Douluo's Death Angel

Hearing Qian Daoliu's admiration, Qian Renling immediately became nervous, his face flushed, and he said shyly, "Is Jiu'er and I's martial soul fusion skills really that strong?"

Because it was the first time for them to fuse their martial souls, the two of them could not maintain their martial soul fusion skills for too long.

Therefore, after releasing this form, they were all extremely tired.

"Ah."

Qian Daoliu praised them generously, "You and Jiu'er need to cultivate a tacit understanding, so that your martial soul fusion skills will be stronger. However, you must remember to trust each other unconditionally at all times."

"Only with absolute trust can the martial soul fusion technique appear."

"We will work hard, Grandpa Qian." Jiu'er said happily, with smiles in his eyes, "A Ling and I have the martial soul fusion skill, so happy."

At this moment, Jiu'er has already completely forgotten about the previous crisis, and her mind is full of Wuhun fusion skills.

As for the danger, the joy brought by the martial soul fusion technique is enough to take these things seriously.

"By the way, there is a plan that you can learn about, because this is the theory put forward by your mother, the golden generation."

Qian Daoliu said to them calmly, "You can try it out and practice more, the strength of a single person is far less than that of a team."

The more geniuses the younger generation has, the better, and Qian Daoliu cherishes them very much.

"Golden generation? I understand." Qian Renling nodded in response, "Grandpa, when will Jiu'er and I go to the academy?"

Wuhundian Academy is divided into three levels, from low to high, corresponding to strength and age one by one, so Qian Renling guessed that he and Jiu'er were in the same class.

"Go the day after tomorrow, take a rest tomorrow."

……

"Are you unhappy?"

Jiu'er brought Qian Renling to a flower shop in Wuhun City.

Standing outside the glass window, she cautiously asked Qian Renling.

"It's not that I'm not happy. I feel that the pace is too fast and I can't accept it all at once." Qian Renling shook his head and said seriously: "We have all awakened our martial arts, and we will go to the academy to study from the day after tomorrow. Recklessly."

In his waxy voice is the melancholy for the future.

He is still young and sensitive to the passage of time.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, it doesn't matter."

Jiu'er dragged him into the flower shop, "Mom said that life is like these flowers, how can they bloom so beautifully without going through wind and rain."

Chapter 20 Chihiro Ji's Hatred

"Okay, let's see this rose, it's red and red, it's so beautiful."

Jiu'er pulled him to a pot of roses, "I want to buy this."

The roses are blooming beautifully, each petal is bright red, like fresh blood, which makes people unforgettable at a glance.

The salesperson of the flower shop came over, and his gentle eyes fell on the two radish heads, "Kids, are you going to buy this pot of roses?"

Her voice is very gentle, but her appearance is very ordinary.

"Well," Jiu'er nodded immediately, blinking her starry eyes, and said with a cute face: "How much is this pot of roses?"

Jiu'er saw the pot of roses at a glance through the transparent glass window.

In Jiu'er's eyes, this pot of roses is very beautiful, she likes it very much.

"Ten copper soul coins."

The salesperson said softly when he saw that they were dressed in extraordinary clothes and they were still young. They probably had just awakened their martial spirits not long ago.

"I bought it," Jiu'er gave the money very readily, let go of Qian Renling's hand, pointed to the pot of roses and said to him, "A Ling, help me carry this pot of flowers back!"

"..."

Qian Renling glanced at the rose, um, at least fifty centimeters, not as tall as him, but that flowerpot looked heavy.

Seeing that he was not moving, Jiu'er called out again, for fear that he would disagree, "A Ling."

"it is good."

Qian Renling still nodded, and walked to the rose flower pot resignedly, put her hands on the bottom of the flower pot, and lifted it vigorously.

Although he is still young at level 33, his physical strength is not inferior to that of a grown man.He didn't have any trouble moving this potted flower, it was very easy.

The salesperson originally wanted to ask the staff of the flower shop to help them, but swallowed the words after seeing Qian Renling's actions.

Natural power!

"A Ling, you are so kind."

Jiu'er giggled, not paying attention to other people's eyes, and focused on Qian Renling, "I'm walking in front, you follow me slowly."

In her heart, she thought that Qian Renling was a good person!

"Ah."

Qian Renling complied and followed her unhurriedly.

Even though he was holding a flower pot and attracted the surprised gazes of passers-by, Qian Renling blocked all these gazes as if he didn't see them.