Douluo: Long Live the Hall of Souls

Chapter 7 The Truth That Night
"I've met Master Feng Lin."

In the ward, Yan leaned on the head of the bed, nodding to Feng Lin who approached.

"Son, don't be nervous."

Feng Lin saw that Yan's movements were careful, and thought he was too nervous, so he stopped behind Liya and stopped moving forward, and smiled kindly at Yan, but it seemed that he hadn't smiled for a long time. It's a little more scary.

When Feng Lin was trying to win Yan's favor, Yan was also observing this soul king, and he had to say something about this one, and he still had to be grateful for this one.

Although he calculated a lot of steps, something went wrong during the actual operation.If this person hadn't caught him in the air that night, he might be injured in some way now.

"Son, I have something I want to ask you."

Feng Lin slowed down his speech as much as possible to express his kindness, and then looked at Yan and asked: "That day in Rathore, that is, when the bad guy was chasing you, did someone else make a move?"

Regarding what happened that night, Feng Lin still has doubts until now. Rathore is indeed dead, but who killed him?The child in front of him didn't even have a soul ring, so it was impossible to use such a terrifying soul skill. Could it be that someone did it secretly?Now he urgently wants to know more news and investigate the truth.

After pretending to think for a while, Yan said: "Lord Feng Lin, there seemed to be no one else that day. I don't know what happened, but I remember that the flour was on fire, and then I heard a bang, and my whole body was shocked. It's flying."

"Flour? Are you sure? Boy."

Feng Lin was puzzled by Yan's answer, would the flour cause such a big commotion?How could he be so unbelievable about this.But after confirming Yan's words again and again, Feng Lin could only leave full of doubts.

"Son, you should have a good rest first."

Feng Lin bid farewell to Yan, said a few more words to Liya, then turned and left the ward, not sure if he was going to verify Yan's statement, or was going to do something else.

"Xiao Yan, how do you feel now?"

After Feng Lin left, Liya became concerned about Yan's physical condition again. Although Yan had been taken care of and treated by her these days, she still couldn't help worrying. After all, Yan who was rescued that day was really scary.

When she thought of the scorched and extremely hot child she picked up that day, she was now full of fear. If Yan hadn't lured Rathore away that night, something might happen to them, at least she probably wouldn't be able to escape. some destiny.

"never mind."

Yan shook his head. Long before he chose to wake up, he had used his brain to investigate his condition, and there was no other problem except his poor mental state.

What must be said here is that the martial arts and soul skills in this Douluo world are really miraculous, not to mention those strange combat soul skills, just the healing soul skills that Liya used directly put him on the brink of life. Pulled back, it is really a BUG.

Of course, he dared to plot to kill Rathor that night, and it was through precise calculations, and his martial spirit also played a big role in this.

Rathore would never have dreamed of it, but Yan had already been scheming against him from the very beginning when he made any noise.He deliberately made noises to make the other party think that he was a crying little boy, and then relaxed his vigilance.

When the evil soul master let down his guard and met him face to face and was covered in lime powder, that guy had already half-stepped into a death trap.

Because of the next step-by-step plan, whether it is causing secondary damage to him with water, or introducing people into the warehouse, and using flour to create a dust explosion, all of these are within Yan's brain calculation plan.

After calculating and using his wisdom, he first used the extremely high temperature of his martial soul to calcinate lime powder, and then led him into the closed warehouse step by step.

This step of the plan is quite critical. He knows that there is a lot of flour in the warehouse. Before moving in during the day, he and the group of kids were playing hide and seek in the warehouse together, and he was deeply impressed by this incident.

And the next step is the most dangerous step. The space in the airtight warehouse is narrow, and his range of activities has also become much smaller, making it easier for him to be caught by the opponent. He was almost cold at that time.

Fortunately, the flour had already been sprinkled all over the ground at that time, and the dust density in the air was beyond the charts. After using his brain to monitor the dust explosion conditions, he resolutely released his martial soul completely when he was in danger.

The powerful flame that came with the Flame Lord's martial soul caused an explosion. His own fire attribute immunity and the powerful physical body brought by the martial soul allowed him to minimize the damage caused by the explosion. So what if Rathore is a soul sect? He, he won that contest after all.

Yan sat on the bed and chatted with Liya, and couldn't help asking about the current situation, "Sister Liya, where are we now?"

Liya stroked Yan's forehead softly, and said softly: "Xiao Yan, after you were injured that day, Master Feng Lin brought us to Salves City, which is [-] miles away from Fenglin Town. We are now in Wuhun Temple in Salves City, you have been in a coma for almost two days."

"Salves City is forty miles away from Fenglin Town, not too far away."

After Yan heard the words, he smiled, looked at the warm sun outside the window, and leaned slightly against the head of the bed. After thinking for a while, he turned his head to look at Liya, and said with a smile, "By the way, sister Liya, I'm so bored lying in bed now, can you help me find some books, preferably about soul beasts."

Liya nodded, couldn't help but patted Yan's head, then got up with a smile and said: "Xiao Yan, do you want to read a book, there seems to be a small library in the Wuhun Temple here, let me look for it. "

Yan watched Liya leave, until she left the room, the smile on his face remained undiminished, until there was no one around, he fell down with a relaxed expression, "Oh! The crisis is over, the next step is to If you don’t want to be a fool, it’s the kingly way to learn more knowledge through books first, knowledge is power.”

……

In the Martial Soul Hall of Salves City, warm sunlight shines on the floor through the windows, and the faint halo fills the whole room with light. Yan, who is still being asked to recover from his injuries, is lying on the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand. A thick atlas of soul beasts.

When he turned over the last page, Yan put the thick book atlas that could be used as a pillow on the side cabinet, rubbed his sore eyes, but his expression was not very good-looking.

"My martial soul has some problems, troublesome."

He relaxed and slumped on the head of the bed, rubbing his long hair like a chicken coop with both hands, palms facing upwards slightly, his skin was immediately covered with granite texture, dark red flames lingered in his palms, and the temperature in the room suddenly increased many.

(End of this chapter)