Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 208 Survive as a Ghost
In Aolai City, the time here is just sunrise and sunset, and the flow speed is different.

At this time, Gu Yue felt that time was extremely tormented. Tang Wulin's body was acting like an empty shell at this time, and his soul did not know where it went, it was light years away.

"Mingyu, have you found her yet? What method will be used to bring her back? Will there be a stalemate forever." Gu Yue has never been so helpless.

"This is?"

The space was torn apart, Zhao Xingchen stepped out of the space with blood on the corner of his mouth, his breath was very unstable, obviously he had encountered a fierce battle.

"Grandpa, are you okay, what about the intruders, will they come over?" Gu Yue supported him with her hand, Zhao Xingchen felt that she was very good and was very satisfied.

"It's okay, just a small injury, the monster has been dealt with, the strength of the invaders has risen exponentially, I have to make a decision quickly." Zhao Xingchen sat down.

"I'll take care of it for the time being. Mingyu and this girl are fine for the time being."

Gu Yue nodded, opened the door and walked out. Looking at the small yard, the memory came back to the past unconsciously.

Shrek.

"Are we just the two of us in the dormitory today? Sister Gu Yue and Sister Wu Lin, where are you going? I won't tell you." Xu Xiaoyan said lying on the bed.

"I don't know, I have something to do when I go out, let's practice hard today." Ye Xinglan only had cultivation in his mind, and his goal was "Sword Master".

"Wow, it's good to practice every day. I don't know when I can relax a little bit. Brother Mingyu has been in retreat for two months." Xu Xiaoyan howled, and it would be great if she could meditate deeply anytime.

Ye Xinglan frowned, "Cultivation! You can do it too." She has been cultivating madly, and she is very serious every day and never slacks off.

Xie Xie came back from training, took a bath and meditated again, living a life like a machine, and of course his strength has improved rapidly.

Apart from eating, Xu Lizhi compressed his soul power and cultivated the strength of his soul power. This could be regarded as the operation of a food-type soul master.

Yuanen Yehui carefully placed the photo on the table, tried many positions, and then lay down on the bed, "Isn't Mingyu finished training yet? When will the next meeting be?"

Today she was a little restless, came to the yard, held the magic sword and cast it, "Drink!"

With a soft shout, the tip of the magic sword showed a golden light, her pupils shrank, what was going on, she thought, no way, this kind of soul power, this kind of thing, is the same as Mingyu!what happened?
Ye Hui could only figure out the reason by himself, and could only link the reason to the potion he drank every day. Her potion was obviously different from other people's potion.

"... "

"Brother, hum, there's no news for two months, find another me and ask." Na'er sat on the swing, her slender legs constantly swinging.

In the memory, Gu Yue was woken up by a phone call, and she stared at Na'er... "What's the matter? It's just because I'm bored, Mingyu, he went to another world, I don't know when he will come back."

"Oh? Another world, save Tang Wulin?! What happened again? I'm the only one who doesn't know." Na'er's mouth bulged like a balloon, and she didn't call her sister anymore.

"Maybe there will be news tomorrow. Grandpa said that the tassels of time are different. We passed here for a while, but it may have been a year over there, or even..." Gu Yue stopped talking.

"It will be fine. He will bring Sister Wu Lin back safely. Why does this kind of thing keep happening to us? Is there really no peaceful daily life?" Na'er murmured.

Through communication, Na'er knew the status of the answer. Although there was news within a day or two, Na'er unconsciously became nervous. What if there was no news tomorrow.

Although grandpa would go to rescue him, what should he do if he encounters an intruder again? What should he do if he goes there but is not rescued? The more Na'er thought about it, the more afraid she became.

Gu Yue looked at the night in the sky, "What is the enemy? Finally, he was able to grasp happiness, but always cut off on the eve of success. Is this also fate?"

After the two hung up the phone, they were all speechless, their eyes were empty and they didn't know what they were thinking!
Yang Xiao from Aolai City is working hard to cultivate, Zhao Mingyu's letter has aroused his fighting spirit, in order to break through the Titled Douluo, in order to wait until his sister wakes up.

...

Different world.

The man in black glanced at one of the ghosts behind him, his true appearance broke through the sky, his face was born from his heart, and he was vividly displayed on the ghost.

Those who look similar to normal people basically have a normal three-dimensional view, such as fangs, sharp claws, and cracks, which basically deviate from them.

Tang Wulin was like this when she first turned into a ghost, but she still found herself, but she also forgot many things, most of Douluo's memories.

...

Looking at Chen Yuanyuan, falling asleep, this ghost lady is really no different from a living person, should I say she is lucky or unlucky?
Tang Wulin covered her head. She knew that she had lost her memory, but she couldn't recall it no matter how she thought about it. There was only a slight sadness in her heart.

After becoming a ghost, she was able to find herself again. At that time, she heard an ethereal voice calling her, it was so familiar, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes as she thought about it.

"I don't remember anything about why my body burst into meteor tears unconsciously. It's obviously a very important thing." Tang Wulin wiped away his tears and took a sip from a glass of water.

"Whatever it is, the world is so big, why do you always point to the past, you always have to move forward, what you enjoy should be the present continuous tense."

She quickly adjusted, what memory is just something that restricts freedom, there is a saying, life is precious, love is more expensive, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away!

"From the moment I woke up, I decided to live as a ghost." Tang Wulin propped his head on his hands and spoke solemnly.

"Do you have your own ideas? Child dolls." Surrounding Tang Wulin were spooky dolls of about the same size, exactly thirteen of them.

Each of them has the energy of a general ghost, which is similar to that of Miss Xue, and the hundred-eyed ghost is even more powerful.

And the ghost who screamed was also very powerful. They all had the power of mental imagery. Of course, the current Tang Wulin could do it too.

She will use her power cautiously. If she goes crazy, she doesn't know how much damage it will cause.

The thirteen dolls moved around the room with a pause like a clockwork machine, and the pattern of this black fairy tale flew out of the shadows.

Huge bandages wrap around the building, painted with unsettling abstractions, so abstract and distracting that they can be seen at a glance as detached from reality.

"Well, the huge [sin] in the south has disappeared? How did I perceive it so far away..."

"Stop!" Tang Wulin ended the farce, and Zhang Jieyi sent a message.

Is Xiao Lin asleep?I have insomnia today, woo woo...

Tang Wulin thought for a while and started typing: Then, do you want me to tell you about writing a story?

Zhang Jieyi: Ghost story, what did Xiao Lin experience?
Tang Wulin told several stories before she fell asleep peacefully, but she wasn't sleepy at all, and could only scroll through her phone when she was bored.

...

The man in black remained where he was, not knowing what he was thinking, and disappeared until the sun came out.

(End of this chapter)