Douluo: a deer

Chapter 114
"After this battle, how is Qingzhou?"

Deep in the scorched black pit, a weak voice came from inside.

On the black stones scattered around, the blood color was solidified, Qin Huan peeled off the boulders pressing on his body, and turned over with difficulty.

Then he lay down on the ground that was still hot, panting continuously.

Aftermath...

He survived, he couldn't believe it himself.

There was a not-so-bright beam of light from above the pit, but even so, it was much better than the dark sky before.

Qin Huan squinted his eyes, and the tear gland soaked the debris in the eye sockets, which relieved the soreness a lot.

He looked up at the human-shaped shadow on the roof of the pit, and there was an emerald green halo in his eyes.

But Qin Huan didn't seem surprised.

He asked again: "How is Qingzhou?"

"Like... you... the rest of your life after the catastrophe."

The figure on the top of the cave hesitated, as if he didn't quite adapt to his current situation.

With a sudden pounce, he dived into Qin Huan's hole.

Only then did Qin Huan see it clearly and grinned.

It really is...Yan!

Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it Mo Chu now.

Mo Chu is the name of the little wooden bird.

To put it more simply, this is the real Yan, the real owner of this body.

On the eve of the decisive battle, he found out that he could control the leap of the dragon's veins, and unexpectedly found that the undigested blood pill in his body was refined under the rush of this huge energy.

The increase of the soul returned with forgotten memories, and he finally knew the whole story.

He is the child of the Mo family who grew up as a container of Yan Zu, and he is the grandson that grandma has always cherished.

Always……

But his childhood was not good, torture... pain... blood flow, has been entangled in his whole body.

Grandma surrendered her soul to the patriarch and voluntarily became a puppet like a walking dead, just to let the clan let her grandson go and use her body as a container.

But how could the ambitious patriarch of the Mo family let the poor grandfather and grandson go... He promised on the surface, but broke his promise. The brutal experiment did not stop. What he wanted was the purest body.

And not a stubborn, begging soul!
But this child was not what he wanted, even though he was dripping with blood, he was still clinging to death in this broken body.

The inhuman torment is intensifying, from the bloody head to the slashed to pieces, and then continue to burn the heart, and even the tribe even manipulated the poor child's grandma to tear her grandson alive!
To kill is to punish the heart... Mo Chu can't hold on anymore, even though he has the power of Yan Zu's unlimited recovery.

Reborn again and again, destroyed again and again.The wounds were scarred and continued to bleed, but what was more serious was the trauma of the soul. When the chest was opened, it was riddled with holes.

"Do people live because of the soul or the body?"

In a trance, he looked at the grandma who was tearing his flesh and blood before him and stopped just like that, tears flowed from his dull and empty eyes.

This is the second third-rank Yanshi-Minghun who has successfully broken through after the old patriarch of the Mohist retreat.

Grandma's will was reborn from the puppet, and the grandparent and grandson's counterattack began.

After that day, only half of the Mo family members were left, and there were ruins everywhere, and the head of the Mo family screamed in hatred from the ruins.

In the end, the old patriarch left the customs, and Yipin Yanshi defeated the grandfather and grandson steadily.

Grandma wanted to escape with Mo Chu after she was defeated, but was stopped by the old patriarch, and finally fled with burning cultivation bases.

What surprised the old patriarch the most was that the old woman had somehow learned the magical art of seizing the veins with her hands, and pulled the entire Mo family's luck against the enemy, which allowed the grandfather and grandson to escape.

He glanced bitterly at the tall tower not far from the emperor, which was where Si Tianjian was located, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In the end, the grandparent and grandson were still allowed to escape, and all the luck of the Mo family was taken away with them, but Mo Chu's body was left behind, and only his soul was taken away by the grandma.

Because of the frequent use of assimilation authority in Mo Chu's body, after reaching a bottleneck period, a soul composed of mottled memories was born, which is the subsequent Yan.

But the Mo family, who did not want to be devoured by the hungry wolves around them, escaped from Dayan overnight holding the coffin of the old patriarch's retreat.

From then on, the story ended, and the last grandma made Mo Chu a new body, a puppet body, and this was the birth of the little wooden bird.

Mo Chu lowered her head and finished telling his story calmly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

But Qin Huan still felt his sadness.

Yan's body is getting closer to the puppet, and he can't express his feelings like a human being.

Qin Huan felt that if he could, this young man would definitely cry loudly.

My childhood was miserable, my relatives left, and even I became such a ghost, which is difficult for ordinary people to accept.

But Mo Chu in front of her eyes seemed to let go.

"I still remember grandma's voice and smile. Her wish, and what she hopes most, is that I can live like a normal child."

He raised his head, the sunlight at the entrance of the cave seemed to be a little brighter, and even his heart seemed to warm up.

He hadn't felt the feeling of his heart beating for a long time.

This is the proof that he, Mo Chu, is truly alive!
Mo Chu covered his chest with his hands, feeling the slow beating of his heart, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his dull face.

"Grandma, have you seen it? This is my body, both body and soul, complete me! No one can take it away!"

"The grandson will live on in the name of Mo Chu!"

Qin Huan smiled lightly and looked at the silent and whispering Mo Chu in front of him, who seemed so stiff just now, but now there was a little more liveliness and anger.

That's good, save yourself enlightening, if you let him coax others, he won't.

Qin Huan felt relieved.

So he patted Mo Chu on the shoulder, and stepped up to the top of the pit.

Now his aura is so majestic that jumping several thousand meters at a time is nothing.

This is the miracle of being promoted to a third-rank martial artist, breaking the extreme, breaking the extreme, breaking through the limits of the human body, and being promoted to the extraordinary.

Compared with the human body, the extraordinary body has already surpassed too much.

Qin Huan looked around in the face of the rising sun, he squinted his eyes, it was indeed a barren scene, and he felt a little embarrassed.

At this time, he heard a sound behind him.

It turned out that Mo Chu also came out of the pit.

"What should we do now?" Mo Chu asked like Qin Huan, a little at a loss.

Although he is no longer a little wooden bird, Mo Chu is still used to relying on Qin Huan. Perhaps in his eyes, companionship is what he yearns for the most. Apart from his deceased grandma, only Qin Huan will remember him in this world.

Besides, following Qin Huan, there is meat to eat.

Qin Huan was about to ask about the current situation in Qingzhou when he heard Mo Chu murmur.

"When I was pulling the dragon's veins, I found that someone underground had deployed a large space teleportation array."

"Teleportation array?" Qin Huan was surprised.

Is there a teleportation array under the dragon vein?

"Dragon veins throughout Qingzhou." Mo Chu added, as if he had known its function for a long time.

Qin Huan just looked at him quietly and didn't make wild guesses. He hated riddlers the most, half-spoken.

"Ahem." Mo Chu scratched her head resentfully, and found that Qin Huan didn't guess, so she lost interest, "The energy when Yan detonated the dragon veins can trigger this large teleportation array."

"Do you know what it means?"

Qin Huan's eyes lit up, and he finally understood why Mo Chu said that Qingzhou was safe.

He originally thought that after the explosion, the Qingzhou servants would definitely suffer heavy casualties, but he didn't expect that someone would make such a big deal.

On the other hand, there is probably only that person who can have such an initiative and courage.

Qin Huan looked at the east, and in astonishment, he seemed to see a laughing old man sitting on the gossip table, nodding to him.

Dayan Division Tianjian--Jianzheng!

The old man seemed to be omnipotent.

Qin Huan came back to his senses with a drop of cold sweat, and he could no longer see the old man with a playful smile in front of him.

He turned his head, and Mo Chu looked at him in a daze.

"Where are the people in Qingzhou sent, do you know?" Qin Huan asked.

Mo Chu now has the authority of Yan, and this kind of investigation is the easiest for him. If you search for the place where the dragon veins are most vigorous, you will be able to find the scattered people of Qingzhou.

At this time, I saw Mo Chu nodding his head. It turned out that he had investigated it before.

Mo Chu pointed to the ground with a dignified expression.

"underground?"

"No..." Mo Chu shook her head, then pointed down again, "It's still below."

"Still below? Under the dragon vein!"

(End of this chapter)