Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 22 On the verge of death
Heaven Dou City!
The capital of the Heaven Dou Empire gathers a large number of big men and powerful people.

"Have you heard? Poison Douluo's son's condition seems to have worsened again!"

"I heard it's serious, even Poison Douluo can't solve it! Are you begging for help?"

"The notices are posted all over the city now. As long as he can save his son's life, or find that man named Zhou weekend, he will promise him three things!"

"That's a Title Douluo. If he can save his son, he can walk sideways in the Heaven Dou Empire."

"Save his son's life, promise three things, I can understand, but who was that weekend?"

"I heard that he was the one who saved his son when his son had an illness last time."

"No wonder……"

The noisy sound came from below the tavern, allowing people on the second floor to hear it clearly.

And in a corner by the window, a tall boy in a cloak sat in front of a table.

While eating side dishes, while looking out the window.

This person was the weekend, and three months had passed since the battle in the Star Dou Forest.

Three months ago, Zhou weekend rushed towards Tiandou City while recuperating from his injuries.

He didn't stop too much along the way, and hurried on his way carefully to prevent the other party from chasing troops.

After all, the situation caused by the last attack was very heroic. I don't know if any of the five teenagers died?

Those are the elite geniuses of Wuhundian, if something happens, Wuhundian will definitely not stop.

So after rushing to Tiandou City, he didn't immediately show up on the weekend, but healed his injuries and checked the information first.

After all, a broken right hand is not a trivial matter, and we need to confirm the information of the Lonely Family.

So for the past three months, I have been inquiring about news and practicing in Tiantou City on weekends.

At the same time, practice the two skills corresponding to the third soul ring and the earth spirit pearl.

On the weekend, he gently put the chopsticks on the table, and looked towards a direction outside the city, which was the manor of the Dugu family.

"The fracture of the right hand has been repaired, and the two exercises have also been cultivated successfully, and it is almost ready to show up."

"The situation of Dugu's family is almost investigated. As long as Dugu Xin is still alive, I will never be in danger!" After thinking about it on the weekend, he slowly stood up.

Dugu Xin is Dugu Bo's only son. Although he has been tortured by toxins since he was a child, Dugu Bo's father's love keeps him from being blackened in the painful childhood.

Instead of becoming a sinister and vicious person, on the contrary, he became a gentle, refined, tolerant and optimistic person.

This is currently the only shackle that can trap Dugu Bo, a beast. In the original book, after Dugu Xin died, this shackle became Dugu Yan!
I walked out of the tavern on the weekend, stepped on the hard slate, looked up at the rising sun, and a new stage of life began!
On the other side, in a manor, an oppressive atmosphere filled the air.

In a room, lavender light was flickering. Dugu Xin was lying on the bed with a pale face and purple lips.

The whole body is shrouded in purple light, and the source of the light is an old man.

The old man's gray hair is mixed with a little bit of green, which looks very strange.

This person was the title Douluo Dugu Bo, and it was because of his suppression that Dugu Xin didn't die from the poison immediately.

"Cough cough..."

With a weak cough, Dugu Xin slowly opened his eyes and looked at Dugu Bo.

"Xin'er! You're awake! It's all my fault, if I hadn't forced you to absorb the eighth spirit ring, you wouldn't have been poisoned so quickly!"

Dugu Bo hurried forward to hold Dugu Xin's hand, with a face full of self-blame and grief in his voice.

"Father... I don't blame you. After all, you are doing it for my own good. Cough cough..." Dugu Xin coughed just after saying a few words.

"Don't talk, don't talk, Xin'er! I will definitely save you, you won't die..." Dugu Bo's voice revealed panic, but also mixed with grief.

Dugu Xin took a few breaths tiredly, and just saying a few words made him feel pain and tired.

"Father, it seems... only by cultivating to the title Douluo can you avoid being poisoned by yourself...poisoned to death!"

The feeble words revealed despair, and also represented Dugu Xin's weakened desire to survive.

Dugu Bo's expression changed when he heard this, he looked at Dugu Xin who was breathing weakly, and said angrily: "No, you will never die!"

"By the way, there's that kid, the kid who saved your life, weekend! He must have a way to save you, I'll catch him right now, if he can't save you, I'll kill him..."

The scene before Dugu Xin's eyes gradually became a little illusory, and the voice of his father became louder and louder in his ears.

Looking at the furious father, Dugu Xin felt sad, father, don't you know why that boy didn't want to come to our house?
Even if you become a Titled Douluo, you still can't solve the problem of your own martial soul. I'm afraid our family can't solve it.

All hope can only be pinned on all kinds of miraculous martial spirits, the existence of which can cure us.

But with your character, how can other soul masters dare to contact us easily?
Just like returning to the light, Dugu Xin's face suddenly became rosy, and the illusory scene in front of him became clear again.

Dugu Xin stretched out his hand and grabbed Dugu Bo's arm fiercely, with a surge of strength in his heart, he said with a face full of pain.

"Father! Don't you understand? You alone can't solve our problems. That young man's Wuhun can purify toxins. It was originally the only hope, but why didn't he dare to come to our house? Why didn't he come to our house when he heard You ran away immediately because of your name? Cough cough... I am dead, and there is still Yan'er! Do you want her to be like me?"

Dugu Bo was stunned on the spot, listening to his son's words, he felt a little confused, was it because of himself that the boy didn't dare to come here?

At this moment, Dugu Xin let go of his hand and lay down on the back.

"Xin'er!"

Lonely Bo stared at him and roared in grief.

He hurried forward, his breath became weaker and weaker, and the toxins in his body began to become chaotic.

The soul power burst out suddenly, forcibly suppressing the toxin that broke out in Dugu Xin's body.

Dugu Bo's face gradually flowed down, drips of sweat, and traces of despair appeared. Even if this burst of toxins were suppressed, his weak body could not last today.

At this moment, hurried steps came from a distance, and a voice came over.

"Patriarch! A young man came outside the door, claiming to be the weekend, and I saw a silver soul tool ring on his hand, very similar to the one you gave to the young master!"

Originally, Dugu Bo didn't care that he was still a little angry, but after hearing the next sentence, he was slightly taken aback.

"boom!"

There was a sudden cracking sound, and the door shattered directly, scattering to the surroundings like fireworks.

A black shadow disappeared in an instant.

Dugu Bo's figure was like lightning, the surrounding scene became unreal, and he arrived at the gate of the manor in a blink of an eye.

He saw a figure at a glance.

Nearly 1.7 meters tall, with a very immature face, he does have a soul guide and a silver ring on his hand.

After taking a look, Dugu Bo was sure that it was the soul tool he harvested when he killed a soul sage, and gave it to his son.

This one is weekend!

(End of this chapter)