Man in Douluo, Martial Soul Fallen Angel

Chapter 160 Qian Daoliu, the first day of survival in the wilderness of Bo Saixi

After spending several hours getting through to the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's house, it was already dusk outside.

The cold wind howled, and in a medium-sized stone cave, a beautiful figure shrank into a ball. The three thousand hair, which was about the same height as her body, was scattered randomly around her body, and some of it was stained with extreme cold. Lots of dirt.

And this person was Bo Saixi, whose soul power was knocked out by Qian Renhan's ninth soul skill.

In front of Bo Saixi, there is a blond middle-aged man who is carrying palm tree branches, camphor tree branches and some stones collected to take care of the cave. Besides Qian Daoliu, this blond middle-aged man can also be who.

Palm branches are the best material for tents in the wild. They provide shelter from wind and rain. Camphor tree branches can repel mosquitoes. The mosquitoes in the deep mountains and old forests are extremely numerous and more savage. People who smell it like it the most.

"Qian Daoliu, I'm cold and hungry."

Bo Saixi's originally slender figure became even more fragile after shrinking due to the cold. I felt pity for her. She was still wearing a cloak pulled from the Qiandaoliu armor, and her broken red hair was wrapped around her body. On the skirt.

Qian Daoliu had taken off his armor a long time ago. He had lost his soul power and could not even be possessed by a martial spirit. His physical fitness was about the same as that of a great soul master. He had even taken off his hard and heavy armor. It came down and was made into a predator weapon. There were only two simple pieces of clothing left inside, and the blue cloak on the armor was covered by Bo Saixi.

Qian Daoliu turned to look at Bo Saixi and sighed helplessly. They had lost their soul power, and their soul guides could not be used. They were surrounded by deep mountains and old forests, and there were no supplies such as tents, food, etc. It was basically impossible not to restore the soul master's strength. Leave and survive in the wild. The first step is to find water, the second step is to make a fire, and the third step is shelter.

Fortunately, Qian Daoliu traveled around the mainland with Tang Chen when he was young and accumulated some knowledge, which was finally put to use today. As for Bo Saixi, this guy who has basically spent his whole life on Poseidon Island is a complete burden. We have to carry this burden with us in our past friendships.

Afterwards, the water source was found, and the shelter was found in a stone cave. There was no fire source, and no food was found. In the remaining time, Qiandaoliu could only find some leaves to shelter from wind and rain and repel insects, otherwise the cold and hard floor of the stone cave would Can you lie down and sleep all night and still be able to get up the next day?
After thinking again and again, Qian Daoliu handed the coat to Bo Saixi, leaving only a single piece of clothing on him, and said, "You put it on first, I'm doing this, it's not cold."

"Thank you."

Qian Daoliu said again: "The food hasn't been found yet, so just be patient. I will go look for it alone tomorrow morning. If I can find the kindling and successfully start a fire tomorrow, you can help me look after the fire if you can."

Bo Saixi nodded. She looked at Qian Daoliu's laboring figure and tried to keep quiet, because she knew that in this deep mountain and forest, the only one she could rely on was Qian Daoliu.

After a while, Bo Saixi wrapped himself in a warm coat and asked, "How long do you think it will take for us to regain our strength?"

"I don't know, I've never seen this soul skill before, and I know very little information about fallen angels."

Qian Daoliu said angrily, how could Qian Renhan be so ruthless? After sealing their cultivation, he threw his grandfather into the mountains and forests. You must know that he had never thought of killing Qian Renhan. If After abolishing his cultivation level, he was brought back to Wuhun Hall and treated like Bibi Dong.

If he hadn't been a well-informed and experienced Qian Daoliu, he wouldn't have survived for three days if it were Qian Xunji, and that's without Bo Saixi being a dragster.After a while, Qian Daoliu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "A hammock has been set up. You can go in and have a rest first. If you get sick, I can't cure you in this forest."

After hearing those last words, even though Bo Saixi was reluctant and worried about the hidden danger of Qian Daoliu, she still had no choice but to go in. The hard and cold stone slab below had already made her buttocks feel extremely uncomfortable.

The hammock is made of four arms-thick branches made into two On top of the two X-shaped branches, the bed board is made of branches that are wrapped around and around the thickness of the wrist.

This hammock is long enough and not even half a meter wide. It can only accommodate one person at most.

Of course, if the two were on the thin side and slept sideways, they might be able to lie down together. Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi's bodies were just right, but unfortunately this wonderful picture did not appear.

Qiandaoliu, who was lying on the hammock with her back to Bo Saixi, did not fall asleep. It should be said that she did not dare to fall asleep. She was really worried that Qiandaoliu would get out of his bestiality and do something to her.

But Bo Saixi is obviously over-worrying. Qian Daoliu is not paying attention to her at all now. The most important thing now is to survive. For him, an old man who has lost his soul power for a hundred years, he has to catch up on his sleep quickly. He won't have it until tomorrow. Focus on solving food and fire problems.

Nearly half an hour passed, and the sky became almost completely dark. Qian Daoliu finally set up his hammock. When he was about to lie down on it, he looked up and saw Bo Saixi and was stunned subconsciously.

Bo Saixi, a centenarian, climbed and walked in the deep mountains and forests for the first time, and was almost killed by Qian Renhan's ultimate move. How much energy was left, so he fell asleep without holding on for long. Lying down turned into lying down.

And the exquisite curves wrapped in fabric were completely exposed under Qian Daoliu's eyes, especially the fair and straight calves exposed by tearing up part of the long skirt for natural activities. For leg control enthusiasts, it is estimated that they will pounce on her tongue. Oral impulse.

At this time, Qian Daoliu recalled that he left the Douluo Palace to let Qian Xunji get married and inherit the Seraphim spirit. His old man was also a Seraph spirit, and Bo Saixi was the Poseidon spirit, which belonged to Qian Ren. First love, bloodline talents are all first-rate. If there is a descendant, it is even possible to inherit two martial arts. Isn't it a sure thing that the talent will inherit the angelic status?
And here, with the physique of a Qiandaoliu man, it would be absolutely not difficult for the Overlord to draw the bow, and Bo Saixi would not be able to resist.

But Qiandaoliu soon got rid of the idea of ​​Cave Douluo in his mind. No, absolutely not. As a loyal believer of the Angel God, Qiandaoliu would never do anything that would tarnish the Angel God.

However, there are indeed no talented girls in the Wuhun Hall. Juniors like Hu Liena and Tianyao, Qian Xunji has the face to attack, and Qian Daoliu has the strength to fight.

On the one hand, there is a high possibility of inheriting the twin martial arts, inheriting the angelic throne, and being able to marry his first love, and even now. On the other hand, there is the belief in the angel god. Qian Daoliu finally chose the latter.

On the one hand, Bo Saixi is not Bibi Dong and does not owe the Spirit Hall. Even he cannot do the extreme methods of Qian Xunji. On the other hand, their generation was ruined by the successors of the Angel God, and Qianjia still has descendants. After all, there is hope for future generations, and for future generations.

After thinking about this, Qian Daoliu sighed deeply, seemingly letting out his sorrow for not offering sacrifices to the successor of the Angel God. Then he lay down in the hammock, covered himself with some palm leaves, and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)