The Secret Story of the Flower God of Douluo Continent

"You should be able to feel that I have the strength to kill you. Because of what happened at noon, I also have a good reason." Chen Han's words made Manager Li feel relieved again.

However, Chen Han changed the topic. "But I didn't kill you because I didn't want to quarrel with others over such a trivial matter. Turning conflicts into friendship is what I hope for. I wonder if Director Li is willing?"

Manager Li was eager to do so, and nodded quickly, saying: "Of course, of course. But I think your visit this time should be more than that."

Chen Han smiled indifferently, and then said: "I won't kill you, you owe this life. In the future, whether Lietian or Guizong are in trouble with the children of the Seven Holy Souls, you have to stay away."

Only then did Manager Li understand Chen Han's intention, which was equivalent to forcing himself to owe a favor. If he doesn't do this in the future, once Chen Han tells this matter, he will not be able to survive in the soul master world.

Manager Li lit a lamp and illuminated the room again. He was about to bargain with Chen Han, but he couldn't help but was stunned. Chen Han's figure had long since disappeared, and only the curtains were blown by the wind.

Chen Han didn't give Manager Li a chance to discuss it. Manager Li also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, not having to worry about his life was better than anything else. It's a blessing to save a life.

The noise of the wind was really annoying. Manager Li walked to the bed and closed the window, then collapsed on the bed. He was too tired and didn't want to think about anything but a good night's sleep. This terrible thing, Manager Li prayed in his heart that it was just a dream.

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In a hotel next to the Star Dou Spirit Arena, the Seven Saint Soul Team lives.

Yue Guan only felt that he had a splitting headache. In a daze, he had dreams one after another.

He dreamed that three young men, two men and one woman, were being attacked by a group of people. Among the people who besieged them, there was actually one person with nine soul rings coiled around his body. That's... Titled Douluo!

But his eyes were dull, looking at his chest in disbelief. It turned out that the sword in the hand of one of the young men penetrated his chest. Yue Guan looked as hard as he could, and saw two words "Silent Abyss" engraved on the blue-brilliant sword blade at the junction of the sword spine and the sword grid.

The young man was surrounded by seven soul rings as dark as ink, all of which turned out to be ten thousand year soul rings. Even though his body was scarred and his facial expression was somewhat ferocious, Yue Guan still recognized him. Yue Guan only felt his brain buzzing. Is this person Chen Han? Are the other two people his parents?

Yue Guan hurried towards the other two people, only to find that their faces were blurry. The more Yue Guan wants to see clearly, the more blurry he becomes. Yue Guan felt that he was slowly leaving the dreamland. He had regained his senses, and the dull feeling had returned to his chest. He wanted to raise his right hand to grab something, but his originally flexible hand felt extremely heavy.

The vision in front of him was once again shrouded in darkness, and Yueguan felt the comfort of fresh air pouring into his nasal cavity. Subconsciously raising his right hand, he heard a slight "Hmm!"

Yue Guan's body froze, and he quickly used his left hand to light the bedside table lamp based on the location in his memory. With the faint orange light, Yueguan finally saw his situation clearly.

Zhang Xitong was resting her whole body on his right hand, her head resting on Yue Guan's chest, and she had fallen asleep. The skirt of Yue Guan's chest was wet and seemed to be full of tears. Yue Guan sighed secretly and thought to herself: Is she always taking care of me...

At this time, he finally understood the reason why his chest felt tight and unable to lift his right hand in the dream. Shaking his head helplessly, Yue Guan carefully took out his right hand, got out of bed without disturbing Zhang Xitong as much as possible, carried her to the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Yue Guan walked to the sofa beside him and sat cross-legged. That dream was too bizarre. There was no such scene in his memory, but it was extremely real at the time.

Yue Guan shook his head and tried not to think about that dream. Yue Guan looked inside and was surprised to find that his injuries had completely recovered, but his mental power, soul power, and broken martial soul had not yet recovered.

It stands to reason that he was forced to draw blood from his chest, and was beaten to pieces by Supervisor Li using his soul skills, which caused him to suffer from a secret force. Such an injury cannot be recovered within a month. But he had basically recovered in less than a day. A wave of dizziness struck, stopping Yue Guan from thinking any further. Yes, although the injury has recovered, the consumption is real.

Yue Guan simply stopped thinking about it and began to enter a meditative state. No matter what, regaining strength is the most important thing. As for these difficult problems, let the teacher explain them.

The next day's sunshine fell, and Yue Guan also opened his eyes. After a night of practice, the pain all over my body has reduced a lot. However, although the mental power and soul power have been restored to some extent, the martial soul is not so easy to recover.

There was a knock on the door, and Dai Yueyang's voice came from outside the door: "Xitong, is Yueguan awake? I brought him breakfast. If he wakes up, let him eat less."

Yue Guan opened the door, and Dai Yueyang almost jumped up in shock. Some people were stunned and said: "You... aren't you seriously injured?"

Yue Guan shrugged and said, "I don't know either. When I woke up last night, my injuries were basically recovered. After meditating for a night, everything except my martial soul has basically recovered."

Dai Yueyang patted him on the shoulder: "You're a miracle boy. Anyway, I brought you food, so you can eat it here."

Yueguan looked back at Zhang Xitong, who was still awake, shook his head and said, "Forget it, leave it to her. I have nothing to do, so let's go downstairs and join everyone."