Douluo Qingmei Qian Renxue, the starting soul ring becomes soul vein

Chapter 15: Old Poisonous Man, no one would be poisoned to death by his own martial spirit, right?
Tiandou City is the imperial city.

The area here is divided into several major blocks, and various types of buildings can be seen everywhere.

As the main city, it is not only a prosperous commercial place, but also home to many powerful people and numerous colleges.

Lin Feng and his group settled in a secret courtyard in Tiandou.

While talking with Ju Douluo, Lin Feng turned the topic to Dugu Bo.

"Senior, from what you said, it seems that Dugu Bo has some health problems.

There is no one who practices so hard that his body becomes poisoned and his hair turns green. "

Ju Douluo was startled and recalled it secretly.

Indeed, the two of them had been entangled over the years, and I would often pin him to the ground and rub him.

The poison of this old poisoner is indeed becoming more and more bizarre, his appearance is aging rapidly, and his fighting ability is also poor.

It's like being suppressed by something.

Could it be that he was poisoned by his own poison?
The moment this thought came to his mind, Ju Douluo made himself laugh.

How could someone be so miserable because of his own martial soul? A Soul Douluo who was about to advance to the Titled Douluo was actually about to be killed by his own martial soul?
If this were to get out, I'm afraid all the soul masters in the world would laugh their heads off.

Ju Douluo's eyes lit up. If that was true, he would go and laugh at him.

Seeing the smile on Ju Douluo's face, Lin Feng spoke at the right time:
“Senior, it just so happens that I also know some methods of healing martial spirits, so why don’t you take me to find him.

If we can recruit a Soul Douluo who is about to advance to a higher title into the Spirit Hall, it will definitely be of great benefit."

Ju Douluo was moved by what he said and looked Lin Feng up and down:

"You know this, kid?"

Lin Feng snorted:
"If we only talk about martial spirit theory, I'm afraid there is no one in the world of spirit masters who can match me."

Hearing the familiar words, Ju Douluo blushed and coughed lightly.

"you boy"

Thinking that this kid was able to create his own martial arts at the age of nine and break the shackles of his own soul power, he nodded slowly.

"Okay, I'll go to his yard first to see if he's there."

Currently, Dugu Bo has not yet entered the royal family as a guest official.

With Ju Douluo's intentional cover-up, Dugu Bo's whereabouts were quickly found out and he was not discovered.

"Let's go, he's in the yard, playing with his granddaughter."

After greeting Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan, the two immediately went to Dugu Bo's residence.

Dugu Bo was chasing Dugu Yan in the courtyard.

"Grandpa, come and chase me! Hehehe!"

Dugu Yan, who was three or four years old, was chubby with a pink face and was waving behind him while holding a candy.

"Okay, Yanyan, wait for Grandpa. My old bones can't catch up with you, haha."

Dugu Bo couldn't hide the smile on his green face. He followed Dugu Yan slowly, chatting and laughing.

"Haha, Grandpa, you can't catch up. You can't even beat the big goose, cluck."

Dugu Bo looked embarrassed. He thought, I have to play with you, girl, and pretend to be like this.

Looking at Dugu Yan having fun in the yard, Dugu Bo stroked his beard with satisfaction.

There was an imperceptible worry hidden between his brows.

My son's Bilin snake venom has become more and more serious over the years. He can't seem to survive the same method of fighting poison with poison as I do.

If his son went ahead of him, how would he explain this to Yanyan and her mother?

"Hey--"

Dugu Bo sighed.

My life has been so difficult.

He had to endure the unbearable infection of the Bilin snake venom from the age of 7. He cultivated to level 35 at the age of 59, but his partner died during childbirth because he could not endure Xiner's physical condition.

Now I have finally reached level 89. Seeing that Xin'er is about to follow in my footsteps, I can't help but feel worried.

"Old Poison, are you okay? Why are you sighing?"

"Who?"

Dugu Bo's expression changed, and he immediately hugged Dugu Yan in his arms.

Two figures, one big and one small, appeared under the big tree in the courtyard.

There was a hint of amusement on Ju Douluo's face. With the previous association and the fact that he had just seen Dugu Bo sigh, his guess that there was something wrong with Dugu Bo's martial spirit became more certain. "Is it you?
Humph, what are you doing here again? I have said many times that I will not join the Spirit Hall. "

Dugu Bo felt a little relieved when he saw the person's face clearly, but he didn't give Ju Douluo a good look.

This shameless fake man, if I hadn't seen that he knew about herbs, why would I have gotten involved with him?
Because I called him a woman, I have been finding excuses to beat myself up until now.

"Grandpa, who is this sister?"

Dugu Yan stared with her round eyes and asked in confusion.

Ju Douluo's face turned dark.

"Haha, you idiot, did you hear me? Children don't lie. Just admit that you are a girl."

Dugu Bo laughed wantonly.

Ju Douluo chuckled and stroked his lips with his slender fingers:

"It looks like the wound on your butt has healed? Do you want some more?"

Dugu Bo's mouth twitched. The place where this bastard attacked was exactly like his martial soul. It was despicable.

“Two seniors, please put the past aside for now.

Mr. Dugu Bo, boy Lin Feng and Ju Douluo came here this time to discuss important matters.

Please give us some time, this matter concerns your martial spirit."

"Ok?"

Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes slightly. Where did this kid, who hadn't even grown all his hair yet, come from? Could he have seen his difficulties? How was that possible?

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to cause you any trouble this time, just go inside and talk."

Ju Douluo waved his hand unhappily and went into the house.

He sat in the main seat as if no one was around and signaled for tea to be served.

Dugu Bo's eyebrows twitched wildly when he saw this. If he could defeat him, he would really teach him a lesson.

"Yanyan, can you please go inside the Ruyi Treasure Bag for a while?"

"No, no, it's too dark in there. It's not fun at all."

"Be obedient, Yanyan, I'll buy you ten lollipops later!"

"20!"

"no problem!"

As Dugu Yan's figure disappeared, Lin Feng and the other two began to talk in the hall.

Dugu Bo casually poured two cups of tea and snorted:
"Go ahead."

Ju Douluo and Lin Feng looked at each other, the smiles in their eyes could no longer be hidden, and they directly put their faces close to each other and taunted:
"Old Poison Man, you think no one will be poisoned to death by their own spirit, right?"

Dugu Bo stopped suddenly when he had just brought the teacup to his mouth, and then quickly drank the tea.

Without making any noise, he said:
"I don't understand what you are talking about. If you have nothing else, please go back."

Lin Feng smiled slightly:
“I wonder if you, the senior, have experienced numbness, itching and pain in your ribs every time it rains, and the pain gradually intensifies.

It occurs once at noon and once at midnight. Every time it occurs, you will feel needle-like pricking pains in the soles of your feet and the top of your head.

The feeling of having a spasm all over your body and being in excruciating pain must be very familiar to you."

With every word Lin Feng said, Dugu Bo's face darkened. Now he was sure that his situation had been known by the Spirit Hall. What should he do from now on?
"Senior, I can cure your poison!

Besides, Senior, you don't want your sons and granddaughters to follow in your footsteps, right?"

When Dugu Bo heard this, he felt as if these words had some magical power, and his heart seemed to be controlled directly.

After struggling for a moment, he sighed:
"Tell me, what is the price I have to pay?"

When it comes to the lives of loved ones, obviously all other concerns must be put aside.

Lin Feng shook his head:

"What is the price for serving the Spirit Hall for three years?"

"Really?" Dugu Bo's eyes lit up.

Lin Feng laughed secretly in his heart: Haha, as long as you are on board, I don’t care whether you stay on for three years or not. The undercover agent next door will become the boss.

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