Douluo's auxiliary is the most glorious

Chapter 297 Awakening the Martial Spirit
"Miss, miss, wake up!" The stranger's call reawakened the sleeping soul. When he opened his eyes, the surroundings no longer looked as familiar as before.

But thinking about it carefully, even though I have a splitting headache, I still can't find what I am familiar with.

There is a large bed made of carved pear wood, with an exquisite sachet hanging at the end of the bed, and a small golden bell adorning the bottom. The cool breeze of Wanchun hits the bell through the curtains, "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding." Cheerful.

The surroundings are antique, but everything is low-key and luxurious. Through the barrier, you can vaguely see many people waiting outside.

Smelling the curls of smoke rising from the incense burner is my favorite sweet fragrance. It is fresh and sweet. When people wake up from sleep, they feel as if they have arrived in another fairyland.

"Miss, today is the day when your martial spirit awakens. If you don't go out, it will be too late!" the maid beside reminded her softly, and someone placed toiletries in front of her while she was still lying on the bed.

After cleaning up in the mist, I was helped out of bed and walked to the screen. Next to it was a light green tutu skirt. Although it was a tutu skirt, it had strong ancient elements, making it lively, cute and smart.

After getting dressed under the service of the maid, I caught a glimpse of a pair of beautiful silver bells among a pile of jewelry. I subconsciously pointed to them as women and took them out to wear on my head.

"Miss, what do you think?" She looked at today's outfit carefully in the bronze mirror in front of her, and finally chuckled and nodded.

It seems to have said something else, but the soul currently residing in this body does not know. It just feels that the girl in the bronze mirror looks familiar. She should have a straight face. Why is she smiling so brightly?

The parents who had gone out to accompany this body had breakfast, and left amidst their urgings and warnings, and were specially received into a holy and gorgeous hall. The people in front left one after another. The children's expressions were either excited or disappointed. They noticed that their attention was attracted by a pair of brothers and sisters, but they still couldn't hear what they were saying. They only knew that one of them looked beautiful. The fox appeared behind the little girl, and a machete appeared in the hands of the little boy.

They feel very familiar, but I can't remember who they are.

It was finally his turn, and his soul seemed to be calm. He was neither excited nor curious about it. It was extremely contradictory to the other exciting and urgent emotion in his body. That was the emotion that the body should really have.

A woman with short purple hair wearing a crown is sitting on the throne, holding a scepter high in her hand. The irrelevant people around her have already left, but under the perception of the soul, there are still many powerful beings around who are watching all this silently.

He took two steps forward and stood in a six-pointed star array. The queen-like person said a few words, and then the array emitted a faint blue light.

A big purple-black spider appeared behind the queen. Its appearance was ugly, and it was in sharp contrast with the owner who owned it. Her body was shocked and she took a step back.

The soul body seemed to fall into a warm white space. I don't know what happened. Then I opened my eyes and saw two light balls, one black and one white, on my left and right hands. I could clearly feel that the energy output of the body turned into a lollipop and a magic weapon. stick.

The soul body finally established a sense of consciousness with the body. While it was particularly close, it also felt that something had sneaked in along the connection of the soul, buried in the deepest part of the soul body, polluting the brightness there.

(End of this chapter)