The starry forest in the evening is the most wonderful time. The killing and bloody smell in the daytime have been curbed a lot, restoring the tranquility and tranquility of the original small bridge house.

At this moment, in a valley outside, two old and young sat around the fire.

A few drops of oil stains flashed across the pheasant barbecue on the bonfire stand, and the smell was full of fragrance.

Song Wuxin sat at one end and slowly turned the bracket so that every inch of the chicken could even heat it.

He took out all kinds of seasonings from the space ring and sprinkled them on it. In an instant, the forest began to stir up. In his perception, many powerful soul beasts were gathering here along the fragrance.

Among them, there are even many powerful ten thousand-year soul beasts comparable to the Soul King.

Such a fragrance could not shake Yan Shikun's slightest. Song Wuxin's action of taking out the ingredients out of thin air was seen in his eyes, and he felt even more shocked and suspicious.

If he expected it would be some kind of space treasure.

But every thing that kind of thing appears on Douluo Continent is enough to trigger a crazy fight and blood flows into a river.

Who is this young man? Not only does he have soul bones, but he also has such space treasures.

"Advisor, where are you from?"

The deputy personality replied casually: "I came to the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to obtain scriptures..."

Song Wuxin: "...You stay honestly, don't come out and roam everywhere, it's so irritating."

Sub-personality: "I think I am stunning. Since the creation of the world, I am afraid you are the number one person in the ages."

Song Wuxin warned the deputy personality and then replied concisely: "Wowo Village."

Upon hearing this, Yan Shikun was stunned for a moment and frowned slightly, "I seem to have heard of this name somewhere..."

"I dare to ask the master, where is my home?"

Yan Shikun thought to himself, it's really rare that this kid would actually speak and ask questions.

As for my origin, there is actually nothing to hide. If I lie, it will seem unpretentious and have ulterior motives.

"If you want to say it carefully, it is quite legendary. You may not imagine that you can cultivate to the level I am now. In fact, when I awaken my soul power, I only have one level of soul power."

Song Wuxin looked up slightly and looked at him.

The innate first-level soul power is indeed wasteful.

But even if he only has the first level of soul power, he can actually cultivate to the current level of level 89 Soul Contra, which is indeed full of legend.

Seeing Song Wuxin looking at him, he patted his forehead, "Oh, I'm old and I always like to talk. I'm from the Holy Soul Village, an inconspicuous small village under the Tiandou Empire. I guess you haven't heard of it."

Sub-personality: "…"

Song Wuxin: "..."

The two stood there on the spot.

Puchi Puchi, the roasted chicken on the bonfire rack was accidentally roasted, but Song Wuxin didn't notice it at all.

Because it was really shocking.

Holy Soul Village?

You said I don't know?

You are really wrong now. I just know, don't ask me why.

"Come to the Conrad of the Holy Soul Village? Hasn't there only one soul saint since ancient times... Could it be?" The deputy personality shook the ancient palm-leaf fan in his hand, circled around Yan Shikun, and was amazed.

The deputy personality looked at Song Wuxin: "Hey, I said, can he be the soul saint that Old Jack kept muttering in the original work, right?"

"It's him!"

Sub-personality: "It's him, it's his, our little Nezha, can't you say two more words?"

Song Wuxin: "It's him!"

Subpersonal personality: "...Okay, you won."

After estimating the time, Tang Hao was probably a few years older than him at this time, and he was still early before Tang San was born.

Song Wuxin quickly withdrew his mind and looked at the bonfire stand. His eyes suddenly paused, and the tip of his nose faintly drifted over the burnt smell.

After a while, a drizzle suddenly floated in the night sky. Yan Shikun went out for a while and brought some banana leaves and lotus leaves, preparing to build a simple temporary shelter.

But when he returned to his original place and saw the tent that had been laid at the intersection of the three giant trees, "..."

"Why didn't you say it earlier if you have a tent?"

"You didn't ask."

“…”

The tent is relatively large, and it is more than enough to accommodate two people.

Inside the tent, Yan Shikun stared at Song Wuxin's blood-red eyes for a while. Song Wuxin was nothing, but he himself, and a little chilled in his heart.

He quickly looked away, and then asked inadvertently: "Advisor, you are sucking other people's soul power for yourself today. That skill should be a skill attached to the soul bone, right?"

The side personality who was drifting outside the tent was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound. The palm-leaf fan that had been shaking in his hand also stopped moving and closed it with a snap.

I don’t know how many times I have practiced this movement, but it actually has a natural charm.

He raised his head to the forty-five degrees and looked into the night sky. After a while, he was silent, and said, "The fox's tail is finally revealed!"

In the tent, Song Wuxin's expression did not change much as before. When he heard Yan Shikun's question, he paused slightly in his heart, and then replied coldly: "Yes!"

Yan Shikun was delighted, as he expected.

But he still had a kind and kind look on his face. Dun Dun taught: "That skill will hurt the world. It is better to use it less in the future, so as not to cause criticism from fellow practitioners. You will be killed as an evil soul master. However, if you have a master beside you in the future, you will be much safer... By the way, can you let your master see your soul bone?"

Song Wuxin snorted coldly in his heart, snorted coldly and laughed coldly, but his face was still calm and indifferent, as if he was not very scheming, and his right hand was slightly raised.

In an instant, a red light filled the entire tent. From a distance, it seemed like a lantern was hung there.

The red is not a simple red, but blood-red, but not pure. It is mixed with wisps of black aura, wandering around his right hand.

Looking closely, Song Wuxin's right hand at this moment had turned into a pair of blood-like black and red scaled claws.

The scales looked like dragon scales, but they were not entirely true, because they also had inverted hook-like poisonous stings on it.

Once that kind of inverted hook poison sting is inserted into the human body, it cannot be pulled out. The piece of flesh and blood that is touched must be tear off.

The poisonous sword blade with the back hook scale flashed with a red light, and the murderous aura was so fierce that Yan Shikun's right eyelid couldn't stop jumping.

What a scorching thing!

"Soul bones attached to the outside!"

Suddenly, Yan Shikun finally found another point and said in surprise.

"The teacher has good eyesight!"

Song Wuxin exclaimed coldly.

Since his words have always been cold, the coldness in his words at this moment has been ignored by Yan Shikun.

His attention at this moment was completely concentrated on this right arm soul bone.

This is an external soul bone... Even for other soul bones of higher grades, six pieces are not as good as one external soul bone.

The greed in Yan Shikun's eyes has been revealed!!!

At the same time, a luxurious carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of Wowo Village under the dark night.

The curtain of Xiuqi Pearl Car in Nanhai slowly opened, and a little misty light was cast from the carriage, making the night seem a little brighter.

Finally, a pair of crystal shoes slowly stepped out...

In an instant, the night sky became much brighter.
Chapter completed!