Douluo: Invincible from copying books

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

After Qian Daoliu left, the atmosphere between Cheng Mo and Jin Linger became weird.

Before today, there had never been any ambiguity between the two of them.

However, today's wedding, which was supposed to be a formality, seemed to have become a reality.

Jin Ling'er followed Cheng Mo to Wuhun Hall regardless of life and death.

Cheng Mo glanced at the room with only one large bed and suddenly felt a headache.

Jin Ling'er's heartbeat started to quicken as she looked at Cheng Mo who was so close.

She forced herself to pretend to be calm and said, "I'll tidy up the room first. We may have to live here for a long time in the future."

"We must check it carefully and we can't let them leave anything to monitor us."

Cheng Mo nodded when he heard the words, and the vast mental power enveloped the surroundings, searching the entire room thoroughly, and then said to Jin Ling'er.

"Sister Ling'er, there are no secret hands left in this room."

"That person brought us to this Wuhun City on a temporary basis."

"And with his status and cultivation, he shouldn't even bother to do such dirty tricks."

As soon as Cheng Mo finished speaking, Jin Ling'er raised her head and said seriously: "You can't call me Sister Ling'er anymore."

Cheng Mo didn't react and asked with some confusion: "Why?"

Jin Ling'er gritted her teeth, her pretty face flushed but she said firmly: "We are already married, you, you can't call me that again..."

Cheng Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel panicked when he saw Jin Ling'er's pretty face blushing with shame, but with a slightly expectant look in her eyes.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Cheng Mo finally couldn't bear to reject this woman who was willing to go through fire and water with him, and live and die together.

He sighed inwardly and said with some hesitation: "Ling'er?"

Jin Ling'er lowered her head with a blushing face and said softly: "I will always be your wife."

Although Jin Ling'er's words were soft, they were extremely firm.

Cheng Mo couldn't help it anymore and gently took the woman into his arms.

The two hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's heartbeats, and a warm feeling flowed in their hearts.

However, after a moment, Cheng Mo looked at Jin Ling'er's delicate profile in his arms, felt her soft body, and his blood seemed to start to heat up.

A sense of nervousness that he had never felt before came to his mind, making him panic.

After all, she is his legitimate wife, and she is also a girl with graceful figure and beautiful face. With the beauty in his arms at this moment, Cheng Mo couldn't help but feel a little distraught.

However, this place was the Pope's Palace after all, and under the eyes of the enemy, Cheng Mo quickly suppressed the heat in his heart and gradually sobered up.

He let go of Jin Ling'er in his arms, took her hand and said, "Sister Ling'er, now that I am in the Spirit Hall, my future prospects are unpredictable."

"The most important thing right now is to improve our strength and wait for the opportunity."

"Since the old guy allows us to visit the library of Wuhun Palace, then we are welcome. Maybe we can gain something."

Jin Ling'er nodded, but her expression was erratic and she obviously didn't listen.

Cheng Mo couldn't help but feel a fire rising in his heart when he saw Jin Ling'er looking like she was ready to take whatever he wanted.

He suppressed his rising desire, leaned down and gently bit Jin Ling'er's fair and delicate earlobe, and said, "Ling'er, don't tempt me like this again, otherwise I won't be able to hold it anymore."

"This is not the right place right now!"

When Jin Ling'er heard this, her fair and pretty face instantly turned red, and even her earlobes were dyed red.

She lowered her head, hurriedly ran to the side, and said in a pretentious manner: "I'm going to clean up the room!"

Cheng Mo looked at her exquisite figure. In such a special environment, the desire in his heart was stronger than ever.

He forcibly suppressed himself, took off his shoes, sat on the bed with his knees up, and his mind sank into the world of his own body.

A moment later, the martial soul book of life and death slowly appeared on his right hand, and the seven bloody soul rings revealed the extremely terrifying secret of death.

At this moment, the seventh bloody soul ring on the book of life and death rotated rapidly, and the rich blood light instantly enveloped Cheng Mo completely.

"The seventh soul skill, the arena of life and death."

In an instant, Cheng Mo could feel that he could use the power of time and space to pull people into his arena.

But all this depends on the personal wishes of the chosen people and their strength.

The stronger the person, the harder it is to be forcibly pulled in.

However, Cheng Mo soon discovered something very interesting.

"People who have read my novels actually have a causal connection with me."

"Their telekinesis is absorbed by my martial soul and can be converted into energy."

"Although these energies don't mean much to me now."

"But with these causal connections, I can easily pull them into my arena of life and death."

Cheng Mo's eyes slowly opened, and blood-colored light flowed in his pupils.

"Especially those who have practiced my skills, have a trace of their martial soul origins controlled by me."

"Not only can I separate the incarnations of consciousness and come to them at any time, but I can also directly and completely obliterate them through the origin of their martial souls."

"Learn my skills and you will control your life and death."

"When you read my novels, cause and effect are entangled with me."

This discovery instantly made Cheng Mo's pupils become extremely dark.

"It's time to start taking action. All living beings in Douluo Continent will become the materials for my advancement in the main world."

With a thought in Cheng Mo's mind, hundreds of soul masters from all over the mainland who had read his novels were forcibly pulled into the arena of life and death.

Each of them was in a separate small room, and a cold and majestic voice filled their hearts.

"Want to have great power?"

"Want to have immortal life?"

"Want to have powerful skills?"

"Want to own a precious treasure?"

"Want to resurrect your dead relatives?"

"In the arena of life and death, life is the bet, and the winner will get everything!"

"You have been chosen to become a death gladiator in the Arena of Death and Heaven."

"You can summon the arena of life and death anywhere and participate in the competition of life and death."

"Please choose your first life-and-death battle mode."

"Death Arena or Virtual Arena!"

As this cold and mechanical voice echoed, many soul masters were at a loss.

After a while, a soul master finally gritted his teeth and chose the competitive method.

Then people who chose the same mode were randomly matched together.

The Arena of Death and Death instantly evolved into many spaces, forming one small arena after another.

Let two of these soul masters share a stage and start a life-and-death competition.

Even if a soul master participates in the virtual arena and fails, he will only lose a small amount of soul power and will be able to cultivate back soon.

If a soul master participating in the death arena dies, his soul, body and martial spirit will be swallowed up instantly.

The victorious soul master will obtain part of the soul power and mental power of the deceased, as well as extremely precious reincarnation points.

It can be used to exchange for extremely precious skills and treasures in the arena of life and death.