The Unusual Number of Douluo

Someone vowed to say that this black mystery must be cheating!

Some people are convinced, but more people sneer at it. If there is cheating, there will be so many spectators, so many soul masters, and the soul kings of the Soto Arena, and there will be no difference in competition. The field is an unequal battle, even if the soul power is hidden, it is within the rules!

Zhao Xuan naturally couldn't hear the rumors from the outside world. Even if he heard it, he wouldn't care. He settled the proceeds of this competition from the counter, and he was overjoyed by the gains.

A total of three hundred gold soul coins, this time the competition is full of popularity, the supervisor of the underground arena personally came out and handed him a large bag of money, and then kindly asked: "You must come more in the future. Come to our Soto Arena, money is a small problem."

Zhao Xuan was noncommittal, but he rolled his eyes secretly, without saying a word, just took the money bag and left.

Speaking of it, he is actually not short of money, and with these three hundred gold soul coins, he will not worry about lack of money for a long time.

As soon as he was about to step into the passage to the ground, Zhao Xuan seemed to feel something, turning his head to look behind.

There, there is a familiar breath...

"Queen of Flowers?" Zhao Xuan would naturally not forget her breath so quickly after fighting against the Queen of Flowers not long ago.

At this moment, the Queen of Flowers is accompanying a gray-haired old woman, slowly walking towards him.

Although she didn't speak, Zhao Xuan faintly felt that she was coming for herself, so Zhao Xuan stopped, looked back, and looked at the two.

Unconsciously, his gaze fell on the old woman, his brows wrinkled slightly, and this old woman seemed very uneasy.

Just now, when he noticed the breath of the Queen of Flowers, he didn't feel the breath of this old woman. Her breath was very ethereal, as if it had been integrated into this world.

Finally, the two walked up to him and stopped without accident.

The red dress of the Queen of Flowers is still the same, but the gaze looking at Zhao Xuan is somewhat complicated, her red lips pursed lightly, the unwillingness in her eyes turned into helplessness, she discovered that the black mystery was such a young boy!

At this moment, Zhao Xuan had taken off the mask, revealing his immature and handsome face.

Losing to such an opponent is more frustrating than losing to a peer.

The old woman crouched and was only about one and a half meters tall. She was wearing a dress embroidered with intricate patterns, and a crutch that seemed to be coiled by winding tree roots was in her hand.

The silver hair is shoulder-length, and a thin braid hangs from the ears on both sides of the cheek, and there are two small pink five-petal flowers on it.

The Queen of Flowers helped her walk to Zhao Xuan's side. She had a kind face and only a small slit in her eyes. When she saw Zhao Xuan, she smiled kindly.

"The old man has seen the little friend." The old woman bent slightly and bowed to Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan was inexplicable, but at the same time flattered, he quickly replied, "I have seen my mother-in-law."

Zhao Xuan was surprised, but still subconsciously responded.After returning the gift, he glanced at the two incomprehensibly and asked, "I wonder what's the matter with the mother-in-law?"

Although the flower queen looks more attractive than her mother-in-law, a discerning person knows who is in charge of the two at a glance.

The old woman still has a shallow smile, and the kind expression on her face has not changed. After hearing that, she said: "The old man took the liberty to come to disturb, and please forgive me. The old man came here this time to ask the little friend to do me a favor. "

Zhao Xuan was puzzled and asked, "Help?"

It was strange in his heart that he had just used the divine sense to probe for a while, although the old woman's aura was ethereal, but he also roughly understood the old woman's strength, this one was definitely a strong soul-sage level.

So he was puzzled. The strength he showed just now may be of the Soul Emperor level, but he definitely did not reach the Soul Sage level. What else does this Soul Sage need him to help?

The old woman smiled and said: "If the old body feels right, the little friend should have a martial spirit related to Thunder."

Zhao Xuan's heart condensed, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes stared at the two of them coldly.

The Queen of Flowers also instantly stood in front of the old woman, watching him vigilantly.

Seeing this, the old woman pulled the hem of the Queen of Flowers and motioned her to stand behind.

The Queen of Flowers seemed a bit unwilling, stared at Zhao Xuan and stood beside the old woman. She was very close to the old woman, as if she was afraid of Zhao Xuan's violence.

"Please don't get me wrong, little friends, the old woman will not do anything, and according to the strength of the little friends, she should not worry about what we can do."

The old man said slowly.

Zhao Xuan's eyes were cold and sharp, and he said with interest: "The old man has a good vision."

"Where, the old man has long been dim-eyed, now I look at things with my heart." The old woman smiled, and the wrinkles on her face moved.

After some conversation, Zhao Xuan thought the old man was quite interesting, and he didn't seem to have any malice. He couldn't help but feel suspicious, and asked: "If there is anything the old man has, I can tell you directly. If I can help, I will try my best to help."

Hearing this, a touch of joy flashed on the old man’s face, and he thanked him again: “So, thank you little friend first.”

Zhao Xuan said helplessly: "Old man, I didn't promise you anything."

The old woman didn't care and said: "I won't feel wrong, you can definitely help us."

Zhao Xuan shrugged, noncommittal, it seems that the elderly are inexplicably persistent.

The old woman immediately said: "The old man comes from the valley of flowers, and is called the flower mother. If the little friend doesn't dislike it, you can also call the old man like that."

"And this girl is still the owner of our Valley of Flowers. She couldn't bear to be lonely. She sneaked out for more than a few months. The old man came out this time to take her back. But after seeing the little friend's ability, I want to invite Little friends do us a favor, and we must also have a good return."

Zhao Xuan didn't have much interest in the second half of Mother Hua's words, but the first half of the words made him a little bit happy.

Looking at the indifferent queen in the arena just now, she never thought that this queen would still sneak out to play, and when Granny Hua said that, Zhao Xuan's image suddenly changed drastically in Zhao Xuan's mind.

The Queen of Flowers also blushed a little, and said angrily: "Mother-in-law!"

Granny Hua said with a chuckle: "Okay, okay. I still save you a little face in front of the juniors."

The Queen of Flowers rolled her eyes, mother-in-law, do you look to save me face?

Zhao Xuan smiled inwardly, but still didn't forget what was going on: "Mrs. Hua, you should tell me what I need to do for you."

The smile on Granny Hua's face also slowly receded, and she became serious for the first time: "Please also ask my little friend to talk with me in a more secluded place."

(There is still a one-month interval between the battle against the emperor battle team, the crazy team will not write, the author is going to release himself.)

Chapter 82 The Death of the Sacred Tree

Inside a lounge in Soto's Arena of Souls.

This is the room the Queen of Flowers usually uses when waiting for the game, and is her exclusive lounge.

Except for her, in fact, many spirit masters have lounges in the arena, they can wait for notifications in the lounge before the game, and will not go out until there is a game.

The three of them sat down, and Granny Hua said: "The strength of the little friend is far more than what it shows. I think you can definitely help us."

Zhao Xuan was curious from the beginning: "How do you always see my true strength?"

Granny Hua opened her squinted eyes slightly, revealing her turbid whites, and replied: "The old woman was blind in these eyes a long time ago."

"Ok?"