Chapter 129: Every Needle and Thread

Chapter 129 True·One stitch at a time

"Boy Wang Zhao, do you have enough space to store the soul guide? I have some ideas about this white dragon's corpse based on the martial soul system of Douluo World. If possible, put it away and give it to me to study. A while."

"Yilao, you're a foreigner. What's more, am I the kind of person who doesn't leave a stitch in my work?"

Wang Zhao chuckled, took out a sapphire-shaped storage soul guide, and put the white dragon's corpse inside.

Then, he silently took out "a needle and a thread" and put it in place.

Electrolux: "..."

It turns out to be a literal meaning.

You are so coquettish, Wang Xiaozhao!

At this time, Qian Renxue, who had been watching for a long time not far away, walked forward with Su Linglong.

"Xiao Zhao, look at this."

Qian Renxue opened her palm towards Wang Zhao, revealing a white glowing scale.

"This is dragon scale?"

Wang Zhao looked around and found no fallen scales near the dragon corpse. He couldn't help but look at Qian Renxue again:

"Where did you find it?"

"Num, in the corner."

Qian Renxue pointed casually.

Wang Zhao paused and remembered that the scales on the dragon corpse he had just put away were all dim, and the dragon scales Qian Renxue found were unlikely to be from other dragons, so could it be...

Wang Zhao took a closer look at the white dragon scales on Qian Renxue's hand, and finally found something different.

"This is a reverse scale."

Wang Zhao said.

"Reverse Scale?"

"Yes, and if nothing else, it belongs to the white dragon just now."

"oh."

Qian Renxue nodded and stretched her hand forward.

Wang Zhao pushed back gently.

"Xiaoxue, please keep it first. Keep it with you at all times. It may also help you disguise your martial spirit."

Qian Renxue accepted it silently. Anyway, she and Wang Zhao would basically never be separated. If Wang Zhao needed it, she could give it to him at any time.

"Fake...disguised martial spirit?"

At this moment, Su Linglong's eyes widened slightly, and then she suddenly covered her mouth, realizing that she seemed to have heard something she shouldn't have heard.

Qian Renxue looked at Wang Zhao.

Wang Zhao gave her a "reassuring" look, then looked at Su Linglong with a hint of teasing, coughed slightly, and said slightly formally:

"Introduction, I am Wang Zhao, the current Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."

"ah?!"

Su Linglong was stunned for a moment.

Qian Renxue was also stunned, but she did not question Wang Zhao's behavior. After all, Wang Zhao must have his reasons for doing so.

In Wang Zhao's view, a seed genius who started at the Title Douluo level was already enough to formally participate in this plan, so there was no harm in showing his trust earlier.

"..."

After half a stick of incense, Wang Zhao waved his hand and smashed a loess wall at Electrolux's prompt. The three of them were instantly enveloped in a burst of white light and disappeared into the secret realm.

The inverted pyramid-shaped ancient ruins filled with loess suddenly trembled, and countless soil powders were scattered like fine salt. The entire secret space instantly became blurred, and then collapsed...

When Wang Zhao opened his eyes again, he realized that he was already in a dense forest. He subconsciously groped for the air, but couldn't sense it. The secret realm may have disappeared since then, or it may be difficult to enter again.

In this way, he made sure that the two women were by his side without any accidents, and then he felt relieved. Then he heard several shouts:

"Miss Young Master, are they you?"

"We are here."

Wang Zhao raised his head slightly, and soon saw the figure of the dynasty mahan Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, then the unparalleled dragon and snake, several dragon soul saints, and finally Qianjun Big Brother descended from the sky.

"Where did you just go?"

Qianjun Douluo asked with a serious face.

"I accidentally broke into a secret space, where..."

Wang Zhao roughly described the situation. After confirming that nothing would happen to Wang Zhao and Qian Renxue, Qianjun Douluo breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced at Su Linglong who was hiding behind Qian Renxue, looking a little scared, and then led the way. The masters continued to hide.

Wang Zhao also looked at Su Linglong at this time, groped in the bag on his shoulder, and then threw out a white-scaled lizard with about four hundred years of cultivation, and said:

"The mutation of your martial soul comes from this kind of soul beast. No matter what type of soul master you are, it is absolutely suitable to serve as your soul ring. Even if you don't consider these things, its light energy quality is uniquely high, so... …”

"Kill it now and break through."

Su Linglong looked at the unconscious white-scaled lizard, hesitated, and suddenly a trace of cruelty that was inappropriate for her age flashed in her eyes. A small knife suddenly appeared in her hand, and then she rushed forward.

Swish!

Not long after, a yellow spirit ring rose from the body of the white-scaled lizard.

Seeing this, Wang Zhao and Qian Renxue looked at each other and nodded in unison.

After a while, under the protection of the two people, Su Linglong quickly absorbed the soul ring, and her soul power level jumped to level 14.

It can only be said that she is worthy of being a girl who has been stuck in the card level for more than half a year and has many BUF blessings. While her luck attribute is full, it is also gradually radiating to her own talent and strength.

Suddenly, Wang Zhao thought that if the normal plot line was followed, Su Linglong would still end up being killed by the soul beast, or would she still accidentally break into the secret realm, but in the end, because of her weak strength, she would have to become a descendant of Mu En Jing. Hong glanced at the dead bones in the grave.

She may now be the so-called person who survives a catastrophe but will be lucky in the future.

"How is your first soul skill?"

Qian Renxue asked at this time.

Su Linglong paused, and a slightly more refined white scale tower appeared in her hand. The first soul ring of the century then rose. As the yellow halo flashed, the top of the tower emitted precious light, shining on Wang Zhao.

"The amplification effect seems to be very good, and there is some mysterious power against the dragon clan... It turns out to be an auxiliary martial soul."

Wang Zhao felt it carefully and appreciated Su Linglong. Su Linglong soon turned pale because of insufficient soul power, and passively withdrew soul power, and the white scale tower martial soul disappeared in her hand.

"You..."

Then, Wang Zhao thought for a while and said:

"You are not suitable to appear in the public eye for the time being, but I have some ideas for your martial soul training. You can stay with us for the time being, but you need to follow Wang Chao, Ma Han, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and others in the dark."

"After a while, Long Gong and She Po will return to the family to visit relatives. At that time, you will follow them and a little girl named Meng Yiran to practice together."

Su Linglong nodded her head obediently.

"Your Highness, um..."

"You should call me Brother Wang."

"Yes, Brother Wang!"

After arranging Su Linglong's affairs, Wang Zhao began to study the Dragon Pill.

He was seen sitting cross-legged in the tent, with the Dragon Pill in the jade box in front of him. The silver light radiated from his body, and the deep gray shadow of Alex slowly emerged.

Not long after, no one knew what the two were discussing, Wang Zhao's soul ring suddenly rose under him, and the first soul ring flickered faintly...