Douluo's pupil God Douluo

Li Qing took Tang San and Xiao Wu's wrists and came to an open space.

"Mistress, take out the glass and wine!"

"okay!"

Li Qing poured wine into each cup and placed them in front of the three of them.

"Uh... is it going to bleed?" Tang San frowned slightly and touched the back of his head and said. Just because he was drunk, he vaguely remembered that it should be like this, but it didn't seem to be the case.

Indeed, in the martial arts arena in the previous life, sworn people had to prick their fingers, drop blood into a wine glass, and then drink it. But this is not necessary on Douluo Continent, as long as you swear with your own martial spirit.

"Just drip." After hearing this, Li Qing summoned the Broken Scythe and drew it on his index finger. Then he handed it to Tang San and Xiao Wu, who also crossed it on their index fingers.

"Ding dong~"

Blood dripped into the wine glass.

"Hey, how old are you now?" Li Qing asked.

"I'm over years old! I'm the oldest, I'm the boss!" Xiao Wu cheered.

"Are you teasing Lan Yincao here?" Tang San looked unbelieving. "You are the youngest here, don't talk about it. I am six years and ten months old now, Qingzi, what about you?"

"I'm six years and thirteen, I'm the oldest."

Xiao Wu seemed to be about to say something, but was preempted by Li Qing.

"Today, I am Li Qing."

"I'm Tang San."

……

Ok?

"Xiao Wu, you." Tang San shook the sleepy Xiao Wu.

"Oh...I, Xiao Wu!"

"I swear by my spirit (scythe) (blue silver grass) (soft... um rabbit) that I am willing to become brothers (sisters) of the opposite sex..."

As the words fell, the stars in the night sky were twinkling, and the crescent moon cast starlight on the three of them.

"Okay. Let's grab our glasses and drink!"

"Gudu, Gudu, Gudu..."

This wine glass... seems a bit big... Why haven't I finished drinking it yet?

After another large glass of wine, the three of them fell asleep on the ground.

……

In the early morning, the cemetery is quiet. When the first ray of sunshine penetrated the mist, Notting Cemetery ushered in another quiet morning, except...

Three people were lying on the ground soundly sleeping.

At this moment, Li Qing didn't know which "good Samaritan" tombstone he was hugging, and his saliva was flowing down along the lines on the stone tablet.

Li Qing's hands gradually separated from the stone tablet, and his body leaned back.

"Den!"

His body fell and his head hit the ground hard.

"Huh? Where am I?"

Li Qing's blurred eyes looked around, with a confused look on his face. Turning his head, he saw...

"The tomb of my late father Hao Daomei."

"Hey, I'll go!"

Li Qing had goosebumps all over his body and immediately jumped up from the ground. He kept saying something. Looking at the shape of his mouth, it seemed like...

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Li Qing kept backing up and backing away, hoping to get away from this "good friend" who had been "accompanying" him all night, until he bumped into something hard.

"Well, what's behind me?"

Li Qing looked back and saw another tombstone.

"The tomb of my late father Mei Wenhua!"

"Hey, shit!"

Li Qing bowed, clasped his hands together, and spoke plausibly.

"Brother, I'm sorry. I accidentally passed by Guibao Land and disturbed your Qing Dynasty. It was really an accident. I believe that you have done a lot of tricks. Don't argue with me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

After a while of manipulation, Li Qing looked around and found that he was in a cemetery!

Li Qing held his still somewhat confused head and recalled yesterday's experience.

"After coming out of the tavern, the mistress seemed to say go right, and I seemed to say...go left? Then...passed a "big arch"?"

What is "Grand Arch?"

Li Qing was confused. It seemed that he had led the way? As for the Big Arch..., it seems that I have left Notting City...

Li Qing was silent.

"Hey, where are the mistress and the others?"

Li Qing looked around and saw an open space in front of him. There was still a wine glass from last night's sworn ceremony on the open space, but he didn't see the two of them.

"Could it be that he was given by a ghost... It's impossible. With Tang San's appearance, even a ghost wouldn't be able to bite him. Xiao Wu is pink and tender, which is quite suitable for steaming... No!"

Li Qing pushed out the strange things in his mind and started looking for Xiao Wu and Tang San.

"Mistress~

Xiaowu~

Mistress~

Xiaowu~

Where are you~"

Two minutes later, Li Qing was completely awake. Xiao Wu and Tang San could not be found, so Li Qing sensed something was wrong.

He walked to the open space where he worshiped last night, trying to find some clues.

Li Qing bent down and picked up the wine glass, "Well, this cup is really quite big!"

Looking at the ground again, Li Qing discovered blood stains! His brows were furrowed.

"There are more blood stains around the wine glass, and then... where is it!" Li Qing looked in the direction of the blood stains, "There are two more blood stains that lead to the depths of the cemetery!"

Except for the large blood stain on the wine glass, the blood stains in other places were intermittent, seeming to drip from the wound to the ground drop by drop.

Li Qing walked forward in the direction of the bloodstain, moving deeper into the cemetery step by step. As for why it is said to be "deeper", it is because Li Qing feels that the place he is in now belongs to the depths.

The deep blue shines darkly in the early sunshine, and the quiet mountain forest is bathed in a subtle coldness.

The dense forest was outlined with a deep and shallow dark green. It was silent all around, not even the chirping of insects was heard. Only the wind that occasionally passed over the grass tips made tiny sounds in the forest. The sound was vague and absent. In contrast, the entire cemetery is a bit darker.

So quiet, no one passes by.

As I walked, the distance between the two drops of blood became longer and longer, and finally, they disappeared in front of a stone tablet!

Based on Li Qing’s many years of experience watching the anime Bleach Schoolboy and many detective novels.

there is only one truth!

There must be something wrong with this stone tablet!

Li Qing carefully touched the area near the stone tablet and observed it carefully.

At the bottom of the stele, there are obvious traces of movement and friction.

This is too simple, Li Qing complained.

Summoning the Broken Scythe, he began to slowly move the tombstone.

"Boom boom boom..."

As Li Qing moved the stone tablet, a dark hole appeared in front of Li Qing...