Douluo + sword three pilgrims

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Contest was initiated and hosted by the imperial families of Tiandou and Xingluo, and co-organized by Wuhundian. It is the largest Wuhun competition in the spirit master world. Elite tryouts.

Tianhuang Street is the most prosperous area in Tiandou City, where every inch of gold is truly worth every inch of land.

Tang San followed Ning Fengzhi, wondering: "Uncle Ning, what do you want from me?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled: "I'll take you to meet someone..."

Hearing this, Tang San's heart tensed up, he opened his mouth to say something, but was bumped suddenly.

"Sorry." It was a man in a white robe, and his voice seemed to be that of a teenager.

Tang San looked at him twice, felt a little familiar but couldn't tell.

"It's okay." He smiled at the young man, then took two quick steps to catch up with Ning Fengzhi.

He turned around inadvertently, and saw a pair of exquisite machetes hanging on the boy's back.

"Meow~"

Qiuqiu meowed comfortably.

The silver-haired young man rubbed the flesh around its neck, and the spar on its wrist occasionally touched it.

Qiuqiu grabbed the spar with its cat's paw, sniffed it, then sat down on the table contentedly and continued to eat the dried fish.

The folding screen on the side was pushed open, and it was Tang San and Ning Fengzhi.

"Uncle Ning, you are here." Xue Qinghe bowed respectfully, and turned his gaze to Tang San, "This should be the brother Tang San whom Uncle Ning respects so much, right?"

Tang San nodded and said: "I dare not take it."

"Meow!" Qiuqiu pounced on Tang San, patting him with the cat's claws, "Meow meow!"

Ning Fengzhi was stunned when he saw this, "Qiuqiu why..."

"Maybe it's because Qiuqiu likes Tang San brothers." Xue Qinghe smiled, and hugged Qiuqiu who was still meowing back.

He didn't hold tight, and Qiuqiu ran out by himself.

"What happened to Qiuqiu today?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

Xue Qinghe's eyes dimmed, and the smile on his face remained undiminished: "I'm so sorry, I made Brother Tang San laugh."

"Meow meow! Meow meow!"

The little white cat flopped around, turning itself into a gray cat.

"how did you make it?"

A pair of pale hands caught it, and it finally calmed down, rubbing the hands that hugged it affectionately.

Lu Xingmu patted the ashes on Qiuqiu's body, and carried Qiuqiu, who was so obedient when he saw him, into a nearby hotel.

After being washed in vain by the owner, Qiuqiu habitually climbed on top of the owner's head to sleep.

Lu Xingmu didn't care about it, he sat by the bed and flipped through the booklet in his hand.

"Brief Introduction to the Continental Advanced Soul Master Competition Teams" produced by Tiandou Great Soul Fighting Field.

When he saw a page, he paused.

Tiandou Royal Academy: captain Yu Tianheng, vice-captain Duguyan, team member Yufeng, Oslo...

Without Ye Lingling and the Shi family brothers.

"Qiaoqiu," he took out the golden ball, wrapped it in a small cloth bag and hung it on Qiuqiu's body, "Can you help me give this to Sister Yanyan and the others?"

Qiuqiu rubbed against his palm reluctantly.

"Just wait until everything is settled." Lu Xingmu lowered his eyes and nodded the little white cat's head, "Go, don't turn yourself into a little gray cat again."

Qiuqiu left the hotel in three steps and one turn.

"To get rid of bad luck and turn gas, is it your own good or bad luck?" He muttered in a low voice, put on his hood and left the hotel.

If Ye Bing was here, maybe he could give him a hint.

Lu Xingmu walked to the Tiandou Auction without knowing it.

Due to the soul master competition, there are not many people in the auction room recently, and compared to the previous grand occasion, it can be said that the business is bleak.

He took out a soul coin card and handed it to the girl in charge of the reception. After the girl inspected it, she led him into the auction house.

The last time I came here, I was brought in by Xue Qinghe.

Lu Xingmu glanced around, there were not many people, the number of people in the white and yellow □□ fields was not bad, and there were three or two people in the purple and black fields, and the red □□ field in the center was empty without a single person.

He was a little bored listening to the voice of the auctioneer. There were few people, and the auctioneer was not very interested. There were several auction items that no one bid at all.

"The next lot..."

sleepy.

The eyelids are getting heavier.

"The eighth test of the stars has started, and there is only one person left, the truth is in my heart."

"Hey, Lu Xingmu, do you want coffee?"

Ye Bing's voice came from outside the door.

Lu Xingmu took off the earphones, and said casually: "Yes, put more milk."

"You're the only one who has too many things to do." Ye Bing complained dissatisfiedly, but he could hear the ping-pong-pong of the glass touching the spoon and the sound of hot milk.

"Snapped!--"

Glass fell to the ground.

"Ye Bing? Are you okay?" He walked out of the room, but Ye Bing, who should have been in the kitchen, was nowhere to be seen, only coffee and glass shards scattered all over the floor.

not like this.

Lu Xingmu bent down and picked up a piece of debris.

The fragments barely reflected his shadow.

Yellow and blue eyes.

not like this.

Neither is the case.

"How could Ye Bing be willing to go by himself..." He suddenly smiled, "He is the kind of person who will drag a back when he dies."

Lu Xingmu dropped the debris, walked back to the room, glanced at the blonde Zhengtai on the computer screen, and turned off the computer.

Everything around is falling apart.

Lu Xingmu raised his head.Has it changed to Sunset Forest this time?

The sun was shining in the sky, he looked at his hands, it seemed that he had turned back into a child.

The whole forest was quiet, no one, no spirit beast.

Lu Xingmu walked slowly through the Binghuo Liangyi Eye, passed the tree stump he had cut down, and found the tree where he picked up the ball. He did not stop, but continued to move forward.

"Almost, it's here."

He finally stopped, and sat down where he was.

Lu Xingmu looked up at the scorching sun, and sneered disdainfully: "It's not as good as the space of stars. It's not a very good illusion."

"Pass the eighth test of the star, the star affinity will increase by 15.00%, the star affinity will be 60.00%, and the reward will be a 10-year-old head spirit bone and three god-given spirit rings."

The familiar deep voice sounded in his head.

Lu Xingmu really wanted to open his eyes.

However, the breath lingering around him was too familiar and too gentle.

"Sleep more."

Different from the deep voice in his head, it was the gentleness he was familiar with in the past.

When Duguyan arrived, Lu Xingmu was already fast asleep.

The guard standing at the door stopped her and asked the silver-haired young man in the room for instructions.

There was no news from Lu Xingmu for more than half a year.Obviously it was to practice, but in the end, the person disappeared a little bit inexplicably.

When she saw the little boy who had been pampered and raised by her, sleeping soundly in the young man's arms, her heart was finally relieved.

Duguyan calmed down, and after bowing to Xueqinghe, he didn't stay longer, but walked out of the room.

She held a small golden ball tightly in her hand.

Yu Tianheng, who was waiting outside the room, stepped forward, put his arms around her shoulders, and comforted her silently.

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I just want to suck blood_(:з」∠)_