Douluo's Night

If it weren't for my own body, why would I bother to act in a low voice?

There was peace in Ye Xi's heart. He was tired, so it didn't matter. In the past, he might have killed the opponent at all costs, no matter what method he used, but now his heart is tired.

Love is what it is.

The night followed the old man through the corridor.

Many students and teachers passed by on both sides. When they saw the old man, they all bowed respectfully to the old man. They chose to turn a blind eye to the night behind him.

It seems that I am in a college. . . Or in a sect, but Wuhun Palace is not a sect, so it can only be the former.

The old man walked quickly, and soon he led Ye Xie to a classroom. There were many boys and girls of the same age as Ye Xie gathered here. Some of them looked nervous, some looked confident, and so on.

The old man nodded to the night, and then came to the front of the man responsible for testing the martial arts. The latter bowed respectfully, the two said a few words, the man bowed again, and the old man left.

Ye Zi noticed the man's gaze and came to the end of the line.

What exactly is Wuhun? . . Ye Shi actually didn't care. Based on what he saw and heard, the collection of skills from the previous life could transform this body in a short period of time and practice the way of forgetting love in the previous life again.

It's just that the recoil of the Way of Forgetting Love is too fierce. Ye Xie left the Taoist brothers who fought together and walked around the world alone.

Fortunately, the parents of the owner of this body are both dead. Taishang Wangqing has a certain calamity and must kill the people closest to him.

When the night cultivation in the current life reaches this calamity, my Taoist friends and brothers have already exhausted their lifespan and passed away. This calamity will be broken by itself.

In this life, even if the martial spirit is a hoe, Ye Sha can still cultivate into the world's top titled Douluo.

His mind was clear at night, and his world now was gray. The laughter of boys and girls of the same age around him looked like a lifeless calligraphy and painting in his eyes.

He had seen too much, and had experienced too much life, separation, and death. Everything after his rebirth made him feel the disgust and fatigue of living another life.

"Get out of the way."

A rude voice sounded, and a fat hand put its hand on Ye Xie's shoulder, exerting slight pressure.

At this time of night, he was wearing shabby farm clothes, and he looked like he had just finished plowing the fields. His clothes were out of place here.

Every boy and girl here is well-dressed, and there are even young masters and ladies in luxurious and bright clothes. Only Ye Xi is the only one, who is dressed like a rag-picker.

He ignored the looks that seemed curious and disdainful, and turned slightly to make way.

"Hmph, count you acquainted."

The man behind him was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed. He had short fiery red hair. Although he was only six years old, he looked very strong.

Not far behind him stood a boy and a girl, discussing in a low voice. They both looked very good.

"...However, this Wuhun Palace is not a place where low-level people like you can come just as you please."

The red-haired boy sneered, and when he walked past Ye Sheng, he suddenly turned around and punched out, hitting Ye Sheng's chest.

Ye Shi blinked his dark eyes, and the time around him seemed to slow down. He looked at the punch. If he had received the punch forcefully with his small body, he would not have suffered any major injuries using his soul power to protect his body. At most, he would have felt a chest tightness. .

Ye Xi's behavior before was calm and introverted, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be angry.

When a tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by a dog, the night raises his dark eyes. Although he is a young man, he still needs to be taught a lesson.

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The red-haired boy was kicked out and hit the wall straight away, letting out a howl.

The night seemed to have done nothing, standing there and taking a breath. There was some tightness in his chest, which was caused by his lack of soul power.

For that straight punch that was full of flaws, Ye Zi simply kicked it on the opponent's shoulder, directly removing all the power of his punch. If he had more soul power, he could completely defeat the red-haired boy. His shoulder was dislocated.

The boys and girls were stunned, the boys and girls behind him were stunned, and the man in charge of the martial soul awakening ceremony was also stunned. He didn't expect that the red-haired boy was the one who kicked out.

"What's going on?" the man said angrily. The Wuhun Awakening Ceremony was currently being held. Whether it was him or the children who were distracted, this group of high-ranking disciples made an unexpected mistake. It was he who was punished by the superiors.

"Get out," he shouted into the night. Compared with the family behind the red-haired boy, this ragged boy was easier to bully. The man rolled his eyes and had already made his decision.

Ye Xi had naturally experienced this kind of scene a lot, so he said nothing at the moment and walked towards the classroom door. No one interceded for him.

"Teacher, it was Yan who made the first move just now." The young man who was standing behind Ye Hui said softly, "I think it is not his fault and there is no need to drive him away. What the teacher just did was indeed a sign of anger."

"I also saw it. It was Yan who made the first move, and he had to fight back." The girl standing next to the boy continued, pointing to the night.

"This..." The man's face was a little complicated. He glanced at the groaning red-haired boy Yan, and then looked at the boy and girl. Thinking of their life experiences, he couldn't help but shudder, and then squeezed He smiled and said, "Maybe I saw it wrong. You can go back."

He cast a sideways glance at Ye Xi and snorted, "You're lucky boy, you have those two interceding for you."

The young man pulled Yese back and smiled at Yese, "That kick you just performed was really wonderful. I want to learn from it too."

He looked into the dull eyes of the night and said with a wry smile: "Ah, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Xie Yue, and this is my sister, Hu Liena."

"Ye Se." Ye Se nodded to the two of them and introduced himself. Seeing that the two of them were full of energy and blood, and observing the attitude of the man just now, he estimated that the two of them were disciples of some big family, or from the Spirit Hall. Direct disciples and the like.

The little girl Hu Liena was beside Xie Yue, her eyes darting around in the night, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Ye Se, where are you from? How did you come to Wuhun Palace?" Xie Yue asked curiously. Tong Yan Wuji always felt that among all the boys and girls, this young man Ye Se gave him a different feeling.

In other words, he was very pleased with this young man.

It seemed that even though his clothes were in rags, his face was stained with soot, and he was filthy, he still looked like an outsider, overlooking all living beings.