Douluo: I can copy everything

Chapter 25 is over, I have a showdown!
"Why do I detect the same aura as mine on his body? This aura is... six...

This is impossible! "

Xue Qinghe took Qin Yang's soul master letter from Salas and confirmed it repeatedly.

"Qin Yang, the mouse spirit is born full of spirit power, there is nothing wrong with it."

Xue Qinghe put down the letter, and began to silently look at Qin Yang.

"Or... this little guy is hiding something on purpose, it's interesting."

"I forgot to introduce, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe." Salas introduced.

"Hello, Your Royal Highness, my name is Qin Yang." Qin Yang dared not be careless, the difference in status between the two was too great.

"You're welcome." Xue Qinghe showed a bright smile, like the warm sun in winter, making people feel at ease.

"Hi, it's our first time meeting." Xue Qinghe took the initiative to stretch out her white and flawless right hand, and smiled at Qin Yang with a warm smile.

Qin Yang was startled, and said in his heart: Xue Qinghe and I have never met before, he is so enthusiastic, he can't be trying to win me over because of my talent, no, I have joined the Wuhun Temple long ago, and even win me over, Or...she knew about copying the Seraphim spirit?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
To be on the safe side, Qin Yang promptly put the "Qian Renxue" document into the recycle bin.

The moment the palms of the two touched, Qin Yang felt the warmth and softness of the owner of the palm, his skin was even smoother than a woman's skin, and brighter than jade, Qin Yang only noticed these.

But Xue Qinghe frowned, then gradually relaxed, and greeted him with a smile again.

"How is it possible? Could it be that I felt wrong before, this Qin Yang really didn't..."

The two palms loosen...

"Bishop Salas, congratulations on having another genius in the Spirit Hall. He is already at the thirtieth level at a young age, and he is born with full soul power. More importantly, his second soul ring is still at the millennium level. You know, In today's whole world of soul masters, there are very few soul masters who can achieve the second soul ring, that is, there are almost no soul masters." Xue Qinghe praised.

"His Royal Highness, you are flattering me." Salas smiled, feeling more and more in his heart that Qin Yang was hiding something, but he didn't know why?
According to patience and curiosity, he could only report the matter to the Pope, and he needed to ask for the meaning of the above.

"Qin Yang, you have worked hard all the way, go to the temple to rest first." Salas said.

"No need for Mr. Salas, I just came to the temple. I have rested enough before and traveled all the way. This is the first time I left Notting City and came to Tiandou City. I have had enough fun along the way. up.

I want to go to the Sunset Forest to get the third soul ring now, and I ask Lord Salas to agree. "Qin Yang said like this.

The matter has come to this point, seeing Qin Yang is so determined, Salas will not stop him anymore.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to go to the Sunset Forest with you."

Just when Salas was about to arrange for someone to go out with Qin Yang to hunt the soul ring, Xue Qinghe beside him suddenly said.

"It's just right, I'm about to go out to hunt soul beasts, how about this, Bishop Salas, let Qin Yang go with me, I also want to see this little guy whose second soul ring is in the millennium , How did you create a miracle by yourself." Xue Qinghe looked at Qin Yang with a half-smile, his eyes full of deep meaning.

At this moment, Qin Yang instantly understood what Xue Qinghe meant.

That's right, this woman has developed a strong curiosity about herself. In her eyes, Qin Yang is a "?", with a clear identity, a clear name, and a martial soul "?".

A congenital soul master with full soul power, relying on his own efforts to cultivate to level 11 under the premise of poor resources in Notting City, and he is only [-] years old this year, if Qin Yang's martial soul is a waste martial soul, it is almost impossible People believe.

According to Yu Xiaoan's words, there is no martial soul with a disabled martial soul, only soul masters with a disabled martial soul.

This sentence will be changed.

Instead, there are only waste spirits, and no waste soul masters.

"This……"

Salas' complexion sank, Xue Qinghe's action was undoubtedly an open solicitation, you must know that Qin Yang is from the Wuhun Palace, and he was also named by the above.

This time, Xue Qinghe gave Salas a headache.

Finally, Qin Yang got on Xue Qinghe's carriage, feeling like the wind was rustling and the water was cold.Inside the Spirit Temple.

Salas is in a very bad mood at the moment, Xue Qinghe's actions are undoubtedly in front of him, no, it should be the Wuhundian's face, he really thinks their Wuhundian is vegetarian.

click~

Salas pushed the door open.

"Elder!"

Salas hastily closed the door.

In front of him was an old man holding a golden snake spear. This person was a titled Douluo Elder in the Wuhun Hall.

"You don't have to worry about Qin Yang's affairs." The old man Snake Lance said indifferently.

"But..." Salas hesitated to speak, but he also followed the meaning above.

"Don't let you worry about so much nonsense?" The old man with snake spear frowned, and the aura he exuded made Salas almost unable to stand.

"Yes."

Seeing this, Salas could only bite the bullet and agree.

After watching the old man with the snake spear leave, Salas sighed self-consciously: "Leave me alone, I will not care, when the Pope asks, I will have a reason to reply, life is hard, I am a messenger, Is it easy for me?"

Salas muttered in a low voice, then took out a clean sheet of paper from the drawer, and wrote down Qin Yang's affairs in detail, and he planned to report it truthfully.

Xueqinghe's carriage left the gate of Tiandou City smoothly.

Inside the carriage, Qin Yang was fidgeting, looking out the window from time to time, seeing that he had already left the range of Tiandou City, at this moment, he panicked even more.

"Little brother Qin, why are you panicking?" Xue Qinghe smiled, clearly seeing that Qin Yang was in a panic.

"I will not eat you."

Qin Yang laughed: "What did His Highness the Crown Prince say? I didn't panic, I really didn't panic."

"Then why are your legs shaking so much?"

Qin Yang: "..."

"Brother Qin, is your spirit really that mouse?" Xue Qinghe asked again.

She is also a soul master, and understands what a good or bad martial soul means to a soul master.

"I want to say that my martial soul is just a mouse, and it's still a useless martial soul, do you... believe it?" Qin Yang asked cautiously.

"Do you believe me?" Xue Qinghe looked at Qin Yang with burning eyes.

Well, I can't hide it anymore, I have a showdown!

Qin Yang looked around, "Let's go into the forest, here...it's hard to say."

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe gave up. Seeing Qin Yang's appearance, it was obvious that something was hidden in his heart.

Xue Qinghe had never seen his mouse spirit, and he had read many books about it before.

Xue Qinghe said that there is no record of this kind of weapon spirit.

Not only is there no record, even in the Wuhun Temple...

Only Qin Yang can explain the real origin of the mouse.

(End of this chapter)