Douluo: Emperor of Light

Chapter 38

"Qingyang, you're back!"

Following Tie Zhu's shout, they surrounded Qingyang immediately, blocking Qingyang at the door, a little at a loss.

Maybe it's because of the long separation, Xiao Bo and Tie Zhu's eyes are especially warm, Ya Si's face is full of admiration, and Xiao Xuan's face is full of curiosity.

Qingyang looked at these familiar but somewhat changed partners, even after four years, they still missed him so much.

Tie Zhu's skin became darker, perhaps because he was in the blacksmith shop, his muscles were bulging, and he was already full of masculinity at a young age.

Xiao Bo put on a pair of glasses, and he looked refined overall, and his eyes seemed to have a bit of wisdom in them.

It seems that these two childhood partners are doing well, and the disaster at the age of six did not have an irreparable negative impact on them.

Qingyang felt at ease, and was really happy for them.

"Qingyang..."

Xiao Bo yelled, he was so excited that he forgot what to say.

There seems to be a lot to say, and it seems that I don't know where to start.

"Hurry up, hurry up, what do you look like, Qingyang rarely returns to the village, why don't you let him sit?"

Aaron was blocked at the door, pretending to be angry and teaching him a lesson.

Immediately, the few people around the door showed embarrassment, and hurriedly dispersed, Tie Zhu even regained his mind, and took the initiative to pull Qingyang into the house.

"Qingyang, sit down quickly. After all these years in Wuhundian, you will definitely miss the village! These foods that you were hungry for when you were young, but we specially prepared them for you, you must eat more."

The smile on the corner of Qingyang's mouth became softer, he nodded and sat in front of the table.

Hot toast, fresh milk specially purchased in the city, sweet cakes, fruit platter, lamb, oxtail potato soup, and even some rare red wine tenderloin.

As Tie Zhu said, these foods all have local special flavors. Although the food in Wuhundian is more refined, with better nutrition and taste, it does not have this nostalgic taste.

"After dinner, let's rest for a while, and then go to the city to play, Qingyang, you will be surprised to see the changes here!"

There was a bit of mystery in Xiao Bo's words, and it was obvious that he had already prepared for this.

As Ya Si and Xiao Xuan brought up some of the last food, the atmosphere in the room became more enthusiastic.

Especially Tie Zhu and Xiao Bo, facing Qingyang now, they seem to have endless words to say.

Aaron smiled and watched them chatting and talking, and he felt very comforted by the warmth of home.

"Big brother, I heard from everyone that you have joined the Wuhun Temple, can you tell me how many levels you are now?"

Holding the cookie in one hand and the knife in the other, Xiao Xuan finally interjected while Xiao Bo and Tie Zhu were free for a few words, and looked at Qingyang with sparkling eyes.

"Brother Qingyang must have become a soul master, no, it should be a great soul master, Wuhundian will not accept people casually!"

As soon as Yas heard this, he immediately became excited, as if he was even happier than being a soul master.

He has admired Qingyang since he was a child. He thinks that Qingyang is a great hero. He not only saved many children, but also made the village better and better. The pride of the village is recognized by everyone.

Xiao Xuan's question is not difficult to answer.

Qingyang remembered that Village Chief Yalun said that Xiao Xuan had just become a soul master, so he should be very curious about the world of soul masters, just like all children.

He smiled, touched Xiao Xuan's little head, and said: "I am just a soul master now, with a soul power of 37, which is not like those geniuses. If you work hard in the future, you can reach this level."

Yes, after four years, according to the division of this world, Qingyang indeed only has the level of soul master.

Among them, because of his own fundamental existence, he was severely injured by almost erasure, and he slept all the time. With the help of the three light and shadow stones, he slowly recovered his body and spirit.

For this reason, his level has not been raised very high.

But in terms of strength, Qingyang is confident that he can take down a soul king in an instant. As for the higher ones, he hasn't tried it, so he doesn't know for sure.

"Qingyang, that's amazing!"

Tie Zhu gave a thumbs up and praised without any disguise.

"Yeah, our village seems to have produced a great soul master a long time ago. Qingyang, you have broken the record in the village."

Xiao Bo couldn't help but raised his eyes, and there was excitement on his face.

"Big Brother is indeed a genius who was picked up by the Hall of Spirits!"

Xiao Xuan was full of envy. Under the eyes of the deacon of the Wuhun branch, she had a preliminary understanding of soul masters, and she knew better what it meant.

Hun Zun, for a remote village, is already a very important figure, not to mention that Qingyang is still so young and has greater potential for advancement.

"As expected of Brother Qingyang!"

Yas even stood up, shouting with a slightly loud voice and an excited expression.

"Hunzun, is there any danger? I heard that besides some civilian jobs, the Wuhun Palace will also have a combat department."

Aaron is not like a child, he only cares about being happy for Qingyang when he hears this.

His rich life experience could not help taking this aspect into consideration.

Qingyang smiled and shook his head, not wanting them to worry about him.

Just as he was about to say something to hide, there was a knock on the door.

"Dengdengdeng~"

After the knock on the door, there was a young man's, small but clearly audible shout: "Is anyone there?"

"It's Deacon Yuan, the martial spirit he awakened for me, and told me a lot of knowledge."

Xiao Xuan shouted happily when he heard the familiar voice.

The village chief stood up with some doubts, opened the door, and led Deacon Yuan in.He is the oldest here, considered an elder, it is more appropriate for him to open the door.

After a while, a relatively young man aged 27 or [-], wearing the standard uniform of Wuhundian deacon, walked over under the leadership of the village head, giving people a feeling of trust.

"I'm Yuan Fei, I'm really sorry to bother you."

As soon as Yuan Fei entered the door, he was sincere and politely apologized to everyone.

"Deacon Yuan, why did you come here? Could it be because of me?"

Xiao Xuan jumped off the chair and came to Yuan Fei, asking with some expectation.

"Xiaoxuan, it's a pity that I came here with a mission, not because of you."

Yuan Fei shook his head, and after he finished speaking, he scanned the room, and his eyes fell on Qingyang.

"Captain Qingyang, you have finally appeared. The situation of Wuhundian is not very good now. If possible, please hurry back as soon as possible. Wuhundian needs your help."

Yuan Fei hurried forward two steps, saluted slightly, with a hint of eagerness in his tone.

(End of this chapter)