Douluo of all phases

From the moment the Plague Holy Spirit was born, everything he did was to survive.

In the beginning, he also had dignity and pride, just like everyone else.

However, in order to survive, he had to give up a lot, but he could not give up his animal nature.

That survival instinct allows him to do anything to survive!

Lose humanity, lose something, lose animality, lose everything.

Drinking water from the gutter, eating food found in trash cans, and sleeping in alleys, he was just like a real mouse.

Maybe his fate was supposed to be like this, but he just didn't believe in fate.

Why are they born to be superior?

And I was born to dig through trash cans for food?

Is this world really fair?

Is there really such a thing as order in this world?

This question had troubled him for many years, and on that day, he got the answer.

An old gentleman gave him a piece of white steamed bun.

And told him: "In this world, there is no right or wrong. The right to speak always belongs to the strong. If you want to be strong, then become a soul master."

Yes, he became a soul master.

He even used his own survival experience to create a move called the Thirteen Moves of the Gopher.

He has become stronger, but still does not gain the respect of others.

Because he is not strong enough!

He still needs to become stronger!

Stronger!

Until the day when everyone has to look up to him!

The Plague Holy Spirit giggled on his own, "There is no right or wrong in this world. The reality is cruel and cold. A rich kid like you who talks about justice will never feel it."

With that said, the Plague Holy Spirit's arms were reattached, and his right arm turned into a black steel sword.

"Bye now."

The Holy Plague sword fell, and bright red blood sputtered out.

Whoosh!

A sound of wind passed by, and the Blood Hell Holy Spirit wearing a blood-red robe suddenly appeared behind the Plague Holy Spirit.

A cold voice came, "You've wasted enough time, it's time to go."

Plague Holy Spirit nodded, "I understand, go back and tell the Lord Advocate that the matter has been resolved."

Soon, the two left.

...

After the two left, a young man in white came to Li Hong's body.

I saw the young man in white pressing Li Hong's chest a few times, and then said with a smile: "Sure enough, I have taken the life-saving elixir, and I still have one breath left."

After saying that, the young man stood up and raised his right hand. In an instant, a white begonia flower appeared on his right hand.

That is, Jiuxin Begonia!

Five soul rings also gradually rose under the young man's feet.

Two yellow, two purple and one black.

It can almost be said to be a top-level configuration.

I saw a flash of green light splashing out from the young man's hand, and Li Hong's body was immediately slowly enveloped by this green light.

"Wake up, it's not time to sleep yet, you still have your mission to complete, how can you lose your wings here?"

After the young man finished speaking, Li Hong's injuries healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The beating of his heart also went from weak at first to nonexistent, and gradually became more intense.

"Ahem!!"

Li Hong stood up suddenly and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

He forced himself to stand up and looked at the young man with a weak expression, "It was you who saved me?"

The young man nodded, and Li Hong instantly saw the martial spirit on his right hand!

"This is Jiuxin Haitang. How is it possible? Isn't the descendant of Jiuxin Haitang already dead?" Li Hong asked in confusion.

The young man pulled Li Hong up and extended his right hand to him, "Let me meet you. My name is Ye Feng, and Ye Lingling is my sister."

Li Hong became even more confused, "Ye Feng, I know you, but I remember that your martial spirit doesn't seem to be Jiuxin Haitang."

Speaking of this, Ye Feng's expression turned cold, "My sister is the descendant of Jiuxin Begonia, and the characteristic of Jiuxin Begonia is that there is only one heir in a generation."

"My sister died, and my martial spirit, the Lotus of the Snow River, directly mutated into the Nine-Hearted Begonia."

"My rescue of you is not without purpose. I hope you can help me investigate the cause of my sister's death. I'm not a fool. I also know something about Tang San. It's obviously someone who framed her."

"So, I hope you can work with me to find the real murderer." Ye Feng said sincerely.

Li Hong sighed helplessly, "You saved my life. Even if you don't tell me, I will repay you. I agree to your request."

Ye Feng shook hands with Li Hong, "Okay, welcome to join the Dawn Organization."

"Dawn?" Li Hong looked a little confused.

Speaking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but blush a little, "To be honest, my father Li Yao has always been the object of my admiration."

Forehead......

Li Hong also didn't expect that when he went out, he would actually meet his father's fans.

"Then what is this Dawn organization you are talking about? How many people are there now? Where are they specifically?" Since it was named after his father's title, Li Hong felt the need to care about it.

Ye Feng's eyes were a little wandering, "Well, I built the organization. As for the number of people, it doesn't matter. As for the location, I haven't chosen it yet, but there's no rush."

Li Hong suddenly felt very unreliable, "This Dawn Organization can't do it, just the two of us?"

Ye Feng nodded awkwardly, "However, our organization does not have a large number of people. We are taking an elite route. We are currently in the initial stage, so be more tolerant and tolerant."

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng sighed, and his tone suddenly became solemn:

"There is no order in this world. Like what happened this time, the plague is rampant just because of an evil soul master."

"Perhaps, this is nothing to our soul masters, but what about the poor people? These evil soul masters are simply a disaster for thousands of people."

"And after the fatwa was issued across the continent, how many people were there to eliminate harm rather than to benefit themselves?"

"Under Li Yaomian's initiative, I will establish an organization. We will recruit soul masters with righteous hearts from all over the world to protect this world together."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Li Hong felt a little emotional, but this kind of thing was really like a child's dream.

He is no longer as young as he used to be. His fiery heart has long been numbed by the coldness of the world.

But what Ye Feng said below made Li Hongdu tremble.

"Li Yaomian is a hero. He worked hard to travel around the mainland without asking for anything in return or praise, just to fulfill the oath he made back then."

"But."

"This is not enough. How vast the continent is, how big the shadow is. It is impossible for light to shine in every corner, so..."

"This world needs more heroes."

Hearing this sentence, Li Hong's heart was touched. Once upon a time, he had had such an idea...

In this way, an organization called Dawn was established.

Although there are only two of us at the moment.

As for the future, can they carve out their own world on Douluo Continent?

That's the unknown.

.........

Some people can understand the situation of the three parts of the world without going beyond the Holy Religion.

He was the Apocalypse Judgment. The third eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and a strange fragment flashed in front of Zong Yang's eyes.

It's strange, that's a picture Zong Yang has never seen in the future before.