Douluo: Fallen Fallen

After thinking about the past for a while, Tang Hao suddenly frowned, "What kind of breath is this?"

In the dense forest, Yue Qun was covered in blood and had an evil aura. After running for some distance, he stopped to rest for a moment.

"Hmph, where did this little mouse come from? He actually brought people from Wuhun Palace here."

Yue Qun was startled and was about to open his mouth to ask, but his eyes suddenly widened, "Heh...heh...heh"

He waved his hands wildly, his throat moved up and down, but no sound came out.

"Crack-"

There was a slight sound of bone cracking, and Tang Hao threw Yue Qun to the ground casually, and glanced speciously in the direction where Yue Qun came from.

"Forget it, let's spare their lives for now."

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Li Yan led the soul master team to the dense forest, quickly set up a formation, pointed at a group of people and said: "You guys, go to intercept outside the Holy Soul Village first." Then he looked at the group of people around him: "Follow me. Let’s chase him together, spread the encirclement, and be sure not to let him escape!”

"Yes, Hall Master!"

The crowd dispersed with a roar and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

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"Palace Master, he was already dead here when we found him."

Li Yan narrowed his eyes. The evil soul master he was chasing actually died first. Who did it?

"Palace Master, according to our preliminary judgment, this evil soul master should have died after someone broke his neck."

Li Yan's eyes widened: "What do you need to say? Even a blind man can see it."

"Blind..." The man subconsciously wanted to say something, but wisely closed his mouth.

Even a blind man can’t see!He cursed secretly in his mind.

"Collect the team, let's go back. Come two people and take this evil soul master back."

"Palace Master, are you going to stop checking?" Su Yuntao boldly came up and asked.

"Can you find out who did it? If you can find out, go and find out."

Su Yuntao suddenly stopped talking.

To be able to easily crush a great soul master who is close to the soul master, the person who takes action must be at least in the soul king realm.

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"Your request has been agreed to for a period of five years. This is the permission token." Ying Qingxi accepted the token handed over by Su Yuntao and thanked her with a smile.

"In addition, your application to join the Wuhun Academy has been approved by the Wuhun Headquarters. You can leave tomorrow. We will arrange a special carriage to take you there."

"Okay." Ying Qingxi responded.

Wuhun Academy, the genius concentration camp of Wuhun Palace.

This admission application was not applied by Ying Qingxi on his own initiative, but by someone like Ying Qingxi who automatically joined the Wuhun Academy when submitting the application.Otherwise, if an ordinary soul master wanted to join Wuhun Hall, there would be so many things.

As he was leaving tomorrow, Ying Qingxi hurried back and handed the things she had prepared in advance to her mother Wu Qingqing.

Not only did he become a soul master, he also joined the Wuhun Hall and became a big shot in the Wuhun Hall. Wu Qingqing was also very happy and kept telling Ying Qingxi some things.

He was a big shot to them, but he was definitely nothing in the Spirit Hall. Wu Qingqing knew this very well, so she told Ying Qingxi to protect herself carefully.

"I got it, mom, don't worry." Ying Qingxi didn't feel impatient. Her mother was the only relative left, and it was because she was worried about her that she nagged her.Ying Qingxi felt very warm.

"This time, I will not let others destroy it again." Ying Qingxi swore secretly in her heart.

Ying Qingxi took out the simple drawings she had drawn, "Mom, do you think you can understand these drawings?"

Ying Qingxi had no professional knowledge, so she only drew a prototype and general style, leaving the rest to Wu Qingqing and others to figure out. However, it may be that Wu Qingqing was gifted in tailoring, so she just took a look and made some gestures with her hands. , Wu Qingqing nodded.

"It should be possible."

"Then you and the other aunts can discuss how to make these." Ying Qingxi took out a few drawings again. The drawings she gave now were all simple and elegant clothing styles that were not revealing.

As for other styles, we will wait until later. If the reputation can be achieved, we will naturally follow up. If the fame cannot be achieved, then there is no need to follow up.

Wu Qingqing touched a piece of cloth and smiled kindly.

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The next day, Ying Qingxi, who had developed a habit, got up for a morning run.There is no so-called body training method in this world, and she can only rely on these simple things to improve her physique bit by bit.

After her morning run, when she came to the entrance of the courtyard, Ying Qingxi found that the oil lamp in her mother's room was still on.

There were no oil lamps in the small village, and they couldn't afford to use them at all. How could Wu Qingqing waste oil lamps so early in the morning?With her temperament, this would definitely not be the case.Ying Qingxi quietly leaned forward and discovered that Wu Qingqing was leaning in front of the oil lamp, sewing something carefully with needle and thread.

Needless to say, Ying Qingxi knew what her mother was doing.

As the saying goes, "Threads are in the hands of a loving mother, and clothes are on a wanderer's body." Wu Qingqing must have thought that Ying Qingxi liked those styles of clothes, so she rushed to make them overnight.

When I was in elementary school and junior high school, I often saw a lot of compositions praising my mother and father, and there were even more composition selections. However, the same things were written over and over again, which made people wonder whether they had really experienced it, and whether it was true. There were so many sighs at the time.

But at this moment, Ying Qingxi truly felt the heavy love.

This was something she couldn't refuse.

"Mom." Ying Qingxi called softly, because she was afraid that she would shout loudly and startle Wu Qingqing.

Wu Qingqing was stunned, then looked up, "It's dawn... Xiao Xi, wait a minute, it's almost there."

Ying Qingxi said softly "Hmm" and came closer.

Wu Qingqing's hands were not pretty and had calluses. Ying Qingxi was a soul master and her observation skills were more careful than ordinary people. She could see a red dot on one of Wu Qingqing's fingers.There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and her eyes were lightly bloodshot.

Ying Qingxi did not stop Wu Qingqing from continuing to sew. Only by accepting her mother's kindness was the greatest respect for her.

After waiting for a while, Wu Qingqing finally finished making the entire set of clothes.

"Come on, let's try to see if it fits."

This is a set of modern Hanfu children's clothing.It is actually not accurate to say that it is Hanfu, it should be called ancient style clothing.This style just makes the tedious steps of getting dressed easier.

The clothes with a blue base fit perfectly on the body, and the green-orange skirt pleats are decorated with colorful carvings, making it even more lively.In addition to clothes, Wu Qingqing also made a cyan ribbon.She picked up the comb and called for He Qingxi to sit aside. With her black hair hanging down, she combed the comb from the tip to the end of her hair with great gentleness.

Tie the green ribbon and secure it with a hairpin.Wu Qingqing nodded with satisfaction.

"Not to mention, our Xiao Xi is really a beauty. She will definitely be a beauty when she grows up." Wu Qingqing joked.

Normally, there was only a village and a small town separated, but today, she and Ying Qingxi had not met for a few days before they had to part ways again. This time, they would be farther apart and longer.Wu Qingqing's heart trembled at the thought of this.

"Mom, don't worry, I will send you a letter when I have time." Ying Qingxi held Wu Qingqing's hand.

No matter how reluctant she was to say goodbye, she still had to say goodbye. Wu Qingqing still watched Ying Qingxi get on the carriage sent by Wuhun Palace, and stood at the city gate quietly watching the carriage go away until it disappeared.Then, she coughed lightly, covered it with her hands, and looked at the bright red in silence.

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