Chapter 1 Chen Yao
Martial Soul Hall.
A slightly remote square.
The sun is shining brightly at the moment.
A young man with long hair like a waterfall, a handsome face, and an outstanding temperament is sitting on a lounge chair under the shade of a tree.
From time to time, several young people wearing the uniforms of Wuhundian servants would pass by carrying heavy objects. When they came to the tree, they would put down the things in their hands and greet the young people.
"Hello, Deacon Chen."
The young man nodded casually with an expressionless face. After the handymen left, the young man sipped the tea cup in his hand and looked at it again. Look at the pocket watch.
Looking at the slow-moving second hand on the watch, the young man's eyes were full of impatience.
The young man’s name is Chen Yao.
He is not from Douluo Continent, but in his previous life he was on his thirtieth birthday.
I spent a lot of money to call my sister, who is usually better at playing, and planned to have an intense and exciting Indian Pa.
On the road, I was lucky enough to be favored by the god of dump trucks.
After waking up, I came here and became an embryo.
When he was born and learned about this world, he was very excited at first. He planned to imitate his predecessors and eventually become a god and ancestor, obtain the status of a god, ascend to the divine world, and gain eternal life.
This excitement could last until he awakened his martial soul at the age of six and then stopped abruptly.
His martial spirit is actually not weak, but rather strange. It is a ball of pure black, similar to some kind of energy, with no specific shape.
After summoning the martial spirit, the darkness will condense at his feet. This dark energy is full of evil and gloomy atmosphere.
At this time, evil soul masters have not yet been defined, and only those who have done the most evil will be thrown into the killing city.
Otherwise, Chen Yao might have been captured by Wuhun Palace directly after his awakening.
After awakening, Chen Yao also discovered that he could summon two dark tentacles from the darkness, similar to octopus tentacles.
These two tentacles are like another extension of his body, and their movements are all based on his thoughts, even more flexible than his hands.
And the shape of the tentacles is still between illusory energy and entity, hard or soft, all changing according to what he thinks.
It is a very magical martial spirit.
At that time, this strange energy martial spirit even alarmed the Soul Douluo of the Spirit Hall, Elder Ghost.
Gui Mei believes that Chen Yao's martial spirit has the same nature as his, and wants to accept him as a disciple.
He ordered people to take Chen Yao back to Wuhun City overnight.
Although Chen Yao's initial soul power was only level 4, which did not surprise anyone, it was quite satisfactory. Ghost Douluo also taught Chen Yao carefully.
However, Chen Yao's performance was always unsatisfactory. It was not until he was 12 years old that he could reach the tenth level and obtain his first soul ring.
Perhaps this is already a genius to others, but in the eyes of Contra, Ghost, it is not satisfactory.
In the end, Gui Mei could only feel sorry for Chen Yao's martial spirit and all the hard work and countless precious medicinal materials he had spent on Chen Yao over the years.
Chen Yao was casually sent to the outskirts of Wuhun Hall to serve as a minor deacon, responsible for taking charge of the handymen of Wuhun Hall.
In his previous life, he was a person who was greedy for pleasure. In this life, he has been cultivating for so many years without slacking off, but he did not see the results he wanted. The blood in his heart was also wiped out, and he began to give up on himself, directly Let it go and become your own petty official with peace of mind.
Although he is a waste in the eyes of ghosts, he is a genius outside the Wuhun Palace. Relying on his dark martial soul and up to level 11 soul power, he can be said to be domineering in this area, accepting bribes, singing and dancing in the bustling streets of Wuhun City every night, and being so happy.
This kind of life lasted until he was twenty years old, which is now.
During this period, he had not practiced seriously for almost a day, but relying on the martial soul itself and the natural growth of soul power, he is now a strong man who is about to break through to the 20th level soul master. , simply terrifying.
He didn’t know how long such happy days would last, but he hoped it could last forever.
As for whether Wuhun Palace will be destroyed by Tang San in the future?
That will happen in the future. Now Tang Hao doesn’t even know A Yin.
At worst, he could just report Tang Hao to the Holy Soul Village directly to Wuhun Palace.
What he has to do now is to enjoy himself in the moment. People, you have to live in the present. If you worry about the future every day, you will not be able to survive.
While Chen Yao was staring at the pocket watch in his hand, looking forward to getting off work early, a figure walked quietly next to Chen Yao.
"Hey, Chen Yao, you're staring at the time again. Can't wait to go to one of your mistresses' houses to have fun?"
Chen Yao, who heard the familiar voice, raised his head and looked at Someone comes.
The person who came was an old man, wearing the same kind of deacon attire as Chen Yao, with a wrinkled face, a sinister look on his face, and a vulgar look on his face. When he smiled, he showed a mouth full of big yellow teeth, and a fishy stench hit his face.
"Lao Deng, what's the matter?"
Chen Yao gave Lao Deng a flat look, obviously not discussing with him his thoughts about being a friendly woman, and went straight to the point.
"I said Chen Yao, my name is Huang Yi, you can call me Lao Huang, why do you keep calling me Lao Deng? My surname is not Deng!"
Lao Huang looked curious. asked.
"It's an honorific title given to an old man like you in my hometown. Is there anything wrong with you? I'll leave if you're fine."
Chen Yao looked at his pocket watch and found that it was finally time to get off work, so he was too lazy to argue with Lao Huang anymore. He was about to get up and leave.
"Hey, don't, don't, don't, do you plan to vote today?"
Seeing that Chen Yao was really going to leave, Lao Huang had no choice but to express his intention quickly.
When Chen Yao heard this, he also stopped and looked back at Lao Huang with surprise in his eyes.
"I remember the salary that was paid just a few days ago, right? You spent it all so quickly. Are you going to make extra money?"
Hearing this, Lao Huang hesitated for a moment, and finally told the truth with a sneer.
"Damn it, didn't I fall in love with Zuichunlou's number one card? But that mother-in-law wants 20 gold soul coins in one night, it's like gold, but I can't let go of the old man. I have no choice but to do more."
Chen Yao nodded in agreement after hearing this. He had also seen the top card, and he was indeed quite handsome. No wonder he was so obsessed with this old man that he came out to make extra money at the beginning of the month.
The so-called extra money is that they jointly choose some guys with low strength and ugly appearance on the only road outside Wuhun City to make a business without capital.
Although it is difficult to get rich suddenly, the best thing is to be safe. You can make a fortune every time, and occasionally there are little surprises.
After all, relying on the meager income of the peripheral deacons of Wuhun Palace, it is impossible to support Chen Yao and the others from Wuhun Palace, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling in the bustling area of Wuhun City every day!
"Okay, let's meet outside the city after nightfall."
Chen Yao thought for a moment and agreed. Although he didn't often look for the top names in the hooks, he raised them Those concubines spend a lot of money every month, so it's always good to have more money to be prepared.
(End of this chapter)