluo.

"Can you tell who it is?"

"No, there's too little breath left, it's already the limit to be able to judge the approximate cultivation level." Ghost Douluo shook his head and said.

In the final analysis, it was because these people were just ordinary people, and killing them only required a negligible amount of soul power.

Otherwise, if it is even a corpse at the level of a soul master or soul sect, maybe a little more things can be found.

"Then let's look for it according to the sensitive attack department for now..." Ju Douluo glanced at the lowered head of the palace master beside him, and said softly.

Contras of the agility department on the mainland, looking around, there are only a few...

After all, the circle is that big.

"The most famous one should be from the Min clan..." Ju Douluo said.

"That former affiliated sect of Haotianzong..."

The ultimate pursuit of speed, although the combat power is extremely hip, but in terms of speed, it surpasses many titled Douluo.

It seems that it is very consistent with the words of the palace master.

Beside him, the body of the hall master trembled slightly.

It is actually related to the Haotian School, the head of the seven sects!
"It's possible." Ghost Douluo didn't rule out this possibility.

Although Haotianzong has been hiding from the world for a long time, the possibility that they want to come out of the mountain again cannot be ruled out.

However, at the same time, he raised another possibility.

"Have you ever thought about..." Ghost Douluo said.

"On the mainland, where is the place with the most agility-type Contras?"

"You mean..." Ju Douluo had a look of shock on his face.

"That's right, it's our Spirit Hall!"

In this way, things will be interesting...

It stands to reason that no matter if a Contra level powerhouse is sitting in a place or staying behind in Wuhun City, once he leaves, he must notify in advance.

However, they don't seem to have received such news...

"Go back and check." Ju Douluo said coldly.

He wanted to see if someone really had some other thoughts.

They didn't notice it, and they probably noticed it but didn't say it.

The hall master on the side was already sweating profusely.

These... can I pretend I didn't hear it?

How come the factions inside Wuhundian are fighting again...

I'm just a soul sage. I can't hear these secrets.
No one knows, but it was just a momentary careless behavior of a rabbit in a hurry to deliver the letter, which triggered a series of major behaviors one after another.

(End of this chapter)