Chapter 117 Rest
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Hui Shuo Hua De Mo Wang
"Su Yi! Why did you destroy my puppet? You know how important this toy is to me, you know!"
The old man became angry with embarrassment. Seeing that his overnight achievements were shattered, his heart was already bursting with anger.
"I'm going to cut off your limbs today to see if you have a chance to destroy my things. The sun will rise and the moon will rise soon. I don't believe that you still have a way to escape..."
The old man picked up the fragments of his puppet, wiped them distressedly and put them on the ground. He took out some glue and tried to stick them all together, but no matter how he did it, the puppet could not be completely glued back.
This made him, who was a master sculptor, even more angry. He punched the ground, strode over, pointed at the incomplete puppet, and shouted: "Boy, you know what this is, but it is also a puppet that I have collected." , if you break it, I will use your body as a puppet and make you my slave for life!"
When the old man approached the golden light, the surrounding souls seemed to be afraid of something, and unconsciously stepped back a few meters away. Su Yi also showed a sneer at this moment.
"You finally came."
"Oh?" The old man was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Dugu Bo suddenly opened his eyes and violently grabbed him into the sacred light. This made the old man who was still in an angry state blush. Change.
He had just confirmed that Dugu Bo had not woken up at all. Why did he wake up when he was close to him? Could it be that he was being tricked?
Su Yi sneered, "Haha, old man, the attack I just made was not for you, but for the puppet under you. I listen to your tone, you regard this toy as life, so I will treat it as life." After it was destroyed, you must have been so angry that you wanted to kill me for revenge, which just gave me the chance to catch you!"
The old man was so angry that he trembled all over, "What do you mean by this? Do you think I am afraid of you?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The old gentleman has extraordinary magnanimity and is like a dragon or a phoenix among people. But you should have something."
"What do you mean?"
The old man's heart skipped a beat, "I don't understand what you mean?"
"You should have something similar to expelling souls, otherwise those ghosts wouldn't be so afraid of you."
"I, I can't understand what you are saying. I don't know if you are mistaken."
Dugu Bo was too lazy to talk nonsense and started searching him. Sure enough, he had a piece of dark ancient jade pinned to his waist. This piece of ancient jade was so cold that you could feel an unprecedented cold feeling when you put it in your hand.
"When I entered the village, it should have been caused by this piece of ancient jade. And this old guy relied on his own ancient jade to attack the villagers here and refine them into puppets that obeyed his orders. It can't be said that they were puppets. It’s just spiritual shame.”
Linggui means that the soul body becomes the puppet of the caster, which also symbolizes being enslaved for life.
After taking the token away, the old man's expression changed greatly, "Give it to me, give it back to me quickly!"
Dugu Bo pushed him to the ground. The old man was only level 73, so he was of no use in front of the titled Douluo.
The old man looked frightened, "Let me go, let me go, I don't dare to do it anymore, please."
"Little monster, what should I do with this guy?"
"Throw him out."
"Throw it out?" Dugu Bo frowned. He finally caught it, so let him go out now?
"Old monster, you have forgotten that he is controlled by this piece of ancient jade. Now that the ancient jade is gone, let them resolve their grievances. Twenty years of grievances should not be too weak."
Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes, what the little monster said was a solution.
The old man knelt on the ground, "No, don't throw me out, don't throw me out!"
He knew better than anyone else that if he had not been thrown out, he would have been killed by these ghosts.
But now he couldn't help it. Dugu Bo grabbed his neck and threw him directly out of the golden light.
The old man rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, making his face look disgraced, "Damn guys, as long as I can leave alive, you will all die!"
"Old guy, without Gu Yu, you will still die here after all!"
Sure enough, all the ghosts who were still loyal to him came over and pressed him to the ground immediately, rubbing him crazily.
"Ah, you beasts, I gave you life, I gave you the chance to live, stop it, stop it!"
Screams, begging for mercy, and roars continued to sound.
The front was too bloody. Su Yi turned his head, but Dugu Bo stared closely at the old man not far away.
"Little monster, you said this old guy is dead, then how do we know the specific location of the evil soul master?"
Su Yi: "???"
He turned to look at Dugu Bo, their eyes met, and he suddenly realized what the purpose of his visit was.
Just to figure out where the evil soul masters gathered, now that the old man was torn into pieces, it was impossible to get any useful clues.
Su Yi covered his head and sighed, "It's all in vain again."
At this moment, a man in gorgeous robes walked over step by step. The man bowed deeply to the two of them, "Thank you both for avenging us."
"Can you speak?"
The man nodded, "Now that the sun is about to rise, I want to tell you a secret?"
"Twenty years ago, this old guy passed through this place and turned three hundred compatriots here into mummies, and their souls were refined into souls."
"And I'm just a nobleman passing here. Let me introduce myself. My name is Rist, Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace, Level 83 Attack-type Battle Soul Douluo."
"What, you are Rest!" Su Yi stood up suddenly. He had heard of his name, and it was also recorded in the books of Wuhun Palace.
Rest was 43 years old. He had broken through to the Contra realm and was the youngest person to break through to the title in the future. However, the good times did not last long. Rest unfortunately died while performing a secret mission. His body was missing and could not be buried.
In the end, Wuhun Palace could only write it into history books for future generations to learn from.
"Oh, you know me?" Rist looked surprised, "Are you from the Spirit Hall too?"
"I am the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Su Yi."
"Are you His Highness the Son of God?" Rest hurriedly knelt on the ground, "My subordinate, Rest, pays homage to His Highness the Son of God."
Su Yi took back the Tianyuan Holy Halberd and helped him up, "Senior Rist, you don't need to be polite, tell me what happened?"
"Yes, Your Highness Son."
"Twenty years ago, His Majesty the Pope asked me to come here to investigate missing persons. However, when I entered here, I felt a biting coldness all over my body, and I saw a series of illusions before my eyes."
The old man became angry with embarrassment. Seeing that his overnight achievements were shattered, his heart was already bursting with anger.
"I'm going to cut off your limbs today to see if you have a chance to destroy my things. The sun will rise and the moon will rise soon. I don't believe that you still have a way to escape..."
The old man picked up the fragments of his puppet, wiped them distressedly and put them on the ground. He took out some glue and tried to stick them all together, but no matter how he did it, the puppet could not be completely glued back.
This made him, who was a master sculptor, even more angry. He punched the ground, strode over, pointed at the incomplete puppet, and shouted: "Boy, you know what this is, but it is also a puppet that I have collected." , if you break it, I will use your body as a puppet and make you my slave for life!"
When the old man approached the golden light, the surrounding souls seemed to be afraid of something, and unconsciously stepped back a few meters away. Su Yi also showed a sneer at this moment.
"You finally came."
"Oh?" The old man was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Dugu Bo suddenly opened his eyes and violently grabbed him into the sacred light. This made the old man who was still in an angry state blush. Change.
He had just confirmed that Dugu Bo had not woken up at all. Why did he wake up when he was close to him? Could it be that he was being tricked?
Su Yi sneered, "Haha, old man, the attack I just made was not for you, but for the puppet under you. I listen to your tone, you regard this toy as life, so I will treat it as life." After it was destroyed, you must have been so angry that you wanted to kill me for revenge, which just gave me the chance to catch you!"
The old man was so angry that he trembled all over, "What do you mean by this? Do you think I am afraid of you?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The old gentleman has extraordinary magnanimity and is like a dragon or a phoenix among people. But you should have something."
"What do you mean?"
The old man's heart skipped a beat, "I don't understand what you mean?"
"You should have something similar to expelling souls, otherwise those ghosts wouldn't be so afraid of you."
"I, I can't understand what you are saying. I don't know if you are mistaken."
Dugu Bo was too lazy to talk nonsense and started searching him. Sure enough, he had a piece of dark ancient jade pinned to his waist. This piece of ancient jade was so cold that you could feel an unprecedented cold feeling when you put it in your hand.
"When I entered the village, it should have been caused by this piece of ancient jade. And this old guy relied on his own ancient jade to attack the villagers here and refine them into puppets that obeyed his orders. It can't be said that they were puppets. It’s just spiritual shame.”
Linggui means that the soul body becomes the puppet of the caster, which also symbolizes being enslaved for life.
After taking the token away, the old man's expression changed greatly, "Give it to me, give it back to me quickly!"
Dugu Bo pushed him to the ground. The old man was only level 73, so he was of no use in front of the titled Douluo.
The old man looked frightened, "Let me go, let me go, I don't dare to do it anymore, please."
"Little monster, what should I do with this guy?"
"Throw him out."
"Throw it out?" Dugu Bo frowned. He finally caught it, so let him go out now?
"Old monster, you have forgotten that he is controlled by this piece of ancient jade. Now that the ancient jade is gone, let them resolve their grievances. Twenty years of grievances should not be too weak."
Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes, what the little monster said was a solution.
The old man knelt on the ground, "No, don't throw me out, don't throw me out!"
He knew better than anyone else that if he had not been thrown out, he would have been killed by these ghosts.
But now he couldn't help it. Dugu Bo grabbed his neck and threw him directly out of the golden light.
The old man rolled on the ground more than a dozen times, making his face look disgraced, "Damn guys, as long as I can leave alive, you will all die!"
"Old guy, without Gu Yu, you will still die here after all!"
Sure enough, all the ghosts who were still loyal to him came over and pressed him to the ground immediately, rubbing him crazily.
"Ah, you beasts, I gave you life, I gave you the chance to live, stop it, stop it!"
Screams, begging for mercy, and roars continued to sound.
The front was too bloody. Su Yi turned his head, but Dugu Bo stared closely at the old man not far away.
"Little monster, you said this old guy is dead, then how do we know the specific location of the evil soul master?"
Su Yi: "???"
He turned to look at Dugu Bo, their eyes met, and he suddenly realized what the purpose of his visit was.
Just to figure out where the evil soul masters gathered, now that the old man was torn into pieces, it was impossible to get any useful clues.
Su Yi covered his head and sighed, "It's all in vain again."
At this moment, a man in gorgeous robes walked over step by step. The man bowed deeply to the two of them, "Thank you both for avenging us."
"Can you speak?"
The man nodded, "Now that the sun is about to rise, I want to tell you a secret?"
"Twenty years ago, this old guy passed through this place and turned three hundred compatriots here into mummies, and their souls were refined into souls."
"And I'm just a nobleman passing here. Let me introduce myself. My name is Rist, Platinum Bishop of Wuhun Palace, Level 83 Attack-type Battle Soul Douluo."
"What, you are Rest!" Su Yi stood up suddenly. He had heard of his name, and it was also recorded in the books of Wuhun Palace.
Rest was 43 years old. He had broken through to the Contra realm and was the youngest person to break through to the title in the future. However, the good times did not last long. Rest unfortunately died while performing a secret mission. His body was missing and could not be buried.
In the end, Wuhun Palace could only write it into history books for future generations to learn from.
"Oh, you know me?" Rist looked surprised, "Are you from the Spirit Hall too?"
"I am the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Su Yi."
"Are you His Highness the Son of God?" Rest hurriedly knelt on the ground, "My subordinate, Rest, pays homage to His Highness the Son of God."
Su Yi took back the Tianyuan Holy Halberd and helped him up, "Senior Rist, you don't need to be polite, tell me what happened?"
"Yes, Your Highness Son."
"Twenty years ago, His Majesty the Pope asked me to come here to investigate missing persons. However, when I entered here, I felt a biting coldness all over my body, and I saw a series of illusions before my eyes."
