[Douluo] Xue Ji Chuchen

The center of the earth.

Lan Chu sat cross-legged on the grass as usual, exercising his soul power.

A full half a year has passed since she was seriously injured and fell here.

A month ago, she broke through level 70.

The second layer of seals against the evil energy in Lan Chu's body fell to level 70. The rupture of her meridians reduced the impact of her evil fluctuations, so she passed this level safely, barely to a certain extent. A blessing in disguise.

But she couldn't get the soul ring.

She knew that even if there was a soul ring, she would not be able to absorb it. The meridians in her right arm were blocked, so absorbing the soul ring was simply a luxury.

Gradually, golden and silver beams of light circled and danced from behind Lan Chu. At the same time, the soul power surging in her body once again converged on her right arm.

Taking a deep breath, Lan Chujue let the soul power flow into his right arm.

The heart-gnawing pain of thousands of ants struck again.

Her chest felt as if a boulder had smashed her ribs, and suffocation and severe pain surged together, almost causing her to faint immediately.

Not far away, Shuangshuo was witnessing all this with a grass stalk in his mouth. He shook his head like he hated iron and said, "What kind of weirdo are you coming from? I have mountains, water, food and drink here. You can use this one up." My arms don’t affect my life.”

Lan Chu ignored Shuangshuo. She had long been accustomed to Shuangshuo's "perseverance" and "beating" every day for half a year. In short, she only did two things a day, practicing and recovering, and taking some time to get some food. of.

Lan Chu has always been good at making food. After being discovered by Shuangshuo, he asked Lan Chu to help him cook on the grounds of medicinal herb trading. Lan Chu considered that Dixin Pond was Shuangshuo's territory and he still needed his help. Plus I also wanted to eat, so I agreed.

Seeing Lan Chu's back soaked with sweat due to the huge pain, Shuangshuo shouted again, "Silly or not, your meridians have been disabled. If you weren't innately strong, you would have died a long time ago. Is it useful to force it through?" ?”

"I'm hungry, let's cook," Shuangshuo didn't forget to add.

But this time, Shuangshuo didn't shout any more. His voice suddenly dropped, and he murmured to himself, "But the moment I was able to force the passage, it was more than just Lingchi's pain. It's been half a year, how can you?" Not crazy yet.”

Shuangshuo disappeared quietly for a long time. It was so quiet that even Lan Chu thought he was sick, and when he was about to look around for "consolation", Shuangshuo appeared out of nowhere again.

"Forget it, I'm a good person and I'll do it to the end," Shuangshuo waved her hand, "Follow me."

Lan Chu followed him confused.

She had been in the Earth's Center Pond for a long time, and all her energy was spent on recovering her body, but she had never carefully studied the entirety of the Earth's Center Pond.

Shuangshuo miraculously led her through a small mountain col and came to a sparkling river. On the other side of the gurgling stream, there was a tree-shaped plant about 20 meters high. The crown of the tree opened like a giant umbrella and was dark green. The beam of light flows on it, and the trunk is translucent blood red.

"Do you still remember the new leaves of Longyin I gave you?" Shuangshuo pointed to the trunk, "This tree only loses one leaf every ten years."

"Then you are quite generous," Lan Chu looked in the direction, "So is it called the Longyin Tree?"

"Yes, if this old tree spirit wants to be cured, some dead people can be resurrected." Shuangshuo yawned greatly, "Look at your fate. If it is willing to treat you, then your injuries will definitely be cured." Okay, but let me remind you, if the treatment fails, you will really meet the King of Hell."

After half a year of getting along, Lan Chu had a rough understanding of Shuangshuo. Shuangshuo always looked carefree, but the words that came out of his mouth might be exaggerated, but they were definitely true.

"If I could see the King of Hell so easily, I would have died a long time ago." Lan Chu crossed the stream lightly and landed next to the Longyin tree.

Waving his intact left arm, Lan Chu struck the trunk of the Longyin tree with his palm, shaking out his soul power.

At that moment, the whole tree was wrapped in the gleaming green, and then, dozens of bowl-shaped vine-like soft brown branches suddenly sprouted from the crown of the tree, surrounding Lan Chu standing under the tree.

The rapidly growing branches quickly formed a cocoon, and Lan Chu's figure disappeared completely. But at the same time, the six soul rings on her body were completely uncontrollable, and they were all released. Under the Longyin tree, The branches slowly floated and flickered in the air, seemingly leaving Lan Chu's body.

Shuangshuo, who witnessed everything, was not surprised at all. He shrugged leisurely and said to himself, "Well, I should have known that this old tree spirit would help you. Now it's up to you. Don't sleep. It will be over if you sleep." .”

Shuangshuo, who had been a spectator from beginning to end, waited by the stream for a while. He was about to get up and go back to catch up on his sleep, but was suddenly stopped by the vibration of the ground.

Looking back, at the foot of the green Longyin tree, a soul ring as red as blood was slowly rising.

It is a 10-year-old soul ring.

"What the hell? How can you have such a treasure on you," Shuangshuo exclaimed, immediately noticing a small milky white bead next to the cocoon-like thing, "My dear, there is one of my fellow countrymen sleeping here, no wonder .”

That was given to Lan Chu by Xueluo, and it could condense the soul rings of dead soul beasts within a certain range.

The energy of the Longyin Tree was strange and huge. The small bead originally left in the soul guide just ran out and successfully gathered the ring.

This soul ring comes from a 3-year-old soul beast that has been dead for more than 10 years—Yu Jiao.

But Lan Chu didn't know what was happening outside.

At this moment, Lan Chu, who was completely wrapped, could only see endless bloody red light. She calmed down a little and was trying to take a good look at the environment she was in, when the swelling and tearing sensations burst out in her body at the same time.

She subconsciously covered her arm, but she didn't feel a trace of the stickiness of blood.

But the painful feeling was so strong, every inch of skin seemed to be swelling and breaking.

There were cracks in her consciousness, and the six soul rings surrounding the tree trunk suddenly became as touchable as glass.

Bang.

There was a crunch in the air.

Lan Chu's first soul ring was shattered.

The next moment, her third soul ring also shattered.

Although Lan Chu could not see the outside world, she could feel the condition of the soul ring and immediately spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The moment the blood spread in the small space, Lan Chu's consciousness left her for a moment.

It felt like being thrown into the hot magma, and like being pushed into the cold deep sea by a giant hand.

Repeated ups and downs, hellish pain.

Gradually, her consciousness gradually became blurred.

Lan Chu knew that he must not sleep. Once he fell asleep, he would die.

But she couldn't hold it anymore.

There was a white light in front of his eyes, and Lan Chu felt that the helpless and hysterical feeling he had in his childhood after more than ten years came back again.

At that time, she had just left the forest. She didn't know who she was or where she was going. She only knew what she should do when she was hungry. In order to get food, she was threatened with a sharp knife and killed by a giant dog. Being chased and being punched and kicked was commonplace.

At that time, she didn't know where she had the strength to struggle. In short, she survived. Now that she thinks about it, the source of her strength came from her parents. In their desperate escape, the tenacity and tenacity were engraved in her bones.

He felt a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat again, and Lan Chu's consciousness drifted away from his childhood.

The dark yellow figure who was always gray-faced, the woman in purple, then the old man in gray who pulled her out of the mud, and the silver-haired boy who had already engraved a mark on her heart, one figure after another floated by, Lan Chu wanted to catch her, but failed I find myself becoming more and more powerless.

so tired.

Go to sleep.

No.

She has been walking for so long, met so many people, and will never let go.

Trying his best to open his eyes, Lan Chu clenched his fists bit by bit.

She didn't know when the pain would end, and even if she couldn't see the end, she would persevere until that moment.

……

Six months later, in the early morning, Shuangshuo came to the Longyin tree as usual.

He would come around every day to see that weirdo who didn't know how to live or die. In the first month, he could still hear the patient groaning, but later, he couldn't hear anything at all.

"When will you come out?" Shuangshuo murmured to himself, looking at the cocoon that had not been moved for several months, "I will tell you whether he will live or die."

As if to answer him, the Longyin tree, which had been calm for a long time, suddenly glowed brightly, and the crisp collision of glass appeared again.

In Shuangshuo's shocked eyes, the dark green oval ball cracked, and then exploded completely.

A dark blue figure emerged from the cocoon, with seven soul rings flowing beside him.

At this point, after a year of suffering, Lan Chu finally fully recovered and obtained his seventh soul ring.

Her first soul ring was a dark and thick purple, while her third soul ring was pure black like splashing ink. Not only that, her first six soul rings had all reached the age limit, and the seventh soul ring had reached the age limit. Soul rings are something that almost all soul masters would never dare to think about in their lifetime, red.

At this moment, Lan Chu's soul power concentration level had already exceeded the level of Contra.

"Hey, it's really alive," Shuangshuo muttered, still immersed in the fact that her words could have such a big effect, and Lan Chu fell in front of him.

Shuangshuo was about to speak, but was stunned when the light around Lan Chu's body shrank. She quickly pulled off her coat and threw it to Lan Chu.

Only then did Lan Chu realize that the momentum generated by the explosion had blown his clothes to pieces, and he could only barely hang them on his body.

After immediately tidying up his clothes and putting on his coat, Lan Chu said, "I've recovered, thank you."

"You're welcome," Shuangshuo chuckled, "What level are you at?"

"Level 74."

"But I still can't get out," Shuangshuo sighed exaggeratedly, "Eat, eat, I'm hungry."

"I know I can't get out," Lan Chu said calmly, turned around and walked towards the col, "but I know a little more now, Contra may be able to do it."

Night falls.

After dinner, Lan Chu found a small hill, lay down and looked at the sky.

After coming to the Earth's Center Pond, she had been forcing herself to forget those people and things for a year.

She didn't know if she could go back, and she was eager to go back, so she chose to escape.

All the longings that had been deliberately buried had reached their peak, and finally poured out on the day when I saw the dawn of my return.

Silent tears fell down, letting emotions overflow like a tide.

"How are you?"

"sorry."

……

……

On the day when Lan Chu officially obtained his seventh soul ring and fully recovered, Xueluo and Yiluo left the Core Source Valley holding a small floral cloth package, and sent the little guy who came to this world in a daze to Wuhun City.

Xueluo and Yiluo were quite unreliable. They left their children and ran away, leaving behind a few young people in their early twenties with no experience and an infant baby, staring at each other with big eyes.

At this moment, in the residential area of ​​Wuhun City, in Xie Yue's exclusive attic, the golden generation was looking at each other around the crying child.

Yan originally went to find Ghost Douluo, but there seemed to be something big going on in Wuhun City recently, and the elders had been very busy. He waited for a long time without seeing Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo, so he had to ask a personal guard to send a message and come back first. .

The little baby Lan Mo, who had just been thrown into a new environment by Xue Luo, was not afraid of strangers. He looked around at people before going to sleep, but he woke up after only sleeping for an hour. Then, he started crying, no matter who could coax him. It's no use.

There was no reliable person in the whole room, so the golden generation made eye contact for a minute and concluded that they were probably hungry.

Hu Liena patted Lan Mo and said thoughtfully, "You are hungry, what should you feed Mo Mo?"

Although he was still a little baby, it was not difficult to tell that Lan Mo was very strong and his cries were quite powerful. He stopped crying a few times, looked at the three adults, became energetic, and then continued to cry.

In short, it gives people the illusion that...everything can be eaten.

Xie Yue rummaged through the cabinets and found a bag of milk powder. She gestured blankly at the cup for a long time, not knowing how much she should make.

"Brother," Hu Liena saw Xie Yue clumsily scooping milk powder into the cup with a spoon, and she had an idea and grasped the crux of the problem, "How can I drink without a bottle?"

Xie Yue was stunned, looked at the cup in her hand seriously, and said hesitantly, "Drink little by little, okay."

"Probably," Yan nodded, "You can also feed her with a spoon and drink soup."

Infant Lan Mo: I might choke to death.

Among the three people in the room, Yue Heifeng could scare people to the point of trembling when he was on a mission. He could be said to be ruthless and ruthless, but now, they were all confused.

After a second of silence, Hu Liena touched her chin guiltily and said, "I think you can eat rice cereal. Feed it slowly with a spoon."

"There are no teeth," Yan agreed, "Rice cereal is fine."

"Can I drink the stew? The restaurant must have it."

"Rice soup will definitely do."

"Eat the fruit too, and use a spoon to make puree."

"You can chop the meat into puree."

"Add more vegetables."

The recipes have become unusually rich, heading in an even weirder direction and never looking back.

Just as Yan walked into the room carrying a dinner plate, Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo finally rushed over after hearing the news.

Infant Lan Mo: I am saved.

As soon as he entered the door, the furious Ju Douluo saw the mess on the table, and immediately took the crying Lan Mo into his hands, wondering whether to laugh or cry, "What are you doing?"

"Feed," Xie Yue waved her smallest spoon.

"Xie Yue," Ju Douluo patted his shoulder earnestly, "Xiao Chu will hunt you down when he comes back."

"You're stupid," Ghost Douluo first glanced at Ju Douluo and looked at Xiao Lanmo before saying helplessly, "You are also soul saints after all. Don't you check the bone age before feeding?"

Looking at the three blank faces, Ju Douluo silently carried Lan Mo to the bed and preached seriously, "Milk powder! You can only drink milk powder, and you can't eat anything else in another month or two."

Xie Yue nodded stupidly, and another shout came from outside the door.

"Where! Where!"

It was Linhe's voice.

Linhe was studying medicinal herbs outside the city before, and He Yan spent a lot of effort to find him. After receiving the news, Linhe turned around and ran almost hitting a tree. He was in a hurry all the way and finally rushed back.

As soon as he entered the door, he rushed to Ju Douluo's side.

On the way, He Yan had already told him the specific situation. Linhe had been melancholy and silent since Lan Chu's disappearance. At this time, he finally showed his long-lost smile.

As Lan Mo cried, he discovered that there were three more new faces. He had never seen such a battle since he grew up in the forest, and he forgot about his empty stomach.

Looking at Lan Mo and then at Xie Yue, Linhe took a long time to utter a sentence, "You boy, you are so capable."

Xie Yue nodded naively, feeling like she wanted to say something but not knowing what to say, so she quickly lay down next to Lan Mo.

Linhe was squeezing Lan Mo's little hand kindly, when he accidentally turned around and saw the half-cup of milk powder and the remains of various small bowls on the small table not far away, and almost fainted.

Lan Mo's nurturing environment is based on the core source valley of the Star Forest, and with the support of two god-level figures, he absorbs growth energy, and his physique is unusual.

According to the age of an ordinary baby, he is now about four months old, but in terms of appearance, he looks more like a child of seven or eight months or even older.

Ghost Douluo, Ju Douluo and Linhe, the lowest is also Contra. The first reaction of the three old people when they see Lan Mo is to look at the bone age, while the "hairy" golden generation only looks at appearance.

So Linhe quickly grabbed Xie Yue and said, "What did you feed him?"

"No, no," Xie Yue waved her hand quickly, "Just milk powder, but no milk bottle."

"Yes, yes, yes, stuff, stuff, stuff for children," Linhe hurriedly walked around twice, and walked out the door three minutes before he entered, "I'm going to go."

Ju Douluo watched Linhe disappear at the door, and like a magic trick, he took out a small shiny toy from behind, then moved closer to Lan Mo and said, "This old man will have nothing to do with us when he goes out, just wait. Everything will be available later.”

Poking Lan Mo's little face, Ghost Douluo asked casually, "What's your name? Have you woken up?"

"Lan Mo."

Ju Douluo's hand holding the toy suddenly paused.

Taking a deep look at Xie Yue, an invisible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say much. He just held Lan Mo's fleshy little fist and said, "Don't worry, wait until Mo Mo is full." Now, I’ll take you to meet someone.”

Lan Mo happily hugged Ju Douluo's golden gloves. In his eyes, the shiny things were the most beautiful.

"Your Majesty?" Xie Yue asked doubtfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty knows, and wants to see Momo," Ju Douluo said, "She has a meeting to hold, in the evening, and we will wait for notification."

……

As the sun sets over the western mountains, the rays of light cast a layer of purple-red gauze over the buildings of Wuhun City.

In the room, Xie Yuezai carefully put on the little hat of Lan Mo, who had just woken up after eating and drinking, and walked towards the Pope's Palace holding the little guy who had slept for almost two hours.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, Xie Yue happened to see Saras, then the master of the Tiandou City Spirit Temple, and the master of the Xingluo City Spirit Temple, riding their horses and whipping towards the city gate.

He couldn't help but look up at the sky.

She whom I hadn't seen for a long time, her voice, appearance, and smile seemed to be floating in the clouds.

After coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but speak to Lan Mo.

"Momo, do you know where mom is?"

"Something big is going to happen. She loves to join in the fun so much. How come she's absent?"

"I'm really angry. I haven't said a word for so long. I have to worry about her when I come back."

"Momo, when do you think mother will come back?"

Perhaps it was due to the closeness of blood, but after getting along for less than a day, Lan Mo instinctively fell in love with Xie Yue, and would smile from time to time.

Lan Mo couldn't understand Xie Yue's words, but the little guy still happily lay in Xie Yue's arms and listened to her words, his clear and clean eyes rolling around.

He only knew that the sky in Wuhun City was beautiful, the sound of the little building blocks in his hand was pleasant, and he seemed to be hungry again, and wanted to drink milk...