Douluo: I mess around in Tangmen

"What did you say you were going to make?" Mr. Luo yawned, got up from the pile of soul guidance parts, took off the calibration mirror on his face, and looked at Ye Nanxiao who was rubbing his hands.

"I want to build a reverse-driving particle shunt and isolation device that cuts off the molecular flow layer structure." Ye Nanxiao tilted his head slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

"That's right, it sounds like such an advanced soul tool does require a high-level laboratory." Mr. Luo frowned and said seriously.

"So what the hell is that thing of yours? Is your name so long?"

Ye Nanxiao laughed twice, stretched out a finger with his right hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is a professional name. Naming is very technical. As the saying goes, one inch long, one inch strong!"

Mr. Luo nodded as if he understood, folded his arms and thought, raised his head after a while, and asked in a low voice, "This thing of yours won't explode, right?"

Ye Nanxiao's theory of absolute bomb firepower is still widely circulated in Juxing Hall. Although firepower is indeed the truth for attacking soul guides, it always feels weird to say this from Ye Nanxiao's mouth.

Ye Nanxiao's eyes widened, "How can there be explosives in the isolation device? Mr. Luo, you are overthinking."

Looking at the swearing Ye Nanxiao, Mr. Luo said nothing and stared at Ye Nanxiao quietly, his eyes full of disbelief.

Ye Nanxiao stretched out four fingers on his left hand and said, "Believe me, how could I load a bomb on a soul guidance device other than soul guidance cannonballs?"

"Then tell me about that Star Wars lightsaber you made last time. Why did it explode? Isn't that a sword?" Luo Lao said quietly.

Ye Huhu, who couldn't figure out how to explain why the Star Wars lightsaber he made exploded, silently signed a series of guarantee treaties with Mr. Luo.

After receiving Ye Nanxiao's guarantee agreement, Mr. Luo was willing to leave with peace of mind and leave the laboratory to Ye Nanxiao.

Ten silent beads rise to form an isolation barrier.

Ye Nanxiao pinched the wrist of his right hand and took out a light blue mechanism box with a marble texture from the storage ring.

Swinging the box in order, he took out a piece of gray metal that exuded a faint fluorescent light.

"Xue'er, we can start." After speaking to Snow Emperor in the sea of ​​​​spirits, Ye Nanxiao held up Kunwu Silver in both hands, and the soul power was running in his hands.

Kunwuyin was pulled and slowly rose into the air, and layers of gray debris fell off.

After removing the metal on the surface of Kunwu Silver, Ye Nanxiao summoned Xiaoye No. [-] and handed Kunwu Silver to Xiaoye No. [-].

The right hand and the sword finger scratched the palm of the left hand, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared.

The soul power slowly surrounded Kunwuyin with blood, turning into a blood ball.

The blood cells rotate slowly, constantly squeezing inward.

Behind Ye Nanxiao, a light and shadow appeared, it was the appearance of the Snow Emperor.

Light and shadow floated behind Ye Nanxiao. He stretched out his arms and gently hugged Ye Nanxiao's waist, pressing his face against Ye Nanxiao's back. Faint light spots fluttered in the laboratory, completely covering up Ye Nanxiao's rich blood energy fluctuations.

There was red light flashing in Ye Nanxiao's eyes, and he concentrated his mental power to control the blood cells to forge Kunwu Silver.

Cut and separate Kunwu Silver into three metal groups, squeeze it into a disc, and the blood crawls on the disc like a spiritual snake, carving out lines to form the core array.

"How many kidneys do you need to eat to make up for it?" Xiaoye No. [-] couldn't help but ask as he looked at the large amount of blood floating in the air.

Ye Nanxiao glanced at Xiaoye No. [-]. He was very confused, why did his clone act like a fool?

Can blood loss be replenished by eating kidneys?No, does he need to make up for it?

The forging soon came to an end, and the three discs slowly came together. The excess blood poured into the middle of the discs and condensed into a ruby.

Ye Nanxiao breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to pull the bloody compass down.

Xiao Ye No. [-] came up, took the blood-colored disk, reached out and poked the ruby ​​​​in the middle of the disk, "What are you going to name this time?"

Ye Nanxiao was stunned for a moment, then held his chin and stared at the disc in Xiao Ye No. [-]'s hand, and said, "Look at this disc, it's big and round, why not just call it a disc."

Xiaoye No. [-] tilted his head, a smile appeared on his face, and several question marks appeared on his head. After a while, he said, "Listen to your words, as if you heard your words, you are worthy of your true identity."

Facts have proved that Ye Nanxiao's naming skills are not even as good as that blond haired hedgehog who dodges the rasengan in his hand, but the names of his moves are still impressive.

After releasing the clone, Ye Nanxiao stroked the lines on the blood-red disk and said to himself, "Everything is ready, I only owe Yuhao."

Withdrawing the Silence Bead, Ye Nanxiao stretched, rubbed his waist, and pushed open the door to the laboratory.

Looking at the group of soul masters who were arming themselves and preparing to go to dinner, Ye Nanxiao rubbed his belly and planned to rest for a while before going to cook. Today's consumption was too high and he could not actively cook on time.

Walking back to his soul guidance experimental table, Ye Nanxiao lay on the table, feeling tired all over his body, which was one of the sequelae of blood forging.

After a while.

"Nanxiao." A call made Ye Nanxiao, who was lying like a salted fish, open his eyes.

A beauty appeared in front of her. Her white skirt wrapped her delicate body and outlined her exquisite curves.

Raising her bare hands, her white fingers gently picked up the smooth black hair beside her ears, and tucked them behind her ears, revealing her small and delicate ears. She wore light makeup on her face for a long time, her soft and rosy red lips were lightly opened, and her eyes seemed to be like There is a faint twinkle of starlight.

Ye Nanxiao slowly climbed up from the table, blinking and looking at it for a long time.

"Are you free today? Why don't we go for a walk? There is a fireworks show in Xingluo City tonight." Xu Jiujiu sat down next to Ye Nanxiao and looked at Ye Nanxiao with expectation in his eyes.

"How can fireworks be as beautiful as explosions?" Ye Nanxiao muttered in his heart.

A real man should eat French fries with his back to the explosion!

Just when Ye Nanxiao turned his head and wanted to answer for a long time, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of Liang Wei and Shi Wei, both of whom looked serious and held a soul guidance recorder in their hands. Shi Wei stretched out a hand and clicked on the recorder. Come and go.

It seemed that the two of them were seriously discussing the contents of the recorder, but the glances they glanced at Ye Nanxiao from time to time betrayed the two of them, and they didn't even notice the soul guide recorder in their hands.

Feeling the fatigue in his body, Ye Nanxiao decided to give himself a day off today and nodded in agreement.

Seeing Ye Nanxiao nodding in agreement, a beautiful smile bloomed on Xu Jiujiu's face.

Just when the two of them walked out of Juxing Hall and passed by Xingluo Square and stopped at a small sugar painting stall, Ye Nanxiao felt a faint murderous intention enveloped him.

Looking around, a girl wearing a mask and white outfit caught Ye Nanxiao's attention.

Ye Nanxiao looked at the other party's undisguised gaze with some doubts in his heart. The girl in white outfit gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen those eyes before somewhere.

The girl glanced at Ye Nanxiao and turned to leave.

"Nanxiao, come on, ah~" Xu Jiujiu came to Ye Nanxiao's side, holding up a candy painting with a silly bear pattern in his hand, his eyes full of smiles, his little mouth slightly open, making a cute sound.

Ye Nanxiao reached out to take the candy bear painting, but found that Jiujiujiu was holding it hard.

Seeing Ye Nanxiao's movements, Xu Jiujiu pouted his little mouth slightly, and used his hands to bring the candy painting to Ye Nanxiao's mouth.

In order to prevent Tang Hua from scratching his face, Ye Nanxiao opened his mouth wide and bit down the Tang Hua, which was about the size of his fist.

Seeing Ye Nanxiao eating the candy paintings, his eyes turned into crescent moons for a long time.

"Nanxiao, let's go. There are many delicious food ahead." Xu Jiujiu said with excitement.

After turning his head for a long time and thinking about where to go next for snacks, several calls made Ye Nanxiao stop.

Looking back, the vendor who was selling sugar paintings came to Ye Nanxiao with three little fox-like sugar paintings in his hand, and said with a smile, "Sir, a beautiful lady has invited you to have three sugar paintings."

Ye Nanxiao frowned slightly, took the sugar painting from the vendor's hand, and his spiritual power quietly spread out, wandering around.

I took a closer look at the sugar painting in my hand and confirmed that it was just an ordinary sugar painting.

"Brother, I wonder what the beautiful girl you mentioned looks like?" Ye Nanxiao asked with a smile.

The vendor scratched his head, closed his eyes and recalled, "It was given by a girl in white clothes and a mask. She also said that the young master must accept the sugar painting, and asked me to paint the sugar painting carefully, and let the young master take good care of it." Enjoy it."

Ye Nanxiao glanced around, nodded to the vendor, and followed quickly for a long time holding three sugar paintings.

Looking at the sugar painting in his hand, a faint purple light surged in Ye Nanxiao's eyes, and everything in front of him became detailed and clear.

He found that there was a very small line of text on the ear of one of the sugar-painted foxes. The text still had subtle fluctuations in soul power. It was impossible to detect this small line of text with ordinary eyesight.

"Quickly leave Xingluo." Ye Nanxiao read out the small words on the sugar painting in his heart, his eyes shining with warning.

His mental power was highly active, and he scanned his surroundings, and there was nothing abnormal about the information fed back.

Grinding the sugar painting in his hand into pieces with his soul power, Ye Nanxiao followed Xu Jiujiu as if nothing happened. However, there was a faint frost between his left hands, and a rich purple meaning danced in his pupils.

In a quiet alley, a girl dressed in white quietly landed and looked around cautiously.

She reached out and took off her mask, revealing a very beautiful face. The girl's brows were full of heroism.

This girl is Feng Shiyi.

"I hope you can escape." Feng Shixi whispered.

Feng Shiyi thought for a long time. She had never felt the cold and evil aura in Ye Nanxiao like Fengling and others. She didn't understand why Fengling thought that Ye Nanxiao was the so-called Holy Son.

Perhaps because he was attracted by Ye Nanxiao's smile, or perhaps because he beat him with his own hands, Feng Shiyi felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Even though he had used his soul skills on Ye Nanxiao before to try to seduce the desires in his heart, his eyes were still clear and free of evil thoughts.

Such a stunning person, with a temperament that is like an immortal, cannot be an evil soul master. This is the conclusion Feng Shiyi came to after rolling over in bed for several nights.

By setting a trap, Feng Shiyi secretly sent a warning to Ye Nanxiao. She hoped that Ye Nanxiao could see the warning she left and stay away from Xing Luo quickly. All she could do was risk being discovered. Secretly sent a warning to Ye Nanxiao.

Thinking of the so-called holy religion, Feng Shiyi couldn't help clenching his fists, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

After a moment, Feng Shiyi put on the mask again, her eyes returned to coldness without any emotion, and her figure disappeared from the spot.