Douluo: my king's martial soul

Chapter 28 Dare to slap me in the face? [New book please collect! 】

At this moment, in the Hall of Martial Souls, in the Great Hall of Discussion.

Several Wuhundian elders lined up beside them, and a tall and mighty middle-aged man stood in the middle. This man had a handsome appearance, a straight figure, and an excellent temperament. Moreover, his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Xiao Suanmiao.

In front of him, Xiao Suanmiao stood quietly, and she also looked innocent about some of the man's questions.

He is Xiao Suanmiao's father, Marcelo, the contemporary master of Wuhun Palace, Marcelo!
After listening to Xiao Suanmiao's words, he just stood there, his brows gradually wrinkled.

You know, the ring on Xiao Suanmiao's hand, through the emerald, can see the news of Sanma City in the Zidian, especially when Xiao Suanmiao is in danger, the ring will immediately show up here.

Last night, Xiao Suanmiao fell into a coma, Ye Xiaonian saw the ring glowing, and Marcelo from Zidian happened to see his entire face clearly.

He came here that night to prevent something that was about to happen.

As for Ye Xiaonian, she calmed down after hearing what Elder Jin said, but in the same way, she must not tolerate Ye Xiaonian before seeing him in person.

At this time, he immediately beckoned to an old man beside him, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Feng, help me find this person first."

After saying this simple sentence, he stopped talking.

The elders of the branch hall of the Wuhun Temple present did not dare to speak out.

Marcelo's level can also be seen as a soul saint. The key point is that the old man called "Uncle Feng", as soon as he entered the hall, his whole breath changed, as if he stepped into an iceberg.

After he received the order to retreat, everyone calmed down a little.

This is the aura brought about by the strength of the soul.

But at this moment, Ye Xiaonian followed Aiweisi with ease, through the circuitous corridor, and came to the meeting hall of the Wuhun Palace again.

Today, all the important elders in the Wuhun Palace came.

This time, it was not an easy task for the branch hall of Wuhun Hall. It was really difficult for these people to gather together, which is very rare today.

Marcelo was standing at the top, and all the elders followed from left to right, looking at Ye Xiaonian and the others who came in from the outside.

Hehe, it's all here, it seems like you're doing me a favor...

No, this is the first time I met this man, he should be from Zidian, and Xiao Suanmiao is also there, strange, the way he looks at me...

Ye Xiaonian felt a little confused, and the atmosphere around him seemed strange, especially the way Jin Lao looked at him with pity.

"You are Ye Xiaonian?"

Marcelo glanced at him and asked directly.

"Yes." Ye Xiaonian nodded and walked over.

At this time, Ye Xiaonian faintly turned on the system.

Through the vision of the system, he glanced slightly at the levels of the people around him.

Some fresh faces, that is, people from Zidian, are mostly outside the fortieth level, and not far away, there is a hidden blood bar.

Level 69, 479 blood!

This strength is a bit strong, and it is hidden in the dark, which is very confusing. If it is not for the almost scanning effect of the system, how could it be possible to see him.

That man is exactly the Uncle Feng that Marcelo said!

A level 71 soul saint who surpasses Jin Lao by many levels, and his actual combat power is only two levels lower. In other words, this is a super master who does not have too much moisture.

In fact, Ye Xiaonian still can't see his blood bar and level. He has seen everything in the mirror, but he really doesn't, as if he belongs to the air category.

If not, he would be able to compare these more clearly.

Regarding the fact that he doesn't have a level, it's not hard for Ye Xiaonian to guess that his martial soul should be half-level edible salt, but then again, it's impossible for him not to have a drop of blood, right?

If there is no blood bar, then the explanation cannot be explained. Could it be that he has been hit by the legendary technique of disappearing blood bars?
This kind of thing, the more Ye Xiaonian thought about it, the more outrageous it became, so he simply ignored it, anyway, the more he thought about it, the more bald he became.

In all battles, you can fight as long as you can, no matter how strong or domineering, I will crush you if you can, kill you if you can, and run with Han Xin's second skill if you can't. This is Ye Xiaonian's current thinking.

"Dad, he is my little brother I told you about, Ye Xiaonian!"

At this time, Xiao Suanmiao had a beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth, her little chin slightly raised, walked over, and held Ye Xiaonian's hand.

"Oh, uncle, hello." Ye Xiaonian was also very polite, and quickly nodded his head to say hello.

No wonder I feel that the situation today is a bit abnormal. It turns out that Wuhundian is a family business. It should be because I, a foreigner, came in to intervene, and the oil and water have leaked.

Hehe, Ye Xiaonian thinks he is a genius, so how could he not understand something capitalists play.

"Uh... hello."

Hearing this, Marcelo immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

But as the head of the Wuhun Palace, he has the crown of the Wuhun Palace. After all, he is not an ordinary person, so he quickly adjusted his mentality and said seriously: "Thank you for protecting Xiaoying last night, and I will give you a fortune later. Money, as a reward!"

"Xiaoying?" Ye Xiaonian was slightly taken aback.

"I'm actually not called Xiao Suan Miao. My real name is Xiao Ying. Everyone calls me Mr. Xiao Ying. You didn't tell me your real name before. It's even." Xiao Suan Miao had a pure smile on his face.

Ye Xiaonian was speechless, the little loli of feelings always did things in an orderly manner.

Slightly nodded, he immediately said to Marcelo: "It's nothing, it should be, no reward is needed."

When Xiao Suanmiao heard this, a happy smile appeared on her delicate face.

At this moment, Marcelo happened to see the sweet expression on his daughter's face, and suddenly became suspicious in his heart. Could it be that his precious daughter is interested in that kid?
This is not a good sign!

"I heard that you have both auxiliary food-type and offensive-type martial souls. I've never seen it before?" At this moment, Marcelo quickly changed the subject and asked.

Ye Xiaonian chuckled, and said: "It's nothing to me, the martial spirit on my body still needs to be improved, and now I'm just a stunned young man."

Marcelo was noncommittal, and asked again: "So, what do you think of my soul power?"

Ye Xiaonian was startled when he heard this.

He could see that the opponent's health bar.

Level 56, 200 HP.

If you add water, it will be around the soul emperor.

"Comparable to a soul emperor!"

Ye Xiaonian said.

Marcelo nodded slightly, and then turned cold, "Then can you tell what level these followers around me are?"

Ye Xiaonian heard the vague hostility in it, and simply said: "The lowest soul master, the highest... the soul saint!"

When he mentioned the Soul Sage, Uncle Feng behind the man, his heart moved slightly, and then fell silent again. He didn't think that the other party could detect his existence, and he probably just guessed it casually.

"I can't tell, your eyesight is quite good."

Marcelo said with a smile, "I said this not to prove how strong our Zidian people are. I just want to tell you that Xiaoying will be the only heir of Zidian in the future. If she wants to be with her, she must at least Have a strong enough martial spirit."

Ye Xiaonian was taken aback.

After going around in such a big circle, what did you want to say?
Well, did I say that we must have a little garlic sprout together?It's just that I think she looks cute, and I just want to tease her for fun!
"Do you know how weak you are now? Go to the Royal Hunting Ground and absorb a soul ring before you come, or you won't even be able to withstand my palm!"

At this moment, Marcelo didn't give Ye Xiaonian any face anymore, and shouted directly.

How dare you hit me in the face? !

(End of this chapter)