Douluo: Starting from the engagement with Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 121 Red Lotus
Take back the eight wings of the white tiger and return to the room, now he has to do the second thing.

The chaotic green lotus was called out in the hand, the lotus leaves swayed slightly, and the three purple soul rings floated up and down.

"Every soul skill of Chaos Qinglian is extremely powerful. The first soul skill, God Killing Spear, has reached the level of sharpness; the second soul skill, Qinglian Phantom, as long as the soul power is sufficient, Can resist any harm."

"What is this third soul skill?"

Dai Yao licked his lips, looking expectant.

The third purple soul ring shone, and Dai Yao immediately disappeared into the room and appeared on the shore of the lake.

The breeze from the shore hit his face, rousing him from his stupor, and he was surprised and delighted.

"This is? Teleportation?"

"I don't know how far this teleportation distance is?"

Crazyly mobilizing his soul power, he meditated hard towards the east. With the display of the third soul skill, Dai Yao's figure disappeared from the shore and appeared in the forest.

"This is where?"

He jumped onto the treetops to identify where he was, and after a while, he exclaimed:
"This is a place 2000 meters away. This teleportation can actually move 2000 meters, and my soul power is only consumed by one percent! It really is the soul skill of Chaos Qinglian. The soul skill has no cooling time and can be continued continuously." of the display."

That is to say, Dai Yao can travel two hundred kilometers in an instant without sparing his soul power.

When you are running for your life, this is simply a magical skill!

Even Title Douluo might not be able to catch up to him.

"Now, I can say this, even though there are Contras and Title Douluos behind me, I don't have to worry about them catching up with me, because their horses are not as fast as mine!"

After figuring out the third soul skill of Chaos Qinglian, with a thought, she returned to the spiritual world and came to the side of Chaos Qinglian.

Every time his soul power rises ten levels, the chaotic green lotus will form a lotus flower.

"Last time it was purple lotus, what kind of lotus is it this time?"

Dai Yao thought.

I saw fiery red fireworks burning on the green lotus with nine petals in bloom, and after a while, a red lotus appeared.

He picked off the red lotus, and the rhizome immediately turned into ashes and disappeared. In the ashes, it germinated, grew, and bloomed. At a speed visible to the naked eye, another chaotic green lotus was formed.

It's just that this chaotic green lotus has five petals, which symbolizes his level 35 soul power.

The red lotus in the palm rotated quietly, and the scarlet flame rose from the stamen, and the surrounding space was somewhat distorted.

"What a terrible flame!"

Just looking at Honglian a few times, Dai Yao felt a little palpitation.

Every lotus flower has the power to turn decay into magic. After Zhu Zhuqing took the purple lotus, the spirit of the ghost civet evolved into the master of the ghost.

This red lotus has the same effect.

If it is given to someone with a fire attribute martial soul, it may evolve a god-level fire attribute martial soul.

Now the Oakland team still has a lot of flaws in the composition of its players.After Dugu Yan joined the Oakland team and replaced the original control-type soul master, the auxiliary-type soul master and an agility-type soul master were the team's weaknesses.

If a fire attribute soul master with a god-level martial soul joins, it will definitely greatly increase the upper limit of the team.

But who is this red lotus given to?

The existence of Honglian is too amazing, and it must not be given to people who cannot be trusted. If it is leaked, it will cause a lot of trouble.

If he can't find a suitable person, he would rather keep this red lotus forever.

In fact, he already had a candidate in his mind, and that was the beautiful red figure far away in Xingluo.

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A few days later, a letter passed through the channel of Wuhun Temple, through the desert forest, across the mountains and rivers, and after a long time, it was sent to the Star Luo Royal Academy.

The place where Dai Yao used to practice.

Next to the waterfall, there is a thatched cottage and a hot spring.

In the hot spring, a slender figure was looming in the steaming mist, but her complexion was not pretty.

Biting his lip, his brows were furrowed, his expression painful.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh of relief. "The outbursts of anger are becoming more and more frequent. Could it be that I really can't practice?"

A look of pain appeared on the heroic and charming face.

Looking at the reflection in the water, he smiled miserably.

"Feng Wutong, Feng Wutong, don't you want to accept your fate?"

Standing up, drops of water slid down from that slim figure, even though it was just a faintly visible back, it was enough to make one's blood spurt.

Put on the clothes, put the fiery red ponytail up high, and look back at the falling waterfall. The figure in the past seems to be still under the waterfall.

Her eyes were a little nostalgic, she looked up, and couldn't help but think:
"With his talent, he should soon become a soul master. Such a young soul master is rarely seen in the history of the mainland."

"I don't know if he is doing well in the Heaven Dou Empire?"

Seeing things and thinking about people, I came to the wooden house where Dai Yao once lived.The room was spotless, after Dai Yao left, she cleaned it up.

Sitting on the chair, the sun shines through the window and sprinkles broken gold. The angle of inclination is getting bigger and bigger, until the cold moon rises and a trace of coolness emerges, Feng Wutong suddenly realizes that she has been sitting here for several hours. It's time.

"I still can't forget him."

Feng Wutong smiled wryly, in the narrow and long eyes of the phoenix, there was no longer the usual heroic spirit, on the contrary, there was an unstoppable sense of sadness.

She is a commoner soul master, a commoner soul master tormented by the side effects of Wuhun.

After being unable to find any hope of curing the side effects of Wuhun, after the academy's discussion, the cultivation of Feng Wutong has been given up, and she is allowed to stay here to fend for herself.

Anyway, the mimetic environment here is extremely remote, and no soul master wants it.

When tossing and turning at night, she couldn't help asking herself, why is Dai Yao so important to her?

After a long time of thinking, but still can not find the answer.

"Maybe, it's really a feeling."

she muttered to herself.

When getting along with Dai Yao, she can always feel an inexplicable comfort.

There is no contempt from the nobles, and no commoners report to each other to keep warm, but a kind of respect, a kind of respect from the heart.

It seems that no matter what her status is, Dai Yao will treat her like that.

It was also this feeling that made her intoxicated, made her unforgettable, and made her linger on to this day.

As a time traveler, Dai Yao is completely different from people in the whole world in how he treats people and gets along with them.The concepts of the two worlds collide with each other, and the differences are obvious. Therefore, it is no wonder that Feng Wutong remembers it deeply.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, she showed a happy smile.

"He on the other side of the continent should be looking at the same moon now."

Opening the yellowed pages, the paper is already a little soft, which shows how many times she has read the letter.

"Silly boy, how can there be a way to solve the side effects of Wuhun?"

Thinking of Dai Yao's promise to her, she couldn't help showing a silly smile.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Sister Wutong, Heaven Dou Empire has a letter for you!"

"The Heaven Dou Empire?"

Feng Wutong was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help smiling.

"How could I know people from the Heaven Dou Empire?"

Suddenly, she looked at the old letter in her hand, a flash of inspiration flashed, her heart beat faster, blood rushed to her head, slightly dizzy, she stood up abruptly, and opened the door.

Holding back the excitement, he took the envelope and read it impatiently.

A moment later, clear tears flowed from the eyes of the phoenix, across the cheeks as white as jade.

That's laughing.

(End of this chapter)