Weeping Soul Says "Thank You, Uncle Luo"

Luo Xingyun said, "Don't be so outside, you saved Xuan'er, I haven't thanked you yet." ”

Weeping Soul said, "Because Luo Mingxuan is my brother, this is how it should be." ”

Luo Xingyun smiled, "I'm really happy for you, this is a relatively high-level wind beast, you should be there on the first day of school if you go all out." Seeing that Luo Xingyun had given him a good wind beast, the weeping soul was very happy, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Uncle Luo, then I'm leaving now, Uncle Luo, please stay......"

Luo Xingyun said: "Here are some food, I don't know if you are to your taste." ”

Weeping Soul smiled and said, "It's okay, Uncle Luo, thank you" said that Weeping Soul immediately jumped up and jumped onto the back of the Wind Beast, and rode away on the Wind Beast.

Luo Xingyun looked at the back of the departing weeping soul, and only nodded his head.

Inside the Violet City in the Northern Regions. The three teenagers are working hard to cultivate every day, and they don't care about the three, seven, twenty-one, and they don't rest until they are exhausted. Luo Mingxuan, Nangong Yu and Yang Xiaohan took turns fighting every day. My heart is full of enthusiasm and inspiration, and I want to avenge my brother. In this way, the three of them have cultivated wholeheartedly for ten days, and in one more day it will be the day of the opening of Violet Academy.

Nangong Yu sat on the edge of the martial arts arena and said, "Actually, according to normal speaking, the weeping soul should go back to the Leng family, but the weeping soul will not come back in another day, Luo Mingxuan, what should you do?"

Luo Mingxuan lowered his head and said, "The crying soul died to save me, so I plan to tell the truth." ”

Nangong Yu reminded, "Don't stimulate your weeping soul father, you know?"

Yang Xiaohan also nodded, "He seemed to almost die last time, and Aunt Fei was already angry and haggard, so I think this is very bad, let's hide it for a while." ”

Luo Mingxuan shook his head and said, "Long pain is better than short pain, I'll go back to Leng's house tomorrow." ”

Just when the three of them were discussing how to tell the father and mother of the weeping soul, a crisp and beautiful voice was as good as the chirping of a lark.

"Stinky rascal, stinky rascal, where are you!" Meng Xinchen shouted around the school with the nickname of the cold crying soul.

When Nangong Yu heard that it was Meng Xinchen, he immediately secretly said in his heart that it was not good.

"Luo Mingxuan, this girl is the girlfriend of the weeping soul, don't talk about it later. ”

"Oh, good," Luo Mingxuan said.

Meng Xinchen saw Nangong Yu and Yang Xiaohan and immediately ran over and said, "Xiao Yuzi, Xiao Hanzi, where is the weeping soul?" He should know that school will start tomorrow, and I will come a day earlier. ”

Nangong Yu said, "That's ......," Meng Xinchen said, "That, what, that." ”

Luo Mingxuan, who was next to him, saw Nangong Yu stammering, and immediately relieved the siege, "Sister-in-law, hello." ”

Meng Xinchen said curiously, "Who are you?"

Luo Mingxuan said: "I am the brother of the weeping soul. ”

Meng Xinchen was curious and said, "How did you meet?" ”

Luo Mingxuan: "We met two months ago. ”

Meng Xinchen nodded: "In this way, are you his brothers, don't you know the news of the weeping soul?"

Nangong Yuyu immediately shook his head after hearing this. Meng Xinchen was a little speechless.

"You don't know, then I'll ask the family of the weeping soul. Meng Xinchen said.

Luo Mingxuan immediately said: "Forget it, they don't know, I know." ”

Meng Xinchen said happily, "Where is the stinky hooligan?"

Luo Mingxuan was struggling with how to tell Meng Xinchen in his heart. "Weeping Soul,...... Weep...... Not...... Hmm" Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by Nangong Yu and Yang Xiaohan.

"Nangong Yu, you say" Yang Xiaohan covered Luo Mingxuan's forehead.

"That, Meng Xinchen, Weeping Soul went out to practice, maybe he might come back tomorrow. Nangong Yu said.

"I believe that he will definitely come back tomorrow, and tomorrow will be the battle between him and the young man Zhao Feiyang," Meng Xinchen said.

Nangong Yu also said positively, "Yes, yes, I think so too, you don't have to worry"

Meng Xinchen is a little strange, these people always feel that there is something to hide from themselves. "Nangong Yu, do you have something to hide from me. ”

Nangong Yu was shocked in his heart and said, "How dare I hide it from you!"

Meng Xinchen also felt that it was impossible, so he said, "Forgive me and don't dare, hum~"

Yang Xiaohan interrupted, "I am already a second-order martial artist now, I don't know how high your strength is now, Meng Xinchen?"

Meng Xinchen smiled and said, "My strength has reached the strength of a third-order martial artist from a first-order martial artist, hehe~ I'm amazing." ”

Nangong Yu and Yang Xiaohan were stunned. Yang Xiaohan said unconvinced: "We work hard to cultivate every day, why are you stronger than us? ”

Meng Xinchen said, "Your talent is too poor. ”

Luo Mingxuan said, "Your strength should have been forcibly improved, if I guessed correctly." ”

Meng Xinchen was a little surprised, "Huh~ How do you know, you're not bad." ”

Luo Mingxuan said: "Actually, I guessed. ”

Meng Xinchen said, "Your guess is quite accurate, you should be in the first or second grade of your age, but why haven't I seen you?" ”

Luo Mingxuan: "I...... I...... It's just here. Meng Xinchen nodded.

A few people chatted okay, and Meng Xinchen always wanted to see the crying soul in his heart, but he couldn't see it. From time to time, some people will come over, first of all, Liu Feng and Liu Ying, two brothers, and then Nalan Xiang, Cai Lingling and some other good sisters who play with Meng Xinchen, Niu Lang, Zhang Yun, Zhu Peng and others also came one after another, Liu Tianxun also brought Fan Heng and Fan Yuan two brothers here, and more and more people gathered.

Luo Mingxuan saw that so many people were following the weeping soul, and he felt that the weeping soul was becoming more and more unusual, he was so powerful in the first grade, and in the future, he would not want to go to heaven if he was powerful in a few years. But then the mood became super bad, because there was no future for the weeping soul, such a good cliff fell down, not to mention the martial artist, and the martial king would die if he went down.

However, when everyone was asking where the weeping soul was, all three of them said, "I've gone through the training, I'll be back a few days later." ”

Although the boss was not there, hundreds of people who came were chatting happily.

One day passed, and the next morning followed. People from all over the world came to Violet Academy one after another to sign up, and the uniforms were also of different colors.

During the holidays, the calm and comfortable Violet Academy suddenly became very noisy. And the most important thing is that today is the duel between Weeping Soul and Zhao Feiyang, last semester said that he was going to fight a duel alone, and this semester has paid more attention to this duel.

But, more importantly, the cold weeping soul has not yet arrived.

On the 21st duel arena, Se Gongzi had already shouted on the field, "Come and see, today will be a duel between me and the Leng family's young man and Leng Weeping Soul, this is a never-ending battle, come quickly, bet on me to win and only make money." "The No. 21 Duel Arena itself is relatively close to the center of Violet Academy, so the people who came to report gathered here to wait for Zhao Feiyang's duel.

Nangong Yu rushed to the No. 21 dueling arena with the people of the Soul Pavilion, and when he saw Zhao Feiyang's arrogant posture, he couldn't wait to punch him away.

Meng Xinchen said to Nangong Yu, "When will he arrive, he won't be delayed, right?"

Nangong Yu was speechless for a long time. Luo Mingxuan stood up and said, "It's okay, I'll just help him fight, you don't have to worry." ”

Meng Xinchen frowned and said, "You, is your strength okay?"

Luo Mingxuan said, "I'm now a fourth-order martial artist, I should be able to!"

Meng Xinchen said, "No, the stinky rascal won't forget this incident, I believe he will come, maybe on the way." ”

Yang Xiaohan was a little sad and ready to tell the truth, Luo Mingxuan shook his head and motioned to Yang Xiaohan not to tell the matter.

Zhao Feiyang, who was arrogant on the field, saw Meng Xinchen, so he said, "Oh~ Chen'er, you're here, are you coming to see me?"

Meng Xinchen said in disgust, "Are you worthy? ”

Zhao Feiyang smiled obscenely and said, "No, no, no, you will know in a while, how powerful I am, and how can a person like Cold Crying Soul be worthy of you?"

Meng Xinchen said, "What kind of thing are you, showing off your might in front of me." ”

Zhao Feiyang thought fiercely in his heart when he heard this, see that I don't ravage you to death, Meng Xinchen, you wait for me, although he thought so in his heart, he still smiled and said, "Then please come out of your cold crying soul and fight with me." ”

Liu Tianxun frowned and said, "Our soul brother will come in a while, what are you anxious about?"

Zhao Feiyang seemed to have just seen Liu Tianxun and said in surprise, "Oh~ It turned out to be a second-grade miscellaneous piece, you get out of the way for Lao Tzu, there is no room for you to speak here." ”

People on both sides are insulting each other, Bu Qingfeng of the sixth grade took his first battle general Tao Ziyi to the side as an audience, of course, not only these people, but also the fourth organization Leng Yang, He Ze, the ninth organization Leng Yue and Mei'er, and even the mentor Gu Mengqi of the weeping soul also came, and many characters from the Violet Academy gathered here.

Zhao Feiyang was a little impatient, so he scolded: "Leng Weeping Soul, where are you dead, why don't you dare to come out to fight, why are you Leng family people so cowardly, hahaha, if you don't come out again, your Meng Xinchen will be my person." ”

When Leng Yang heard this, he wanted to go up and abolish Zhao Feiyang, but was blocked by Leng Yue on the side.

Leng Yang said, "Why are you stopping me, he is scolding the people of our Leng family, I can't swallow this breath, I want to go out and clean him up." ”

Leng Yue said, "Now it's the battle between Brother Weeping Soul and him, don't go and stir up the situation." ”

Mei'er said, "Why didn't my dear weeping brother come?"

Leng Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Weeping Soul, I went out to practice, and now I haven't come back, so the head of the family is almost worried about death, and I don't know where he went crazy, and I don't know if I went home a day early." ”

Leng Yue saw a person in the field and said, "Someone has gone up." ”

Everyone's eyes were on the field, Zhao Feiyang looked at the good young man in front of him and said, "Who are you?

Luo Mingxuan stood on Zhao Feiyang's side and said, "I am Luo Mingxuan, the brother of the cold crying soul, I will fight for him." ”

Zhao Feiyang said disdainfully, "What qualifications do you have, let the cold weeping soul come in person, don't cower like a turtle." ”

Meng Xinchen said, "Xiao Yuzi, what's going on, what is Luo Mingxuan running up for? Didn't you say that the weeping soul would come later?"

Nangong Yu said, "It's okay, don't worry, don't worry, let Luo Mingxuan fight first." ”

Meng Xinchen felt that these people were talking strangely in the past few days, so she shouted, "Nangong Yu, tell me, what happened, tell me quickly." ”

Nangong Yu was sweating, and he felt that he couldn't hide it, so he lowered his head and said, "I said, don't cry, don't be sad." Meng Xinchen felt endless sadness from Nangong Yu's heavy tone.

Meng Xinchen said, "What's the matter, tell me quickly." ”

Yang Xiaohan said, "It's better for me to come, it's like this,............ Crying soul in order to save Luo Mingxuan...... He's dead. ”

When Meng Xinchen heard the news, it was like a thunderbolt from a sunny sky hitting his head. "How so, why? Why? Are you kidding around with me? "Even speaking seems to use all my strength, and it is sad to the extreme

Yang Xiaohan said bitterly, "No, we." ”

Meng Xinchen believed it instantly, so he couldn't even stand still.

Nalan Xiang saw that Meng Xinchen was about to faint, so she immediately stepped forward to help.

Meng Xinchen's eyes were full of tears, and a tear trail quietly crossed her face. Began to reminisce about the time when he was with the stinky hooligans.

Gu Mengqi saw Meng Xinchen crying so heart-wrenching on the other side, so she walked over and said, "Meng Xinchen, why do you cry as soon as you come?"

Meng Xinchen cried loudly, "Sister Mengqi, crying soul, he's dead~ Woo woo~ How can a stinky hooligan die if he is so powerful, no~ No, right, sister." ”

Gu Mengqi heard this, "How is this possible, Brother Crying Soul will not have an accident, have you seen the corpse of the Soul Crying Strongman, if there is not even a corpse, then it is possible to live." ”

Meng Xinchen knew that this was a word of comfort to herself, so she looked at the bracelet engraved with the word "soul" on her hand in a daze.

Zhao Feiyang, who was in the field, said, "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." Saying that, Zhao Feiyang's spear was pointed directly at Luo Mingxuan, and the attack speed was extremely fast, so that Luo Mingxuan couldn't react, and his chest was instantly slashed by the tip of the spear, and the crimson blood stained his clothes.

Luo Mingxuan covered his bleeding chest with his hand and said, "If you want to win me, it's not that easy"

Zhao Feiyang said, "I didn't think your vitality was still very tenacious"

Luo Mingxuan ignored Zhao Feiyang, but mobilized all the aura to attack Zhao Feiyang, Zhao Feiyang was not an ordinary martial artist after all, so it was difficult to attack.

Suddenly, there was a one-sided slaughter on the martial arts field, and Luo Mingxuan's strength was still not as high as Zhao Feiyang's, so he had to be abused.

Luo Mingxuan was once again knocked to the ground by Zhao Feiyang, but Luo Mingxuan didn't seem to know what giving up was, so he stood up again and again and let him fight. But again and again it fell.

"I can't give up, I'm going to defeat you, Zhao Feiyang, don't be proud of Lao Tzu. After Luo Mingxuan finished speaking, his figure was longitudinal, and the spear stabbed Zhao Feiyang's waist from the side. But he was kicked away by Zhao Feiyang.

After Zhao Feiyang kicked Luo Mingxuan over, he stepped on Luo Mingxuan's hand with one foot and kept exerting himself, wanting to abolish Luo Mingxuan's hand.

Luo Mingxuan wanted to resist, but he couldn't, and after a few rounds, he was not Zhao Feiyang's opponent at all, and thought to himself, "Crying soul, am I useless? ”

"I'll help you get rid of your hand, how about it?" Saying that, Zhao Feiyang held a spear to Luo Mingxuan's hand and prepared to pierce it, but a familiar voice interrupted him