Douluo: My spirit is the earth

The main hall of the Pope's Palace.

In the palace, a white-haired old man stood bowed and reported something to the queen sitting high above her from time to time.

Next to him, there is a pair of young men and women, both of whom have the same blue hair, one is a young man with a silver crown with purple gold floating clouds, and the other is a young girl with clouded temples.

On the face, a mask with a silver bat covered the upper part of the face, and the other covered the lower part of the face with a layer of black gauze.

"His Majesty the Pope, this healing has ended. All body organs that can be revived have been cured. However, some organs are seriously damaged and require the body to grow again. Only after the growth is complete can restorative healing be carried out."

"It's best not to engage in strenuous exercise during this period. Even if you do simple training, it's best to end it in a short time to avoid forming wrong body memories, which will delay future practice."

"But this time won't be too long. According to the speed at which his soul power increases, the organs in Soul Lord's body will be initially mature. At that time, he can be arranged to go to the Tiandou Empire for secondary treatment, and during the period, he can also cultivate with Lingling. Let’s have a relationship for a while, for future marriage…”

Originally, An Yichen listened carefully to the other party's report. After all, it was his own body, so he needed to pay attention to it. For the sake of future health, of course he had to remember it carefully.

But as he listened, there were a pair of questions in An Yicen's head. What cultivates feelings?What marriage?This seems to be right for him, right?

"and many more!"

With a soft drink, the Queen's eyes on the high seat were still so dull, but the two titled Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were standing behind her, looked over.

Ye Wuxin turned to look at him directly. Ye Lingling's expression did not change, but her eyes were a little wandering.

Although he was being stared at by two titled Douluo, it was difficult for him to open his mouth in this environment, but it was a life-long matter related to him, so why did he suddenly have a marriage?

An Yichen gritted his teeth and looked at Bibi Dong and asked, "Your Majesty the Pope, when did I have a marriage? Is this the price I pay for treatment? Can I replace it with something else in the future?..."

An Yichen said blatantly, the expressions of everyone present did not change, but he suddenly stopped.

Just because he watched Bibi Dong slowly raise her hands, a pair of slender hands that were very elegant when raised, but these hands almost killed him.

twice!

As An Yichen shut up, Bibi Dong slowly lowered his hand, and then glanced at Ye Wuxin.

The latter understood instantly and continued, "There is nothing else that needs attention. I just hope that I can disguise myself when I go to the Tiandou Empire..."

An Yichen raised his eyelids and looked at Bibi Dong. Was he threatened just now?

Was he threatened just now?

Being domestically abused at every turn, An Yichen felt like he had a toothache. He didn't have the strength to resist the other party, and couldn't even accept a slap from the other party.

With a flick of his blue eyes, An Yichen looked towards Ye Lingling. With the same blue eyes, the other party's eyes were lighter than his own and looked softer, but his temperament was a bit too cold. , If Wuhun hadn't been Jiuxin Haitang, he would have been a good assassin.

Suddenly, An Yichen's expression froze, and he heard Ye Wuxin say loudly next to him, "I beg the Pope to abolish the soul power and expel him from Wuhun City."

What is this for?

An Yichen's eyes suddenly tightened. What can't he think about? This old boy is already seventy years old, almost the same age as old Jack. If he loses his soul power at such an old age, he may not have a few years to live!

The golden soul power suddenly brightened. Under An Yichen's unbelievable eyes, the queen who was sitting high up raised her hand and pushed forward directly with a palm.

The body of Ye Lingling beside him trembled, and then the huge soul power directly bombarded Ye Wuxin, and the domineering power of a titled Douluo raged in his body.

Bang bang bang bang!

Exploding sounds were heard one after another, and soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black rose from Ye Wuxin's feet, and then shattered before they reached the waist, and finally the huge soul power dissipated. In the air.

The opponent's aura was like a deflated rubber ball, his entire face suddenly became shriveled and old, and his originally smooth and supple white hair also became dry.

He gritted his teeth tightly, veins popped out on his forehead, and his whole body was shaking continuously. It was obvious that it was extremely painful to have his soul power abolished like this, just like taking something out of the body without any anesthesia.

From then on, he was no longer a soul saint, but just a soul warrior. He could not even regain the soul ring, because his old body was no longer enough for him to complete the advancement.

An Yichen's pupils suddenly dilated. Soul Saint, how many years of cultivation was that? It took him two years to upgrade his soul power to the fourteenth level. Now the other party's more than a century of cultivation has directly dissipated.

Starting from the awakening of the martial arts spirit at the age of six, he began to practice, and now more than 60 years of hard work have been completely wiped out under Bibi Dong's palm.

Is this the reward for treating him?He found that the questions he was thinking were a little simpler.

"Come here, expel Ye Wuxin from Wuhun City!" Yueguan's feminine voice suddenly sounded.

Kaka!Kaka!

A pair of guards walked in from outside the door. After saluting the Pope and the two elders, they carried the elderly Ye Wuxin and watched Ye Lingling walk out of the palace.

An Yichen looked at the girl with an indifferent expression. Even in this situation, the girl didn't have much mood swings. There was no change in the girl from waking up to now.

Looking at the palace door that was re-closed, An Yichen's sanity gradually recovered. Seeing countless years of practice dissipate with his own eyes, only those who have practiced can know what kind of heartache it is.

Every time I finish my practice, I feel happy because I have gained a little bit of improvement. When I advance, I am even more happy because I have an extra soul ring, so I can't sleep at night. Every bit of practice brings countless beautiful memories.

Now in this cold palace, the cultivation of a top martial soul soul saint has been completely destroyed, and all the original good things have been crushed to pieces. What joy there was in the past has now turned into the source of pain, filling everything at once. This moment.

"Little guy, this time the old ghost and I followed the order of His Majesty the Pope to pick up Ye Wuxin from Tiandou City, but it took a lot of effort!" Yue Guan said in a sharp voice.

An Yichen bowed upward and said respectfully, "His Majesty Wan An, the Pope, thanks the two elders."

Yue Guan nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Not only His Majesty the Pope is optimistic about you, Ye Wuxin is also optimistic about you, risking the destruction of your family to save you, do you still feel anything wrong now?"

An Yichen's face became solemn and he said, "There is nothing wrong. It all depends on the arrangement of His Majesty the Pope and the elders. I will let the Jiuxin Haitang family join my Wuhun Palace in the future."

Yue Guan raised the corner of his eyes, glanced at Bibi Dong, and suddenly understood in his heart, he said directly, "Okay, from now on we will only practice soul power, and put other exercises aside for now. It's also good to read more books during this time." OK, step back."

"Yes." After An Yichen saluted again, he turned and left the main hall.