Douluo: A wife is given at the beginning, and the wife is actually Yin

Chapter 28 Madam was injured again? "Who did it...?" "There is already a way to kill yourself."

There was something wrong in the atmosphere in the yard.

Under the sweep of Jiang Yin's domain, no breath could escape.

Sensing the bloody cold air, he was suddenly frightened and rushed in.

"Ma'am, what's wrong with you...?"

Ah Yin, who was lying beside the bed, was breathing weakly and had a cold body temperature.

Her condition was much worse than when Jiang Yin first took her in.

There was even a faint aura of death surrounding it.

But fortunately, the Madam's origin core was not damaged, so it would not affect her life...

Jiang Yin held the delicate Ah Yin in his arms, and saw that her eyebrows and eyes were painted with two strokes of red rouge.

"This is how the same thing?

Who did it? "

Jiang Yin felt that the ghostly aura was too strong, and even had a faint smell of danger.

Can threaten him...

Could it be a Titled Douluo?

But that wasn't right. His wife was just an ordinary, delicate woman. How could she be involved with a Titled Douluo?

'...'

As Jiang Yin was sighing, he sensed the throbbing of his wife's soul. What made her so frightened?

Jiang Yin frowned suddenly.

"Brother Yin," Ah Yin broke free from the evil spirit and gradually woke up.

Those pale eyes became confused and distraught.

"Ma'am, who hurt you like this?"

Jiang Yin's stern face turned cold, "......"

"Brother Yin, I," Ah Yin's lips were trembling slightly, "I did this myself."

"What?" Jiang Yin was surprised, obviously unable to believe it.

"Because of some special reasons, Brother Yin, I can't tell you yet...

I’m just scared now.”

Ah Yin was afraid that her identity as the Hundred Thousand Years Blue Silver Emperor would be exposed, and her husband, who was not even a soul master, would collapse to the ground in fear.

Even if Jiang Yin doesn't dislike her.

Because she is a soul beast, she will be targeted by various forces, which will double the pressure and eventually cause them to leave her.

Jiang Yin saw the fear in the lady's eyes, and simply took her in his arms, giving her a little warmth.

"Okay, then don't tell me.

No matter what, I will stand by your side,” Jiang Yin’s simple words made Ah Yin tremble all over.

This damn sense of trust can actually warm my heart.

So, this was the first time in all these days that Yin took the initiative to kiss me.

Jiang Yin was frightened and took advantage of the situation to satisfy A Yin's request.

'...'

Dark as ink.

Jiang Yin sat alone in the yard with a frown on his face, expanding his territory to cover most of the Holy Soul Village.

Looking for that ghostly aura.

'...'

"Wooah," the little girl walked out of the room with a long yawn, and saw Jiang Yin with eyes full of resentment.

"You didn't sleep?"

Jiang Yin was suspicious.

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at him and cried silently, "How can I sleep when you guys are making so much noise?"

What made Ning Rongrong feel strange was that this guy was just an ordinary person, and he was blind at that.

Not even ordinary people.

How did the Hundred Thousand Years Blue Silver Emperor get into a life of revelry and death every night?

Ning Rongrong suffered this kind of mental torture almost every night.

“Let me ask you, what happened today?
Did you know that?

Jiang Yin's eyes suddenly lit up. The little witch probably knew the whole story.

Ning Rongrong, who was being asked, suddenly paused while yawning, and put her hands on her chest, "Is there something that Master doesn't know?"

Jiang Yin shook his head honestly.

It was unclear why the blocking occurred, or if it was a malfunction of the sign-in system... In short, he knew nothing about his wife's affairs.

What's more, Jiang Yin is the one who acts as a "prophet" and bullies others in Douluo Continent with a script.

In fact, he is not a real 'prophet'.

Ning Rongrong saw that he had lost his composure for once, but she did not provoke him at all. Instead, she warned him firmly, "Forget it, don't ask. It will do you no good. The other party is someone you can't afford to offend."

Jiang Yin is an expert in storytelling and forging.

But in terms of combat power, a hundred of him combined are not as good as an ordinary soul master.

What's more, this is a problem that even a hundred thousand year old soul beast like Ah Yin, the Blue Silver Emperor, cannot solve.

If I tell Jiang Yin, does that mean he will die?!

The key is that Jiang Yin cannot die yet, as his forging skills are related to the lifeblood of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

'...'

Hearing this, a hint of coldness flashed across Jiang Yin's eyes.

He can't afford to offend?!
Could it be that Madam has some enemies?
Jiang Yin suddenly thought of the fact that his wife had fled to the Holy Soul Village. Could it be that his wife had some secret identity?
'...'

Seeing Jiang Yin sighing, Ning Rongrong raised her eyebrows and playfully raised her index finger, "Of course, if you can join our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and refine exclusive hidden weapons for our sect.

I might consider asking Grandpa Jian to help you..."

'...'

Ning Rongrong also proudly showed off the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's background, intending to win over Jiang Yin.

But unfortunately, when she looked up again, she could no longer see any trace of Jiang Yin.

Obviously ignored her.

Ning Rongrong was so angry that she stamped her feet on the spot, "Humph!"

She has always been the core of the family and the best among the disciples since she was a child. We can only listen to her.

No one dared to interrupt her yet.

"Ah," when Ning Rongrong was about to go back to her room for a nap, she suddenly discovered that the weapon, the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle, in the forge was missing.

And Zhuge's magic crossbow.

He even took away the half-finished Soul-Hunting and Life-Taker Gall that the guy had made using countless poisons.

Ning Rongrong was stunned immediately, and all sleepiness disappeared.

"Is this guy really going to kill someone?"

"Do not be silly……"

Ning Rongrong's jaw dropped.

The difference between Jiang Yin and that soul master is like that between the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. It would not be an exaggeration to say that there is a world of difference between them.

It's purely a suicidal act!

However, Ning Rongrong thought again and realized that this guy was just an ordinary person, and he was blind.

Even if I tell him where the Spirit Hall is, can he find it?
"Hehehe..."

remarkably brave.

But the ability is not enough.

After Ning Rongrong figured it out, she yawned, went back into bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Smelling the sweet air, without the sound of flute playing between husband and wife, she soon fell into a dream.

'...'

"Fuck!"

A cold figure landed on the ground, and the handsome man with a black scarf and eye mask had his feet dangling in the air, like a god descending from heaven.

In an instant, the soul power in this place reached a peak.

Eight red, black, black, black, black, black, red soul rings descended from his forehead, forming a terrifying deterrent force in the night.

If the villagers went out and saw Jiang Yin at this time, they would definitely be scared out of their wits!
"The six realms of reincarnation look at the infinite space."

open.

At this moment, a hole was torn in the night sky before Jiang Yin's eyes, revealing a different atmosphere.

Ghostly.

The place under Jiang Yin's feet was the bustling market in Shenghun Village during the day.

'Why would this powerful person come to the Holy Soul Village market?'

Jiang Yin followed the other party's breath and explored all the way. Finally, he gradually discovered the clues.

For a moment, Jiang Yin's whole body was wrapped in a chill, even colder than the temperature at night!

His murderous intent was already revealed.

(End of this chapter)