Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 297 - Mingdu Ripper

Out of awe of the unknown horror and respect for the future leader, this newly promoted priest is naturally eloquent, for fear of offending the saint.

"I was promoted to a Titled Douluo yesterday. Why didn't I go to the leader and the great priest to register for registration? Instead, I came here to look for me!?"

Qian Lingyun turned his twinkling eyes and looked the old man up and down, as if he wanted to see what he wanted to do.

Ah, how can I still tell you that I was dragged here by five priests as soon as I absorbed the spirit ring?

Sleeping Nightmare Douluo scratched his head, organized his words with difficulty, and finally gave an answer that no one could think of:

"The old man is closer to the Saint. Naturally, he has to pay a visit to the Saint first. Making a book can be done sooner or later, so there is no rush."

"Oh, you can talk!" Qian Lingjun nodded with a smile, and added a label of knowledge of current affairs to the old man in his heart, and then turned his gaze back to the 'village girl'.

This 'village girl', ah, she covered her face with a gray cloth, except for her striking gray eyes and big braids.

Her whole body was shrouded in that dusty cloak, which was more tightly wrapped than... Arab girls.

"Hey, what have you been looking at me for?" Dai Lun squinted his eyes, squinted at Qian Lingjun, and threw out a silver dagger with his left hand like magic, and sneered: "I'm obsessed with me!" ?"

"Hehe." Qian Lingjun let out a dry laugh, walked straight up to Dai Lun, looked down at Dai Lun from his proud altitude, and said teasingly, "I've never been infatuated with people who are not as tall as my chin."

"You you...you f*ck..." Dai Lun's tender body trembled, her gloomy eyes showed an expression of disbelief, she pointed to Qian Lingjun but failed to say the second half of the sentence.

On the contrary, Yuma couldn't sit still anymore, she covered her lips lightly, and burst out laughing with a poof.

And this smile happened to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The gray mist rose up, and Dai Lun flicked his left hand lightly, and the sharp dagger pierced Qian Lingyun's chest with a little cold light.

I'll make it up, you come for real!

Qian Lingyun frowned, and raised his palm to his chest reflexively, blocking the blow.

Everyone only heard a bang, and the dagger in Dai Lun's left hand suddenly broke and shattered from the middle.

Broken metal fragments flew in all directions, and some even cut through the gray gauze used to cover Darren's head.

The moment the veil fell off, a gray soul filled with death and madness hovered over Darren with a radius of three meters around him.

Its shape... resembles a small black tornado.

In less than a few breaths, the fluctuation of the soul power on Dai Lun's body has been directly raised from level 96 to level 97, and it is still rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although the strength of this short-term increase is not stable, the rate and rate of increase in its soul power really surprised Qian Lingyun slightly.

"Not good!" Yuma's pupils shrank, and she hurriedly tore off a piece of cloth from her skirt, covering Daeron's almost exposed true face.

His face was covered again, and the rampant soul power in Dai Lun's body once again tended to return to peace.

"Girl, remember one thing, as long as it's not a desperate situation, don't let the objects used to cover Daelen disappear." Yuma looked at the veins that couldn't be covered by cloth strips with lingering fear, and hurriedly pulled her away. Step aside, try your best to appease his runaway soul power.

Bai Yuan on the side, as an old man in the worship hall, naturally knows some secrets that ordinary people cannot know.

She took a step towards Qian Lingjun's side, lowered her eyes and said: "The face of the five priests, no, the whole skin has been cut by knives. It has been decades, and the five priests have tried every means to get rid of it." not drop."

"So she has been dressed like this all year round without showing any skin?" Qian Lingjun raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Hasn't she changed her clothes?"

The corner of Bai Yuan's mouth twitched, and he thought: Good guy, your thoughts are so clear at this time.

But...she has stayed in the worship hall for so many years, and it seems...she has never seen Darren appear in other forms.

In the end, Bai Yuan struggled for a while, and finally managed to say: "It's possible to change clothes, but the style is the same! After all...who wears a set of clothes for decades!"

"That's it..." Qian Lingjun nodded meaningfully and raised his eyebrows to signal Bai Yuan to continue.

"Oh, okay, where did I just say it...oh yes, it's a scar."

Bai Yuan pondered for a moment and continued to tell the tragic past of Wu Zongfeng.

"Don't look at the current appearance of the five priests. When she was young, she was a well-known beauty in the Heavenly Soul Empire. The kind that many dukes and princes would squeeze to propose marriage!"

Hearing this, Qian Lingyun couldn't help asking again: "Hey, how do you know so much as a scientist in a whole house lab? Could it be that..."

"Yes, Dai Lun, Hu Meizi and I are barely of the same generation. You also know the character of Hu Meizi, just like a flamboyant morning glory."

"As soon as I heard that someone was so beautiful, I took me to accompany her to compare her beauty."

Speaking of the dark history many years ago, Bai Yuan's face showed helplessness and regret, but more importantly, it was memories.

"The result?" Qian Lingyun asked curiously.

"Hu Meizi's coquettish temperament and Dai Lun's ladylike gentleness each have their own merits. In terms of figure, Hu Meizi is slightly better, but in terms of looks, it is indeed Hu Meizi who loses!"

"As for what happened next... something happened to Darren!"

Speaking of this, a trace of regret flashed across Bai Yuan's face, she sighed leisurely, and said with emotion:

"Since ancient times, beauties are so unlucky. A few playboys who were rejected by the five priests paid a lot of money to have Dai Lun tied up because of love."

"Then this scar is also..."

"No, no, no, those dandies are only greedy for beauty, and her scars are used by a few women who are jealous of her face... Sigh, if I don't talk about it, it will be tears."

Bai Yuan's eyes circled around the five priests. Finally, she withdrew her gaze, and brought the story to a successful conclusion in as peaceful a tone as possible.

"In the end, Hu Meizi, who went to play with Dai Lun, rescued her, but she only saved her life."

"Later, the five priests who were rescued went crazy the first time they saw the mirror. She became... a little... tsk, and liked to use a dagger to dismember everything she didn't like."

"Especially like to dig the hearts of some jealous women."

Such a sad past did not seem to move the heartless Qian Lingjun. At this time, she thought like this

Left-handed, a knife player, loves to disembowel, has a tragic past, and likes to hide in the fog...

Why does it sound so similar to Mist Ripper the more I listen to it?

Tsk!Their Holy Spirit Sect really has a lot of talents, Hannibal, the Ripper, Frankenstein, there should be...

I just don’t know if there are clowns.

Yuma: No, my daughter, you are the real clown!