Douluo's Heroic Spirit

Chapter 222 Time flies
"Welcome back, Ontology."

As soon as Wu Ling appeared on the magic array, Xiaofen's crisp voice rang out. This feeling of being greeted when he returned home couldn't help but make Wu Ling's happy mood rise to a new level.

"Well, I'm back." Wu Ling responded softly and stepped out of the magic array, while Xiaofen followed Wu Ling and walked outside.

"Little fan, you don't know that there is an old immortal in that small world. He has lived for almost tens of thousands of years. But it's a pity that he is restricted by the world of Douluo Continent. He can only go back and forth over and over again. A few moves, even the interest I had just raised was gone."

Although the whole story of this matter can be known by just sharing memories with Xiaofen, Wu Ling still likes the feeling of being listened to, and Xiaofen is indeed a good person to talk to, and he is amazed and just right from time to time. All the questions made Wu Ling's self-esteem greatly satisfied.

Arriving in the courtyard, Wu Ling bent his legs and sat down on his own stone bench. He picked up the teapot on the stone table and poured it into his mouth.

"Huh~ It's so comfortable." Wu Ling put down the teapot and waved his hand to the waiting maid to take it. Then he turned around and saw the beautiful Hassan who had arrived beside him at some point.

"Oh, it's Baimai. He's very perceptive. Have you noticed anything?" Wu Ling asked Baimai Hassan with a smile on his face.

"Yes, Master, I feel that person's aura from your body."

"Bah bang bang~" Wu Ling clapped his hands gently and praised: "Very good perception, then come and see this person directly."

As soon as Wu Ling finished speaking, the Throne of Heroes replaced the stone bench he sat on. The golden summoning array lit up in front of Wu Ling and the others. Finally, a tall figure appeared in the center of the magic array.

Then, a gentle voice revealed a hint of strength, "There is no need to be timid, Contractor. The old man from the mountain appears at the call. I have no name. You can call me by the name that is easy to call me."

Looking at the assassin who looked like a skeleton swordsman, Wu Ling felt a sense of security in his heart. "Thank you for your response, Wang Hassan. I have countless depraved heads waiting for you here."

Unlike Wu Ling, who had been prepared for a long time, even Bai Mong had already guessed it, but as the last old man in the mountains in history, now seeing the first old man in the mountains in history, the Hassan among Hassan, his heart The excitement and anxiety are absolutely beyond words.

"The first...the first generation Master Hassan." Bai Mang knelt down on one knee and cautiously greeted Wang Hassan.

After Wang Hasan saw Bai Mang, the blue flames flashed in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he slowly raised his sword: "So it's Bai Mang? As the last Hassan, you use that What have countless wisdom accumulated, the desire of hundreds of souls to fight for the only truth? Idiot. Hand over your head!"

As Wang Hassan spoke, he was about to chop down Baimaang's neck. Regarding Wang Hassan's behavior, Baimaang didn't dare to make any move, while Wu Ling looked at what he did with a smile.

Finally, the big sword stopped at less than three fingers on Bai Mang's neck, and a faint voice sounded from Wang Hassan's mouth again: "Although I really want to say this... But now, we are all in the hands of the contractor. Sword, so go ahead and do your duty.”

"………yes!"

Wu Ling looked at everything that happened in front of him with a smile. He knew that although Wang Hassan was usually taciturn, he was still very gentle in his heart. Therefore, Wu Ling understood that his behavior just now was just It was to make Bai Mang identify him as the master and not to have any grudges in his actions just because he was the first generation Hassan.After letting Bai Mian go down, Wu Ling talked with Wang Hasan for a long time, and he also paid high respect to this being who had transcended life and death.

After that, Wu Ling also tried to use Wang Hassan's power. Especially under Wang Hassan's guidance, many hidden powers were also discovered, such as the "Crownless Martial Arts" and "Untitled Martial Arts" that are not in the game. Although there is no "natural body" in the game, in the setting, these abilities are real.

With these passive skills and martial arts, Wu Ling's body and martial arts have been strengthened again, but unfortunately, I am afraid that there are not many people in Douluo Continent who can make Wu Ling use martial arts.
After a long time, when the sun was setting, Wu Ling took Wang Hassan back. After all, there was no one he needed to behead yet.

At night, after winter turns to spring, the temperature is still chilly. Ordinary people still need to wear thick clothes, but Wu Ling is sitting there wearing only that thin black windbreaker, and his strong body gives him the ability to stand in front of him. The power of nature is the capital to do whatever you want.

Looking at the stars in the night sky, a hint of recollection gradually appeared on Wu Ling's calm face.

"Little fan, time flies so fast. It only took 19 years from the time I awakened my martial spirit at the age of six to the time I became invincible in the mainland at the age of 13."

"Body, are you lamenting the time, or are you lamenting your own changes?" While asking, Xiaofen refilled Wu Ling's cup of hot tea.

Wu Ling picked up the cup and took a sip of the hot tea. Feeling the bitterness and fragrance spreading in his mouth, he couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Maybe it's both. Just like this hot tea, I didn't like drinking it at first, but how could I have imagined at the time that I drink it almost every day now."

Wu Ling closed his eyes as he spoke, feeling the coolness caressing his face, and an incomparable sense of satisfaction gradually filled Wu Ling's heart.

"I have only obtained the eighth spirit ring now, but look, strength, power, wealth, fame, I already lack everything. Even feelings, I don't have many regrets. When I came to Douluo Continent, Tang San also I was beaten, and so was Yu Xiaogang. Whether I die or not is just a matter of my words. Even if I am only one step away from becoming a god and living forever, I can take this step whenever I want. Pass."

"So, main body, do you have any ideas?"

"Well, I'm too lazy to think about the last ninth soul ring. I'll just make sure it's the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King. If you want to practice, just let it go." After pondering for a while, Wu Ling suddenly said: "There's still one year left. It’s another continent-wide high-level soul master competition.”

"Yes."

"...One year is enough. After this competition, the story of this world will come to an end. But before that, let me enjoy it."

　Aries is not very good at writing invincible articles, and with the current strength of the protagonist, I feel that there is nothing left to write about Douluo, so the Douluo chapter is about to end. Let’s see if there will be another thirty or fifty chapters to end, and then we will start. It’s the moon-shaped chapter,

　　
　
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