Douluo: Take the little brother Tang San at the beginning!

After bidding farewell to Sword Douluo Chenxin, An Dong returned to the secret room.

The engraving of the magic circle has been completed before.

This consumed a lot of An Dong's soul power.

When I left the customs this time, I first wanted to see if anything happened in Anguo City.

The second is to restore soul power and prepare for the next step.

The Death Scythe emits a faint light.

"After the formation is carved, its persistence time is related to your soul power. The higher the soul power, the longer the formation lasts. This is why you need to have the strength of a titled Douluo to resurrect Litchi. Remember, maintaining the formation It consumes a lot of soul power. You only have one chance, you can only succeed, not fail."

An Dong nodded.

The Soul of the Death Scythe continued: "I won't say more about what spiritual power is, but do you know that there is anything that can surpass spiritual power?"

An Dong shook his head: "What is it?"

"The power of longing, or the power of emotion, includes family affection, friendship and love. Generally, after a person's mental power is severely damaged, most of his soul will surround this body. Although it cannot be said to never dissipate, it can last for a long time. For decades, unless the body disappears and you want to recall it, you must use the power of this longing. The stronger the power of this longing, the easier it is to summon its soul back."

"Next, through the formation, your soul will be deprived of you, and you will enter the world of souls. In this world, however, there is a time limit for you to fly in this world. You cannot stay in soul form forever. Where. You must come back before the formation is exhausted."

An Dong was at a loss.

Do you miss Lychee?He suddenly felt a little unsure.

"Okay, let's get started. Remember, you only have one chance. You recall her soul and leave the rest to me. I will temporarily seal her in the Death Scythe to prepare for the next resurrection."

Sitting in the middle of the formation, An Dong activated the formation.

A deathly light rose.

An Dong could see various colorful light spots all around, all over Anguo City.

"Go ahead and look for your lychee. Whether you can find it or not depends on you. No light spot represents a soul."

The sound of the Death Scythe rang in An Dong's ears.

"Lizhi, where are you? I suddenly realized that I have no confidence in loving you. In fact, I not only love you, but also feel a little guilty. I thought that was the mistake I made back then. But, I know now that it’s a part of me that I can’t let go of.”

An Dong was silent, he didn't know what he should do at this time.

There is only infinite longing for litchi.

Bits and pieces of the past.

Everything is so clear.

So vivid in my mind.

Just like yesterday.

He couldn't help but love lychees.

There is also guilt.

He thinks he is not a good person.

It's not worth Lychee's life.

But all this is too late.

He hoped Lychee could hear it.

Hear yourself speak.

The formation keeps changing its light.

Andong's soul power continued to be consumed.

He looked around blankly.

The surrounding light spots suddenly dispersed, leaving only a pink light spot.

"Is it lychee?"

An Dong asked, he wanted to reach out and touch it.

The light spot actually started to dodge.

They seemed to form a force that guided An Dong forward.

Is it lychee?Did he feel me?Where is she taking me?

Following the guidance of the light spot, An Dong looked forward.

I do not know how long it has been.

That pink light point guided An Dong to a place.

There was a gray point of light there.

The gray light spots flickered on and off, seemingly very faint.

It felt Dao Andong's arrival and was so excited that it started to tremble.

It was a familiar feeling.

It flickers on and off.

Like a fire bug, it keeps flickering.

"Lizhi, is that you?"

An Dong touched it with his hand.

It was a stubborn yet gentle feeling.

Is it her?Is it her whom he loves deeply?

Suddenly, two points of light intertwined.

collide with each other.

And separated from each other.

An Dong frowned.

This is how the same thing.

Suddenly, An Dong had a splitting headache.

A feeling of fear arises spontaneously.

"No, don't. Don't die..."

He held his head tightly in pain.

"It hurts...."

The pain was suffocating.

The pain was so painful that An Dong couldn't straighten up.

in the secret room.

The old man who was the incarnation of Death's Scythe frowned as he looked at An Dong who couldn't help but tremble.

"What's going on? It shouldn't be like this. Even if we are [-]% sure of his soul power and mental power, his soul will not be lost in the soul space."

At this time, An Dong, who was standing in the middle of the formation, was trembling all over.

It seemed like I was experiencing some severe stimulation and pain.

Even the Death Scythe Spirit, which has existed for hundreds of years, has never seen this kind of thing.

An Dong, who was in his soul state, suddenly felt two forces pouring into his body.

Two flickering light spots fell gently on An Dong, nourishing everything about him.

What is going on and why there are two souls.

Under the nourishment of these two souls, An Dong was obviously much better.

He held out his hands, and two souls fell into his hands.

One pink, one dark gray.

It's as if these two are parts of him that he can't let go of.

"What should I do? Which one is lychee?"

A voice sounded from my mind.

That was the sound of the death scythe.

"Come back quickly. Your soul power and spirit have been too much just now. Otherwise, the formation will collapse and you will never be able to come back."

An Dong didn't know what to do.

"How about taking both souls back?"

An Dong is not an indecisive person.

He thought so, so he did it.

The soul returns to the body.

The old man pointed.

"You brought back two souls?"

An Dong nodded.

"I don't know either, that one is Lychee's soul. I found one soul at first, and then another one appeared, and they were all entangled with me."

"What the hell does this happen?"

The old man thought for a while.

"It should be true that in Anguo City, there are not only dead souls that you can't let go of, but also dead souls that can't let go of you."

An Dong was stunned, unable to let go of his own?

Who is that?

uncle?

Father?

Who else is there in Anguo City?

"Then, what to do now?"

Death Scythe frowned.

"One body can only be integrated with one soul."

"If the fusion is wrong. Then the soul and body do not match."

"Not only can it never be resurrected, but its soul will also dissipate."

An Dong was shocked.

"so serious?"

The old man nodded.

"Then, is there any way you can tell who the two souls are?"

Death Scythe shook his head helplessly.

"If you are the God of Death, there is still a way, but I am really powerless on my own."

"What I can do now is to preserve the two souls first."

"How to solve this problem, you need to figure it out yourself."

An Dong nodded.

Right now, that's all there is to it.