Douluo's Summoner

Chapter 111 A Strange Reunion

"At the fifteenth, I joined the army, and I returned at the eighties. I met the people in the village, and there was someone in the family." '

Mu Qing left at the age of eight, and is now more than 16 years old. Although there are not as many years as in the poem, the mood is the same.Even Mu Lian and Mu Qing had been separated from him for three or four years.

When he came, his footsteps were fast, but the closer he got to the Holy Soul Village, the slower Mu Qing's footsteps became.He is timid!

Standing outside the holy soul village, Mu Qing silently looked at the peaceful and peaceful small village in the distance, and the excitement and longing in his heart rushed to his heart all of a sudden.Zhu Zhuqing and the twelve girls stood there far away in one-piece black robes and hoods, not daring to come forward to disturb them.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.Mu Qing took a deep breath and walked slowly towards the Holy Soul Village.

Facing him, a familiar figure came into view. Old Jack was walking tremblingly towards Notting City, leaning on a cane.It's the annual awakening time again, it's time to go to the Wuhun Temple to invite the master soul master to awaken!

Mu Qing's eyes were red, she went up to meet her, and was about to speak.

"My lord, why are you here in person!" Old Jack suddenly stopped, bent down respectfully, and spoke!

Mu Qing was dumbfounded, he suddenly felt his throat was congested, heartbroken, he was so uncomfortable, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Old Jack waited for a while, but couldn't wait for an answer, raised his head, and looked at Mu Qing quietly, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.Quickly took out a few gold soul coins in his pocket, stretched out his hand tremblingly, handed it to Mu Qing, and said with a smile, "Look, I'm so confused, how can I let my lord make this trip for nothing!"

Seeing Old Jack's flattering expression, Mu Qing burst into tears instantly, and two lines of tears rolled down his cheeks instantly, submerging under the pitch-black robe.

He took a deep breath, reached out to take the money in Old Jack's hand, lowered his voice, "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" As soon as he finished speaking, he only felt that his heart was as if someone had killed him It's so uncomfortable, even, it's so uncomfortable that you want to die!

Old Jack nodded and bowed quickly, turned around, and led Mu Qing to the Holy Soul Village.

Mu Qing glanced at Old Jack's back silently, resisting the desire to step forward to help, lowered his head, and hid all his expressions under the mask and hood.

Raising his foot, Mu Qing slowly followed behind Old Jack, walking towards the hometown that he once dreamed of.

Suddenly, Mu Qing's body trembled slightly, and the snow wolf disappeared behind him.

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stopped, gave a few instructions to Sister Mu Chun, turned around, walked towards Notting City, completely let go of his steps, and moved forward quickly.

And Mu Qing, back and forth, old Jack didn't notice at all.

He was still chattering about the history of Holy Soul Village, the story of that old-fashioned Soul Sage.He also talked about Tang San and Mu Qing.When talking about Mu Qing, he still sighed, saying that if Mu Qing was alive, maybe there would be two soul saints in Holy Soul Village.

In the end, he also talked about Tang San expectantly, saying that perhaps in a few decades, Holy Soul Village would be renamed Title Village.

Behind him, Mu Qing took off his hood and mask.Silently followed behind Old Jack.And every word of old Jack, once tired of hearing it, now, now, every word is like a sharp knife, piercing into his heart fiercely.

While talking, Old Jack turned his head and saw that Mu Qing had already taken off his mask, looked at him a few times, and said with admiration, "My lord, you are so young."

Mu Qing raised his head and silently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.He said hoarsely, "Let's go!"

The two entered the village.

Standing where Su Yuntao once stood, Mu Qing put his hands behind his back, calmly looked at the familiar Wuhun Palace in front of him, and fell silent.

Behind him, Old Jack said, "My lord, wait a moment, I'll go and call the children in the village!"

Mu Qing silently looked at the Wuhun Hall in front of him, waved his hands, and said nothing.

Old Jack walked away trembling.

Wiping away the unstoppable tears, Mu Qing completely emptied his mind, stopped thinking about Holy Soul Village, and instead thought about something else. Finally, the pain in his heart eased a lot.

After a while, Zhu Zhuqing quietly came to Mu Qing's side and handed him a bag.Mu Qing took it and put it in the ring.But Zhu Zhuqing's body disappeared in a flash and disappeared in place.

The village soon became noisy.The adults took their children out of the house one after another and walked towards the Wuhun Hall.

Even those whose children were less than six years old also walked out of the house one after another to join in the fun.

In seven or eight years, the children have grown up in batches, and Mu Qing even saw the little friends who had awakened with him, and now they have become parents.

The next moment, a familiar figure stepped out of the house with a child in his arms. Mu Qing gritted his teeth, looked at Mu Lian's much older face, held back tears, and just looked at .

Next to Mu Lian, there was a woman about 30 years old, with a big belly, she looked at Mu Qing in front of the Wuhun Hall curiously, and turned her head from time to time, saying something to Mu Lian beside her.

Behind the three of them, a young man stared at the simple and honest face, and also looked enviously at the Wuhun Palace.

"My lord! My lord!" Old Jack's voice sounded.

Mu Qing was shocked and came back to his senses.He withdrew his gaze, looked at the dolls behind Old Jack, pulled the corner of his mouth hard, pulled out an ugly smile, and said, "All here? Let's start!"

As he said that, with a slight wave of soul power in his hand, he pushed open the gate of Wuhun Hall.

He walked to the statue of the seraphim, turned around calmly, and looked at the seven six-year-old children who walked into the Wuhun Hall.There was a softness in his eyes.Innocent children can always arouse love in human hearts.

"My name is Aoki, a level 24 soul master, your guide. Now, I will awaken your martial souls one by one. Remember, don't be afraid of anything that happens!"

As he spoke, Mu Qing took out a package, opened it, took out six small black stones, waved his hand, and landed in front of him, forming a hexagonal shape.

He motioned for the first child on the right to stand in the middle, and his eyes suddenly flickered. How familiar is this scene?

Sighing, behind him, a huge snow wolf appeared instantly, and two yellow soul rings rose slowly under his feet.There was a commotion from the children.A few, even receding slightly.As for Mu Qing, he has tried his best to suppress his cultivation.

He said softly, "Don't be afraid!"

The child in the middle of the hexagon regained his composure and quickly straightened himself up.

Mu Qing smiled slightly, stretched out his finger, and the six golden soul powers instantly submerged into the six awakening stones. "Stretch out your right hand and feel it carefully!"

While speaking, Mu Qing inadvertently mobilized his real martial soul, a ray of pure soul energy mixed with a ray of true energy (really a ray.), under the cover of golden light, quietly merged into his body .

The golden energy continuously stimulated his martial soul, but what Mu Qing sent out also took the opportunity to quietly change his aptitude.

(End of this chapter)