Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

Let the aging soul beasts, or those soul beasts that have lost their chance to survive in the forest due to injuries, find a new home.

After witnessing her fate, Qiu'er's worldview suddenly expanded.

In her opinion, at this stage, it is better to ease the conflict between the two major races than to block it.

Just as she was thinking about it, Tang Wutong's voice sounded again.

"Three-eyed Golden Lion, I have been summoned. I should go back."

Qiu'er suddenly froze in place.

"What's wrong? Look at my powerful muscles! Doesn't it look good?" Snow Wolf King Dabai was still showing off his agile body.

"Little Fox"

"What's wrong?" Ye Nanxiao turned his head and looked over. The flesh on his face was still held by Xue Di.

"Tang Wutong's soul is going back, right now!" Qiu'er said.

As soon as the words fell, a gray light suddenly appeared in Qiu'er's eyes.

All the defensive backup plans Ye Nanxiao left in her body were activated.

"Now?!"

Without having time to think too much, Ye Nanxiao instantly expanded his domain.

In the extreme cold disaster, repeatedly stack soul power.

Xiaoye No. 4 and Xiaoye No. 3 suddenly appeared on top of the two carriages.

"Relax, don't be afraid, I'm here for you."

Ye Nanxiao reached out and held Qiu'er's hand, his pupils were filled with gray light, and mysterious gray characters floated around him.

The Soul-Shaking Bell and the Soul-Calming Tower were suspended on the left and right sides of Ye Nanxiao respectively.

Qiu'er felt extremely at ease when seeing those eyes filled with dead silence and indifference.

Slowly close your eyes and immerse yourself in the spiritual world.

When he opened his eyes again, Tang Wutong's soul was floating in front of him, with an anxious look on her face.

Unlike the last time, this time, Tang Wutong's soul and lower body turned into empty smoke, proving that she was no longer bound by Qiu'er's soul.

"Three-eyed Golden Lion, my soul must have left some tricks behind. You must remember what I am going to say next! You must keep your mind focused! Do not lose yourself! Especially when you feel sleepy! You must not fall asleep!"

Before Qiu'er had time to wonder, Tang Wutong closed his eyes and his entire soul turned into a ball of light.

The ball of light continued to expand.

Qiu'er finally understood what Tang Wutong meant by what he had just said.

Her power of destiny and original power were being sucked away!

The method Tang Wutong mentioned was to take away her power!

The first thing to be targeted was the Golden Dragon Spear.

The Golden Dragon Spear was caught by several air currents and was constantly being compressed.

The golden dragon bloodline that Qiu'er conjured up was disappearing like sand.

The power of destiny is caught in a big net.

Qiu'er was suddenly panicked. This was going to "break her into pieces"!

"Keep your guard up!"

Ye Nanxiao hummed softly, and the Soul-Suppressing Tower separated into two forces, covering Qiu'er and him. The Soul-Shaking Bell also extended a ray of light, falling on Qiu'er.

In the soul world, an illusory bell shadow suddenly fell on Qiu'er's body.

"Soul Bell Protection!"

The power that was originally being differentiated suddenly stopped.

Ye Nanxiao held the Soul-Calming Tower above his head and used soul magic to transform it into chains that surrounded the power of destiny.

In terms of importance, the power of destiny is the foundation of Qiu'er's life.

The golden dragon bloodline was created by her using a trace of blood in her body as a blueprint. As long as Qiu'er is still alive, the golden dragon bloodline can be born again.

As for the Golden Dragon Spear, this thing did not originally belong to Qiu'er, but to the Golden Dragon King. Even if it was lost, it would not have much impact on Qiu'er's combat effectiveness.

So Ye Nanxiao chose to prioritize protecting Qiu'er's power of destiny.

"The mirage is full of color, and the soul is deceitful."

Ye Nanxiao made a hand seal, and layers of magic arrays appeared on the power of destiny, as bright as a mirror.

The runes are connected into sentences, surrounding the power of destiny.

Qiu'er put aside all distracting thoughts and focused on practicing to stabilize her spiritual mind.

Tang Wutong's soul will not stay there forever, nor will it stay because her father's subsequent plundering attempt failed.

As she gradually rose, the light became brighter and brighter, but also gradually became clearer.

She was really leaving.

In the outside world, a ball of light flew out from Qiu'er's forehead, and then a small space-time fragment suddenly formed, transforming into a miniature channel.

The ball of light entered the passage, and at the same time brought out two smaller balls of golden light from Qiu'er's body.

The golden ball of light left the body, and Qiu'er began to tremble all over. Her brows were furrowed, and she clenched her teeth. From time to time, she let out a muffled groan, and seemed to be in great pain.

The next moment, Ye Nanxiao suddenly opened his eyes and chanted a ballad that seemed to be born in ancient times.

One after another, rune symbols emerged from Ye Nanxiao's body, separated, and merged into Qiu'er's body.

In Ye Nanxiao's eyes, cracks appeared in Qiu'er's soul because she was missing some of the power of the golden dragon bloodline.

The Sea God's binding method was too deep, and Ye Nanxiao could only protect Qiu'er's power of destiny in a short period of time.

If he was not unwilling to be tough, if he attacked forcefully, it would only hurt Qiu'er's soul.

"It's so inconvenient to not have divine power!"

Ye Nanxiao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I'll have to make a new spear for the little ancestor later."

It seemed that because of the loss of part of the phantom bloodline and the golden dragon spear, a strand of hair on the left side of Qiu'er's forehead became dull and the original silver luster disappeared and turned into a speechless white.

Qiu'er gradually opened her eyes, the light in her eyes dimmed, she opened her mouth, but could not utter a word.

Ye Nanxiao bit his fingertip, squeezed out a drop of blood, and put it to Qiu'er's mouth.

A strong and strange fragrance came, making Qiu'er open her mouth wide and swallow that drop of essence and blood.

A warmth spread along the throat and spread to the surroundings.

"Wow, alive!"

Qiu'er felt that her body had regained vitality and the defects in her body were rapidly regenerating.

"You failed to keep the Golden Dragon Spear. I will make you a new one later." Ye Nanxiao rubbed his brows tiredly.

"Then it's settled. Actually, I still have the weapon given by the master. The most I can do is lose the bloodsucking function of my normal attacks. It's not a big problem." Qiu'er said to comfort Ye Nanxiao.

She knew how dangerous the snatching process just now was. Her soul was terrified during the process, as if she was about to be torn into pieces.

Fortunately, his soul and the power of destiny were protected.

As for the Golden Dragon Spear, she will ask Tang Wutong for it back later!

"But then again, that bastard Tang Wutong was really cruel! He took away nearly one-fifth of my bloodline in one go."

"She has my blood. Does Tang Wutong count as my daughter now?"

Qiu'er analyzed with a wise look on her face.

Ye Nanxiao blinked and pursed his lips.

He was confused by Qiu'er's sudden train of thought.

But when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was some truth in this statement.

Having Qiu'er's blood means we are connected by blood.

And it was taken from Qiu'er, which was equivalent to the child receiving a gift from his mother.

Um...Tang Wutong, you have been promoted to a higher generation!

Ye Nanxiao carefully examined Qiu'er's soul and confirmed that there were no methods left by the Sea God.

Qiu'er quietly digested Ye Nanxiao's drop of essence and blood. Under the nourishment of that huge life energy, her complexion gradually turned rosy, and two blushes gradually blossomed.

"Tang Wutong, she even told you her true identity. Do you hate her?" Ye Nanxiao withdrew his domain and leaned back in his chair.

Qiu'er shook her head slightly. Did she hate Tang Wutong?

She didn't have any feelings of hatred, nor did she have any sadness or loss.

It's like a guy who can't be said to be a good relationship, but also can't be said to be an enemy, has left, and at most my ears are finally quiet.

Tang Wutong had only been making noises in his ear for a few days.

As for the blood power and golden dragon spear that were taken away

"In the future, I will beat her so hard that she can't get down from the bed! And I will take back the Golden Dragon Spear with my own hands!" Qiu'er said lightly, and then she lay back on Ye Nanxiao's lap, closed her eyes, and instantly fell asleep.

"That depends on you. It doesn't matter whether you hate her or not." Ye Nanxiao gently brushed away the hair that was stuck on Qiu'er's face.

Perhaps her soul was affected, and Qiu'er was in a sleeping state throughout the rest of the journey.

Occasionally, he would talk in his sleep, such as "Little fox, will you and Sister Brigitte stay with me forever? Okay, Sister Brigitte is willing too."

This caused Ye Nanxiao to suffer a lot of punishment from Jiang Nannan by having his ears pulled.

But this time the fox was really wronged, and he didn't even have time to discuss it with Brigitte.

No, going to Brigitte is to discuss matters of the soul, not what the little rabbit thinks!

Although, Brigitte's plumpness made the fox's soul tremble.

Thousands of miles away, in Haotian Pot, Niu Tian’s secret room.

The temperature here is about ten degrees lower than outside. The secret room is made of unknown crystals and metal ores, and there is even an artificial lake here.

Huo Yuhao knelt beside the door of the secret room, his eyes full of anxiety.

Titan, who was standing aside, had a gloomy expression on his face, folded his arms, and stared at Huo Yuhao fiercely, giving off an aura that kept strangers away.

Niu Tian was squatting beside an artificial lake, the water of which was a light emerald green and full of vitality.

In the center of the lake, a crystal stone bed was suspended, and Wang Dong'er was lying on it.

Next to her hand was a white flower that was gradually withering.

Niu Tian squatted quietly by the lake, while Titan stood quietly.

Huo Yuhao knew that he was in the wrong and did not dare to say anything. He just knelt there, praying in his heart for a miracle to happen.

In his invisible perspective, huge streams of azure energy were constantly stirring the white flowers, and the power of the Acacia Heartbreak Grass was nourishing the body and spiritual sea of ​​the stomach king Dong'er.

Niu Tian did not say anything harsh to Huo Yuhao, not even more than five sentences. He was waiting.

Wang Dong'er's background meant that her treatment could only be carried out by her father.

Suddenly, a space crack appeared and gradually expanded to form a space channel.

A ball of light poked its head out from it, and then gradually transformed into a butterfly.

Behind the butterfly, there is a little golden dragon and a golden gun that looks like a toothpick.

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