The Legend of the Dragon King

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White soul ball inside, quietly crawling a little guy.

It looks really tiny. It's only about 10 centimeters long. It's not as thin as a child's fingers. It's yellow all over. If you look at it carefully, you can tell the little diamond-shaped scale on it.

“Is this the soul?” Tang Zizhen looked up at the spiritualist and his voice was already full of wonder.

The vast majority of people will recognize this tiny creature, because it's very common, the herbivore, a harmless little animal, although it's a serpent, but it's definitely the weakest of its kind.

Adult herbivores can grow up to 20 to 30 centimeters long, fingers thick, and feed on some weak insects.

If we were to describe it in the simplest way, then four words would suffice and humans and animals would be harmless.

Tang Danglin has had countless fantasies about his first soul since he awoke and possessed the power of his soul. Imagine what your soul looks like, how it will combine with Blue Silver Grass soul, so as to improve your own soul, make your soul strong, give yourself a cool soul technique, officially become a soul master.

Fantasy is good, but reality is so cruel.

Grass snake? It's not a powerful problem anymore, but he doesn't know if it's a soul problem at all.

The spiritualist looked at this little grass snake a little silly, sighed a little bitterly: “The leakage of the house is in the rain at night, son, your luck is really...”

The soul in front of him, he really knows where it came from. The artificial soul also depends on the soul beast gene, as the soul beast is gradually extinct, and the soul beast gene is constantly losing. So spiritual tower researchers have done a lot of trying. One such attempt is to extract animal genes that are not soul animals and try to make souls. See how the soul it produces works.

The experiment was successful, but it turns out that the soul made by animal genes, weak and pathetic, will never be bought at all.

There is no doubt that this herbivore is a defect in his mouth before, and it is not a defect in general, and it does not even have the genes of a soul animal. Of all the souls that may be extracted, it ranks first in the hundredth place, while the soul balls in the random extraction machine remain on the number 100 for many years...

After sighing, the spiritualist nodded, "I'm sure he's a soul, but it's weaker. After soul extraction, it has been activated and needs to be fused within 24 hours. Otherwise, it will dissipate. You can decide for yourselves whether to merge it or not, and if you give up, you can choose another soul later. ”

Tang Zhi glanced at his stubborn son, barely suppressing his inner pain, hugging his son's shoulder, "Lin Lin, let's go home. ”

Tang Mailin didn't say anything, he just took his steps and went outside.

“Wait a minute.” The spiritualist finally failed to hold them, calling them.

“This soul, give it up. It's a successful experiment, but..." Out of a secret mind, he tells the story of this serpent's soul.

Tang Danglin had no idea how to get home. He had been holding the soul ball in his arms tightly. The grass snake soul seemed very good and did not climb out of the soul ball. In fact, the lowest and lowest level of the soul did not even have any wisdom. Before it merged with the martial arts soul, it did not even have any sense of the outside world.

“Son, don't be sad. Dad will find a way to make money. Don't worry, Daddy will make enough money to buy you a proper soul in a short time.” Tang Ziran's eyes glistened with a firm light. For his son's sake, he made up his mind. There are things to face after all.

Tang Mailin shook his head gently, "Dad, I'm going back to my room first. ”

Nar stayed quietly and went back to his room with Don Mailin.

Sitting on his bed, looking at the soul in his hand, and looking at his cocooned palms, tears, he finally ran out of control.

When the martial soul awakens and learns that it is the Blue Silver Grass of the Abandoned Martial Soul, he does not cry. After all, it is accompanied by the power of the soul, the power of the soul, the chance.

Dad told him that the house was in bad shape, and I'm afraid he didn't cry when he didn't have the money to buy his soul. Dad said he had to do his own thing. You can make money yourself. You can also help Mom and Dad.

He didn't cry the first time he went to the studio to swing the hammer a thousand times, his arms were sore and he couldn't even lift his arms to eat. He worked hard, passed the test, and he saw hope. With hope, there is a chance of success.

For three years, he's been waving sweat in front of the forge every day, and while the classmates were playing at home, he was dealing with a piece of metal, and he spent more time meditating than anyone else. He was tired, he didn't cry, he smiled at everything every day, he told his parents every day that it was easy.

Now he's crying.

Three years later, I finally saved enough money and finally cultivated my soul power to level 10, and I was about to succeed. Thirty thousand yuan, thirty thousand yuan condensed by countless sweats, in front of this instant this weak soul that doesn't even have a tiny bit of the soul beast gene. All efforts have been turned into shadows.

His tenacity, his strength, his obsession, seemed to have been completely crushed at this moment, into tears, big drops, big drops of flowing.

A drop of tears fell into the soul ball and gradually soaked the little grass snake, whose body twisted slightly, seemed to enjoy this slightly salty liquid.

Little white hands reached out to him and gently wiped tears for him. Nat stood in front of him with her eyes red.

At this moment, her heart seemed to be connected to him and she could feel the pain in his heart.

Disappointment, grief and other negative emotions haunt Tang Mailin.

Tang Danglin wanted to shout out loud, but at this moment, he didn't even seem to have the strength to shout anymore.

“Brother, brother doesn't cry.” The tears were always on, and Nar jumped on them and hugged him in the head.

Tang Mailin swallowed, “Why, God is so unfair to me, why, I can't change my chances so hard. I want to be a spiritualist. I want to be a powerful spiritualist! ”

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