I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 88 The Quarantined Quinlan
Kunlan had never been so weak. Ever since he came into the world, he had the white blood of the vampire in his body.

This made him never worry about life, old age, sickness and death. Even before he came to the Douluo Continent before the awakening of his martial spirit and red gold blood, Kunlan had never suffered from any disease.

But now Kunlan is feeling very uncomfortable. He feels that he has a fever, which should be caused by the wound on his chest.

Although the wound was simply sutured by Yuexian'er, it was still inflamed inevitably. There were no antibiotics in this world, so Kunlan could only endure it forcefully.

Qian Xun's "Fengyun Sword" that night only briefly raised Kunlan's "Zhi Ge" sword intent to the Dzogchen realm, but it did not enhance Kunlan's soul power and repair the wound on his chest.

Now, that is to say, there are bursts of tingling in the chest from time to time, and the continuous release of the sword intent of the "Fengyun Sword" in the body brings a sense of splitting deep in his soul.

This made Kunlan have to use his "Zhi Ge" sword intent all the time to fight against the "Fengyun Sword" that wreaks havoc in the spiritual world, so as to relieve his pain a little.

"It seems that I won't be able to sleep in the future."

Kunlan bit her lip lightly, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Kunlan's blazing angel martial soul is the top martial soul in the world, which brings him not only super-strength cross-level combat power, but also easy, boring and fast upgrade of soul power.

Since the awakening of Seraphim's martial soul, Kunlan has never increased his soul power through deep meditation and cleansing. He only occasionally fought in actual combat, and then he reached the bottleneck of soul power, and then went to spawn monsters to obtain a soul ring and a large amount of soul power at the same time.

Last time, the 5-year Shura Chihu directly raised Kunlan from level 35 to level 36. Less than a month later, Kunlan felt that after several battles, his soul power had a faint tendency to break through to level [-] again.

At this time, from the corner of his eye, Kunlan suddenly felt that there was a figure in the window on the right, and he quickly turned his head to look at it.

A child in sackcloth sat on the window sill shaking his legs, with his hands behind his back on the window sill. It seemed that he had been here for a long time.

Why did I suddenly find out now that the super perception of the Kunlan blood clan was sealed together with the red gold blood, and my sword intent had to fight against the "Fengyun Sword" in the spiritual world all the time, so I no longer had any extra strength to maintain the sword intent world.

The current Kunlan is almost a patient with five scumbags and six sense attributes reduced to zero.

"You're so boring, you've been staring at the ceiling, what's there to see?"

This kid in sackcloth looked like he was only five or six years old, but when he spoke, he curled his lips, squinted his eyes, and his nostrils were raised high, which made him feel sensible.

Kunlan blew his nose, and he rolled his eyes at the little furry boy.

Brother, I was thinking about whether it is okay, and you have been here for so long without talking and have been staring at me quietly, looking at the ceiling I have been looking at for so long, you are so boring.

Kunlan looked at the other party without speaking. He was waiting for the little furry boy to speak. Kunlan retrieved his memory with great difficulty and found that he did not know the doll.

Since the other party came to look for him late at night, not to mention that he must know him, there must be something wrong.

"Your hook can sit still."

The boy in sackcloth spoke with a strange accent.

Kunlan didn't understand for a moment, hook?
Didn't I lie on the bed, how did I sit on the hook.

Kunlan subconsciously reached out to feel if there were any sharp objects hidden under the mattress. After searching around, he found nothing unusual, and Kunlan was slightly relieved.

He didn't want to wake up with holes in his ass the next day, after all, it was different now.

"Well, Master Fang asked me to bring you a book to read. He said that he was afraid that you would be bored these few days."

Said the sackclothed child.

Then, he took out an open book from his black crotch and threw it into Kunlan's arms. Kunlan picked it up curiously and opened it, and couldn't help but stare.

These colored body paintings, various body position illustrations, come alive on the paper.

Kunlan suddenly felt that his lower abdomen was on fire. This good book really came at an inopportune time for him who was weak and sick.

"Is this Master Fang serious..."

Kunlan's head was covered with black lines at the moment.

The boy in sackcloth noticed that Kunlan's expression was a bit strange, so he reacted immediately, jumped on the bed, and snatched the painted painting from Kunlan's hand.

Then without changing his face, he took out another quaint threading book from his crotch and handed it to Kunlan,

"Here, I took the wrong one just now."

Kunlan took a look, and saw four elegant calligraphy characters - "Qigong Xinfa".

Judging by the title, it is a serious book.

"This kind of handwriting is really rare..."

Kunlan was about to ask who that Master Su was, but when he looked up, the boy in sackcloth had disappeared.

"It will be boring these days? How do you say that?"

Kunlan recalled the words of the child in sackcloth, and he was a little confused for a while.

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The next morning, Quinlan knew what "boring" was all about.

The whole night of meditation made Kunlan get used to the pain in his body and the spiritual world, and his fever gradually subsided. Kunlan planned to go for a walk and enjoy the cool breeze.

"Boy, you can't go out."

As soon as Kunlan opened the door, he saw two burly figures standing in front of the door, and an aunt in a red and green padded jacket blocked Kunlan back.

"Aunt..."

Kunlan was a little helpless.

"Whose aunt are you calling!?"

The aunt in the red and green padded jacket suddenly turned her eyes sideways, and the big Chinese character face on it was not angry and arrogant.

Another aunt in black and white pockmarked padded clothes also came over. Both of them wore a yellow armband on their shoulders.

"I said young man, your identity is unknown now, so you can't walk around!"

Black and white pockmarked another step forward, and Kunlan had no choice but to continue to retreat.

"Hey, young man, do you still have a fever? I think you still have a runny nose... That Aunt Huang, hurry up and give him a cloth to wear."

"I don't know what that girl Xian'er thought, but any strangers who come here must first report to the village management committee. I don't know the rules in the village?"

"Isolate for seven days and observe."

As they spoke, the two pushed Kunlan back into the room.

Then Kunlan heard the sound of a lock coming from the door, he stuffed a few mouth cloths in one hand, and sat back on the mattress a little bit hopelessly. If he had known it would be like this, the painted book would be great.

The most important thing is that he can't understand the "Qigong Heart Method" in his hand.

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Fangzhi City, more than a dozen miles away, is the largest city in the Nine Kingdoms of the Southern Kingdom. The city of Fangguo gathers the largest flow of people from the Nine Kingdoms of the Southern Kingdom. 90.00% of the trade between the Heaven Dou Empire and its kingdoms and the Nine Kingdoms of the Southern Kingdom is carried out in the Fangzhi City.

There is a college called "Xingyu Private School" in this city, but it never teaches students how to practice martial arts, but the students from the Nine Divisions of the whole southern country are proud to enter "Xingyu Private School".

In a classroom of the academy, a middle-aged man with flowing black hair threw a piece of chalk under the podium and hit a child in sackcloth who was snoring on the head.

"Ow—"

The boy in sackcloth screamed in pain.

"Why did you go last night? You slept so hard."

"Master Fang, didn't I deliver the books for you?"

The sackclothed child quibbled.

"I saw that you went back at nine o'clock last night, and the lights in your room were kept on until midnight."

The middle-aged man in civilian clothes gave him a meaningful look,
"Shenhou, you are still young, listen to my advice, young people should stop when they are young."

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