Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants Chapter 634

  The sky thundered, and heavy rain fell.

   "How far is the village?"

   "About three miles."

   "Lead the way ahead."

   "Yes, Young Master Qing."

   "Dongqing, if you cover your mouth again, I'll be really angry."

   "Put on your mask, you are Miss Ning, and I am Gong Ziqing."

  Dong Qing held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and her pupils hidden under the mask were calmly staring ahead.

  He removed the layer of soul power shield outside his body, let the raindrops keep hitting the surface of the oil-paper umbrella, silently feeling the taste of walking in the heavy rain.

  Freedom, tranquility, peace.

   "Dongzi Qing, carry me on your back, I'm tired and don't want to walk."

   "Miss Ning, come up."

   "Hmph, you're exhausted."

   "With this weight, I won't be exhausted to death."

   After a few seconds.

  Ning Rongrong lay on Dong Qing's back, with a pair of thighs clamped around his waist.

  Perhaps because of a sense of peace of mind, she also dissipated the shield of soul power around her body.

  With less than half of her soul power left, she has a slight smile on her mouth, and the tip of her nose is full of his smell, silently enjoying the sense of security brought by her man.

  She is very proud and unapproachable, but she is not stupid. If she hadn't been with Dongqing, she wouldn't have wasted her soul power so much, propping up a soul power shield to resist the rain all over the sky.

but

  Ning Rongrong soon discovered a very serious problem, that is, Dongqing's attention was not on himself at all, but instead reached out to touch the rain outside the oil-paper umbrella from time to time.

   "Young Ziqing, I feel that your attention to me is sometimes not as good as this heavy rain. I don't know what you are thinking. What is so good about rain?"

"This rain is born in the sky and dies in the earth. The process in between is life. The reason why I look at the rain, I don't look at the sky, I don't look at the earth, and I don't look at you. It is the reincarnation between life and death of all things in the world."

"Can't understand"

   "It's fine if you don't understand."

"What do you mean?"

"Means nothing."

   "How many meanings does it mean to be boring?"

   At this time.

   The front of the team.

  Ma Youtie, an ordinary mortal, has been leading the way silently. The mud splashed by the rain stained his trouser legs, but he could not stain an ordinary and pure heart at all.

   Don't ask Dongqing how he figured it out.

  He has the status of the evil **** king, even if the person is not dead and has not returned to the underworld for reincarnation in the six realms of reincarnation, he can still perceive the good and evil in mortals.

  For example, Niu Xiaomei, the good and evil in her body have long been out of balance. This is simply a sinful woman who has been reincarnated 100% in the underworld as an animal.

   And not just her.

  Even for Ye Lingling and Ye Ruyin, the two mothers and daughters who possess the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Soul, the good and evil in them are more evil than good, and they are not a good woman in essence.

   I won't mention the distant ones for the time being.

Even Ning Rongrong, who is on Dongqing's back at the moment, can barely maintain the balance of good and evil. She is not very good, but she is not too bad either. Good thing woman.

   But it doesn't matter.

  Dong Qing doesn't care whether they are good people, but only cares about whether they are chaste and loyal to him. Naturally, he alone will bear the sins and consequences of them.

   I don't know how long I walked, but the heavy rain gradually stopped.

  Ning Rongrong, who was lying on Dongqing's back, couldn't help but dozed off, she heard the sound of chickens, ducks and dogs barking from ahead.

  See it.

  She slid off Dong Qing's back, adjusted her dress, and hugged Dong Qing's arm familiarly.

   "This... is that what village?" Ning Rongrong looked left and right, and asked in a somewhat uncertain tone.

   "Hanako Village." Dong Qing said lightly.

   "What a strange name, why isn't it called Huapetal Village." Ning Rongrong frowned.

   A few minutes pass.

   After entering the village.

  Dongqing and Ning Rongrong, who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and obviously had an extraordinary temperament, immediately attracted the attention of the villagers in this village.

  However, since they are now wearing masks, these villagers only dare to conclude that Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong are soul masters, and they have no way of guessing their identities.

   "Ma Youtie, unexpectedly, you actually know Lord Soul Master?"

   "No, Young Master Qing and Miss Ning are just passing by and come to our village to take a look."

   "You even know the name, but you still say you don't know?"

   "It's just a pseudonym. They told me. I don't know the real name and appearance."

"Really?"

"real."

   After confirming that Ma Youtie had no deep relationship with the soul master, these villagers also behaved extremely realistically, and immediately dispersed, and lost interest in Ma Youtie, and returned to their previous indifferent face.

the other side.

   "Two soul masters, I am Li Youtian, the head of Huazi Village, and this is my son Li Hongwei."

  A middle-aged man with a slightly cunning appearance, that is, Li Youtian, the head of Huazi Village.

  At this time, he led a young man with pockmarked face, that is, his son Li Hongwei, and introduced him to Dongqing.

"roll."

  Dong Qing stretched out his finger and flicked, the gravity field was activated, and a horizontal gravity was activated, directly knocking out the village chief Li Youtian and his son to Li Hongwei.

   "Bang!" There was a heavy landing.

The dust was everywhere, and the father and son fell to the ground, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, looking at Dong Qing with fear in their eyes, but they didn't dare to hate Dong Qing, a terrible soul master, but secretly hated Ma You, who was at a loss by the side. iron.

   It's not Dongqing who oppresses mortals.

  Leaving aside Li Youtian, he only has greed in his eyes.

  Dongqing has seen this kind of look a lot. Many people want to curry favor with themselves, so as to gain benefits from themselves. This is a human thing.

  But that Li Hongwei's eyes are very dirty, Dongqing can't stand it.

   stupid, filthy, dirty.

   "It's disgusting, let me just say, you shouldn't come to these villages, it's just you, if you want to come, you have to come." Ning Rongrong kicked Dong Qing a few times angrily.

   And at this moment.

  Dong Qing keenly noticed that a few black particles fell from the space soul guide on Ning Rongrong's wrist, roughly resembling a kind of insect eggs.

  These black particles, which resemble insect eggs, trembled slightly when they touched the ground.

   Soon, these black particles came alive from the half-dead state, turned into nematodes the size of silver needles, and swept towards Li Youtian and Li Hongwei and his son.

  Because these nematodes are too small, only the size of a silver needle, coupled with their extremely fast speed, they are invisible to ordinary people's vision, and they are sneaked into the body by the nematodes.

   "Where did it come from?" Dong Qing said softly.

  Ning Rongrong pinched the hem of his clothes, and whispered in Dongqing's ear: "Hey, the little thing Yanzi gave, when he said that we can't execute those mortals who dare to offend us face to face, use this little thing to get into their heads."

   "I knew that this kind of thing was given by her. It stands to reason that their father and son are not worthy of death"

  Dong Qing didn't continue talking, he would not blame the people around him for the death of others.

  Don't mention the whispers between the two of them.

  After seeing the village head and his son who were trying to strike up a conversation with the soul master, they were suddenly sent flying, and the other villagers dared not approach.

  So.

  They pushed and shoved Ma Youtie, an honest man, trying to find a way to send this terrifying couple away as soon as possible. At the same time, they didn't dare to have the innocent dream of getting closer to the soul master.

  A soul master is a soul master, and a mortal is a mortal.

   Except for the low-level deacons of the Wuhun Hall who awaken the Wuhun for free for six-year-old children every year, most of the soul masters have an extremely indifferent attitude towards mortals.

   "Young Master Qing, Miss Ning, do you still want to visit the village?" Ma Youtie asked cautiously.

  Ning Rongrong ignored Ma Youtie, but she didn't try to harm him either. She wasn't that vicious, but she was really disgusted by that pockmarked Li Hongwei just now.

  That's right, no matter what the reason is, soul masters kill mortals, according to the law jointly promulgated by the Spirit Hall and the two empires, there is no doubt that Ning Rongrong is now an evil soul master.

   But the world is so unfair.

  Because of Dongqing, as long as Ning Rongrong wants, she can trample on the law to a certain extent.

   "Ma Youtie, where's your brother?" Dong Qing said lightly.

   "He's here." Ma Youtie faltered, suddenly a little speechless.

   See here.

  Dongqing's spiritual power quietly unfolded, and according to Ma Youtie's micro-expression and the direction in which his eyes subconsciously turned, he quickly locked onto Ma Youtong who was among the villagers.

   But seeing this guy cringe, he has no interest in continuing to pay attention.

   "It's okay, I'll just ask, it's fine if you're not here." Dong Qing waved his hand.

   Subsequent times.

  Dongqing, under the leadership of Ma Youtie, took a general look at the village. Compared with the former Holy Soul Village, it was a little better. At least the Wuhun Branch Hall in the center of the village looked okay.

   But it's not surprising.

  The Holy Soul Village used to be too remote, and the location was too close to the Star Dou Forest. If it wasn't for me, it is estimated that the Holy Soul Village couldn't build a spacious road at all.

  Nowadays, because of this road leading directly to Notting City, Holy Soul Village is more than ten times stronger than before, and now the whole village is constantly developing towards the direction of small towns.

   Half an hour later.

"This is."

  Dong Qing looked at the mud house in front of him and fell into deep thought. What he was thinking about was not the mud house, but the main thing he thought about was that this was actually a mud house with only half a roof.

  He looked at the mud bricks piled up on the open space next to the house, and knew that the mud house was still under construction.

  Different from Dongqing.

  Ning Rongrong didn't respond. In her opinion, the villagers in these small places are all equally poor. Anyway, she couldn't tell the difference between the old and new adobe houses.

   At this time.

Faced with Dongqing's doubts, Ma Youtie looked a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and said, "I got married not long ago and moved out of my brother Youtong's house. The house has not been built yet, so Mr. Dong Qingjian laughed."

   The voice just fell.

  A young woman came over from the outside, holding a yellowed vegetable basket in her hand, which contained freshly picked sweet potato leaves.

   "They are" the young woman asked curiously.

  She is not good-looking, not at all, and her body that has been working all year round makes her look not very good, and she always feels that she will not live long.

  But Ning Rongrong, as a woman and also as a bystander, with a keen mind, saw full happiness from this woman's face.

  So poor, so bitter.

  Why does she still feel happy?

  Ning Rongrong didn't understand, really didn't understand at all, she felt that if she lived in such a poor environment, she might not be able to persist for a day.

   "Guiying, don't be dazed, go and cook, there are guests at home." Ma Youtie hurriedly greeted this young woman, who was what he called Guiying, and asked her to cook quickly.

Then he hurriedly said to Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong: "Young Master Qing, Miss Ning, she is my wife Cao Guiying, she just came back from farm work, and she didn't have time to wash her face, it's really embarrassing Excuse me."

  Ma Youtie's honest and honest face, like that of Cao Guiying at this time, was filled with a happy smile that Ning Rongrong, a born noble princess, could not understand.

  If it wasn't for the inappropriate situation, she would have wanted to ask, how can you two laugh when you are already so poor, and even the house is half and half?

   "It's okay, Ma Youtie, just sit down, while your wife is cooking, I represent Wuhundian, she represents Tiandou Empire, and I want to ask you a few general questions."

  Dong Qing casually took out a complete set of tables and chairs from the small world inside Duntiansuo, sat in the main seat by himself, and sat beside him with Ning Rongrong who was stunned.

   "When did I represent"

  Ning Rongrong stared at Dong Qing strangely, she wanted to ask when she represented the Heaven Dou Empire, and when she had questions to ask Ma Youtie in front of her.

   Don't wait for her to ask.

  Dong Qing patted the back of Ning Rongrong's hand lightly, shook her head slightly, let her swallow back the questions she was full of, and could only sit beside him as a mascot

   "Okay, I will answer seriously." Ma Youtie nodded.

  Perhaps it was the inferiority complex in his heart, for fear that he would stain the tables, chairs and benches that Dong Qing took out casually. Even if Dong Qing ordered him to sit down, he only dared to sit halfway.

   "Does the lower-level deacon of the Wuhun branch hall in the nearby city come to your village every year and awaken the Wuhun for the six-year-old school-age children in the village?" Dong Qing asked.

   "Yes." Ma Youtie nodded.

   "Has he, indirectly or directly asked you villagers for gold soul coins as a reward?" Dong Qing continued to ask.

   "No." Ma Youtie shook his head.

   "Hmph, I don't believe it. The deacon at the bottom of Wuhun Temple is so clean, maybe it's just that he dare not say it."

  Ning Rongrong whimpered cutely, and she couldn't tell at all that she just crushed a mortal whose life was comparable to two ants to death just because his eyes were too ignorant, filthy, and filthy.

   "I trust him." Dong Qing thought for a while and said.

   "Ghosts believe that there are no scumbags who take bribes in your Spirit Hall?" Ning Rongrong looked disdainful.

   "There must be some, but I can't get ink on these villagers." Dong Qing said calmly.

   "Really? Your whore, what iron, tell the truth quickly, did those deacons who give you free awakening martial souls ask you for any benefits in private?" Ning Rongrong said in a threatening tone.

   But even in the face of a threat from a superior soul master, Ma Youtie, who was just an ordinary mortal, finally shook his head firmly.

"No, our villages outside the city are too poor. After working for a year, after paying taxes and leaving enough rations to survive, there are not many children at all. Master soul masters live in the city. He often makes friends with high-ranking officials, but he actually doesn't think much of us three melons and two dates."

   "If it wasn't for the fact that His Majesty the Pope of the Wuhun Palace had issued an amnesty order, all personnel in the Wuhun Palace would be ordered to do so."

  As Ma Youtie was talking, he quickly remembered the Pope's pardon engraved deep in his mind.

  Wuhundian Pope Bibidong's pardon.

  No matter how remote and remote the village is, as long as there is a martial soul branch hall in the village, no matter how simple it is, the local deacon must go there to hold the martial soul awakening ceremony in person.

   This pardon was written in the hearts of commoner soul masters, and they were willing to give their soul power for it.

Chapter end