MTL - Lord of Souls-Chapter 8 2nd Soul Believer

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Anton was taken aback...

But soon came back to his senses.

Afterwards, it was a mentality like being ntr...

Lord Soul Master, didn't you say that you have a fate with me? I'm not the only one you have a relationship with.

The mood was complicated and complicated, Anton didn't dare to ask, and Xia Lin didn't need to explain the matter.

After thinking about it, Xia Lin did not rush to summon the second Soul Believer, but just looked at An Dong again.

"Are you sure, do you want to show your true face?"

Anton suddenly shook his head.

You can't show your true face.

But what to do?

Before waiting for An Dong to ask, Xia Lin had already waved.

A faint gray fog emerged, and soon enveloped Anton's body.

The sound entered Anton's ears.

"You can change the shape at will."

Anton quickly started the operation. After a while, a mask with the same shape and structure as Xia Lin, but a pure black mask appeared on Anton's face.

The gray fog on his body changed again.

Dressed in a pure black robe, she felt full of mystery.

After seeing it, Xia Lin just wanted to summon the second Soul Believer, but saw An Dong raised his hand, and opened his mouth carefully like a teacher asked.

"Sir Soul Master, can I change my position?"

Xia Lin nodded lightly: "Yes, you can choose the remaining positions."

Anton breathed a sigh of relief immediately. He walked to the first position on Xia Lin's right and sat down.

…

Today's China respects the right.

The seat is only below the soul master, which means seniority and seniority.

Even though An Dong only vaguely sensed what Xia Lin meant, it didn't prevent him from instinctively gaining the upper hand in advance.

Looking at An Dong sitting like a primary school student, Xia Lin chuckled lightly, causing An Dong to be surprised.

Fortunately, Xia Lin said again: "The understanding is good, keep it up."

Anton was very excited.

It wasn't until these trivial matters were settled that Xia Lin officially started his first business today.

He closed his eyes and connected his will to the statue behind him.

As Xia Lin's thoughts moved, his senses began to extend infinitely!

Looking far away, a pitch-black picture appeared directly in front of Xia Lin's eyes.

The darkness lasted for about a few seconds, and then light began to appear in Xia Lin's senses.

The rays of light were radiated from large or small light spots, so Xia Lin knew that every light spot in front of him represented a soul master.

The size of the light spot represents the strength of the soul master.

The light spots are getting more and more dense, and at the same time, the light spots are highlighted from time to time - the choice has begun.

Xia Lin prayed silently in her heart.

Come on a local tyrant!

Come on a rich woman!

But it's best not to be too strong. In case a mythical powerhouse is brought in, he will explode inside the Temple of the Soul of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and Xia Lin doesn't know if the Hall of the Soul of Ten Thousand Tribulations can handle it.

Soon, the selection is over.

A soul light that was only a little bigger than An Dong flew from afar and fell straight into Xia Lin's mind!

So consciousness returns.

Xia Lin immediately noticed that the Temple of Myriad Tribulations had a connection with the third person.

…

Ice City University.

It is one of the eighteen key universities in China.

While the soul master major of Bingcheng University is not as good as the First Military Academy, Kyoto University and other colleges, it can also rank in the middle of the 18th National University.

In particular, there was a super genius among the last freshmen of Bingcheng University.

Tian Qingqing.

The origin of the mysterious family is unknown.

He was born in the last assessment of the 18th National Congress, won the championship in one fell swoop, and was invited by all universities, but for some reason he chose the not-so-excellent Bingcheng University.

Early this evening, in the dormitory, Tian Qingqing was sleeping peacefully.

At the moment when Xia Lin initiated the summons, mysterious energy came from outside the sky and fell directly into Tian Qingqing's mind.

Consciousness flutters.

It was like falling into a real dream.

When Tian Qingqing returned to his senses again, he had already arrived in front of this quaint hall.

The suction was self-generated, and Tian Qingqing was sucked into the Hall of Myriad Tribulations without any resistance, and fell to the ground with a "pop". With a very indecent posture, he completed his debut.

The pain made Tian Qingqing cry out in surprise.

But soon, she got up from the ground in a fast and efficient but not pretty pose.

Her body muscles were tense, and bronze-colored soul light bloomed from the surface of her body. She was like a hedgehog with thorns all over her body. The first time she encountered the unknown, she mobilized all her strength!

Until she saw the huge and magnificent statue, and the figure sitting lazily under the statue.

Tian Qingqing suddenly relaxed his guard.

The soul light dissipated and relaxed, Tian Qingqing elegantly gave Xia Lin a lady salute and said softly.

"Sir, do you have anything to do with me?"

…

This is a smart woman...

No, it should be a girl.

She is not very old, and Xia Lin asked about it, so she was similar to herself and An Dong.

The light of the soul that just bloomed shows the girl's strength level—the bronze age.

One level higher than the probationary period.

And it looks beautiful.

The long, supple hair is draped like a waterfall, the facial features are delicate, and the skin is as white as porcelain. The slender legs were exposed from the nightdress, evoking the imagination.

Xia Lin doesn't know why, anyway, Anton under the mask has already started to drool... But this kid belongs to the set of numbers with a heart but no guts.

Her overall temperament is also very good.

It can be seen from the standing posture that this girl is a bit iceberg.

Maybe Xia Lin didn't respond for too long, and the beautiful voice sounded again.

"This lord?"

So, she is very smart.

Knowing that what you are facing is definitely an existence that you cannot resist, then you simply have an obedient and cooperative attitude - in many non-extreme scenarios, this is an excellent measure to protect yourself.

"Cough cough."

Xia Lin opened his mouth.

But he just coughed twice, as if to clear his throat. But this coughing sound was like thunder with the help of the power of the Temple of Myriad Tribulations of Souls.

Afterwards, Xia Lin turned his head and looked at An Dong.

The scarlet eyes made An Dong agitated, and An Dong's head was full of question marks.

Seeing that An Dong's elm head was not open, Xia Lin had no choice but to say it concisely.

"You, go and receive the newcomer."

Anton was stunned.

…

Get up.

The black robe was windless and automatically concealed Anton's chubby figure.

The black mask is like pure crystal.

When he got up, he had a strange sense of mystery.

Tian Qingqing's eyes were deflected, looking at An Dong, cautiousness and panic flashed in his eyes, but they were very well covered up.

She saluted slightly, and then heard some strange voices coming from An Dong's mouth after the voice change.

"This place is called the Temple of Myriad Tribulations."

"And this one is the honorable master of the Temple of Myriad Tribulations, the Lord of Myriad Tribulations!"

"Do you know why UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is called the Temple of Myriad Tribulations?"

Without waiting for Tian Qingqing to respond, An Dong raised his hands high and said impassively, "Based on the origin of the soul, it will not fall for thousands of years!"

Tian Qingqing was taken aback.

"You know, what is the origin of the soul?"

"I do know this."

"I forgive you and don't... eh?"

He heard Tian Qingqing speak quickly: "The source of the soul is the source of all souls. The soul world, soul pets, soul crystals, soul masters, and even the spiritual things that contain soul power are all derivatives of the soul's source power. "

"But as far as I know, the source of the soul has been dissipated a long time ago, so here..."

She is not as foolish as Anton.

and knowledgeable...

Tian Qingqing's response made An Dong not know what to say. He looked back at Xia Lin blankly, and saw Xia Lin slightly bent his fingers and knocked on the armrest of the throne.

The grand voice exploded.

"When I fall asleep, the source dissipates."

"When I wake up, the origin is born."

Anton immediately dropped to the ground: "Praise the soul master!"

Tian Qingqing stopped talking.

From that pretty face, I can't tell what she has in mind...

Doubt, or agree with...

Xia Lin asked again, "What's your name?"

"Tian Qingqing."

"Well, since you have been invited by the Temple of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations, it means that you have a fate with me. And the chance of the Temple of the Soul of Myriad Tribulations, whether you accept it or not is up to you. Today, you can watch, and other things will be discussed later. "

After speaking, Xia Lin turned his head and looked at An Dong.

"it's your turn."

The voice fell, and behind Xia Lin, the two stone tablets of [race] and [strength] suddenly lit up!