"Dad, mom, I'm afraid..." Murong Qing was crying, looking at her father and mother, her legs were trembling. Then look at her not far away, a pair of crystal-like wings on her back, and a dark red python was staring at her big amber eyes, staring at her fiercely.

"Don't be afraid Qing'er," Murong Fu suppressed his smile and comforted him: "Dad and mother can't beat the snake. You just need to go up and give it a last shot."

"Yes, Qing'er, this is a step that every soul master must take." Murong Xiu also comforted softly.

"Ko... I..." Qing'er looked at the big snake, and tears were about to fall out: "It... It looks at me so fiercely, so scary..."

"Hey, then I'll cover its eyes!" Tuoba Yan was helpless, took out a bed sheet from the tent, and went to cover the big eyes of the lava crystal-winged python.

This big snake came out of the river water beside the family just after dinner. At that time, Murong Fu, yes, Murong Fu was fetching water by the river to wash his family. As a result, as soon as the bucket was put down, he saw a black shadow. Murong Fu was startled and quickly stepped back, but a big snake broke through the water. When he looked closely, Murong Fu smiled. It turned out to be the target of his trip, the lava crystal winged python.

It’s just a pity that the big snake is not old enough. The lava crystal-winged python is a larger soul beast. It is seven or eight meters long in a hundred years. If it is a thousand years old, the body length must be fifteen meters away. The one in front of me is only about two hundred years old, and Murong Fu looks down on it, but it’s just right for Qing'er!

only……

Qing'er was pitiful, holding a sharp knife and swaying to the big snake.

The snake tried its best to struggle, but the bones and joints of the body had long been disassembled by Tuoba Yan. At this time, except for the blindfolded eyes, she could still glar, and even her mouth could not be opened.

Murong Qing finally managed to pluck up the courage to come to the snake and prepare to take action. However, looking at the snake's head that was bigger than her, and looking at the sharp knife that was only more than one foot long in her hand, she was confused and didn't know where to start.

Looking at Qing'er looking back and looking over blankly, the other four finally couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Tuoba Yan stepped forward, pointed to the head of the snake, and said in a place that was obviously thinner: "Qing'er, just prick it down according to this place. The deeper it can be, the deeper it can be!"

"Oh!" The mother came to her side, as if she had made Murong Qing more courageous. She gritted her teeth, screamed, and then stabbed her. The sharp knife easily pierced through the already damaged snake scales, and the whole knife disappeared. Blood splattered out, but was waved by Tuoba Yan, who was already prepared, and shook it away with her soul power, and did not splash on the little girl's body.

The snake trembled slightly, and then disappeared. A light yellow halo slowly floated out of the snake.

"Sure enough, it's about two hundred years." Looking at the light yellow soul ring, Murong Fu smashed his mouth. The year was a little lower, but the little girl was really soft-hearted and didn't dare to fight by herself. If the year was a little higher, she wouldn't absorb it and would be unbeautiful.

"Qing'er, follow the method my mother taught you before, use your soul power to guide the soul ring." Tuoba Yan guided.

Murong Qing's face turned a little pale, but she still tried to follow her mother's instructions. She saw the soul ring being pulled by invisible power and slowly floated towards the little girl. Murong Qing sat cross-legged, adjusted her breathing and began to breathe and activate her soul power. A ferocious red fire snake phantom appeared behind her.

When Tuoba Yan saw the martial soul behind her little daughter, she suddenly showed an unconcealed smile on her face.

The soul ring slowly rotated on Murong Qing's head, and her expression began to gradually become serious.

Seeing Qing'er frowning and a hint of pain appeared on her face, the other four couldn't help but sigh.

Unlike Murong Tai and Murong Fu who have been very concerned about cultivation since childhood, although Qing'er envies her two brothers' power, she is always perfunctory about cultivation. She never misses the opportunity to be lazy. Therefore, although she is innate level 8 soul power like her elder brother, she still has perfect steps to assist in the soul power cultivation. It took more than a year to reach level 10. As for physical exercise, the little girl is even more scheming.

"Oh, the two hundred-year-old soul ring is just like this. The little girl is probably not far on the road of cultivation!" Murong Xiu looked at her daughter who was unable to absorb the soul ring for a long time, and shook her head with a wry smile.

"What does it matter?" Tuoba Yan didn't care: "Girls, why are you doing so strong? It's so amazing, it will be difficult to find a boyfriend in the future." Speaking of this, she glanced at her man: "After all, it's rare to be able to make a girl chase her by relying on her face."

When Murong Xiu heard this, he touched his nose awkwardly. The two Murong Fu brothers looked at their noses and their hearts, just pretending that they didn't hear it.

It was not until a quarter of an hour later that the yellow soul ring finally fell down and merged into the phantom of the Dead Aperitif's martial soul behind Murong Qing. The martial soul suddenly shook, and its body size increased more than doubled! The next moment, Murong Qing's eyes opened, Huo stood up, and a scorching aura burst out from her whole body.

"It's done!" Seeing this, the other four people immediately smiled happily.

"Oh, dad, mom, brother, big brother, I seem to have become so awesome!" Murong Qing's eyes were filled with joy, and she tried to wave her hand, and a strong wind burst out from the air, and the tent next to her was shaking slightly.

"Not bad," Murong Xiu praised with a smile: "How about it, Qing'er, what is the first soul skill?"

"Um..." Murong Qing frowned, seemed to think for a moment, then raised her right hand and clenched her fist. The next moment, a dazzling fire flashed. A strong flame enveloped her fist, and then punched her.

With a sound of Peng, a charred fist mark appeared on a big tree that several people hugged each other five or six steps away.

"Fire Fist? Not bad!" Tuoba Yan raised her eyebrows and nodded. As a soul skill given by a two hundred-year-old soul beast, it is indeed quite unsatisfactory.

However, Murong Qing shook her head and thought for a moment. She opened her fleshy little hand and let out a whistle, and a flame shield with a diameter of one meter appeared in front of her.

"The soul skill of attack and defense!" Everyone was surprised. As the first soul skill, this was really good!

"Well, you can hit the distance or condense into a shield!" Murong Qing said his own perception: "But the soul power is consumed a lot."

"Normal, with both offense and defense, it looks pretty good. If the soul power consumption is small, it shouldn't appear on the first soul skill!" Murong Xiu said happily.

"Yes!" Murong Qing nodded happily: "From now, I will be as powerful as my brother and my elder brother."

"Then you have to work harder to practice!" Tuoba Yan smiled.

"Qing'er, let me give your soul skill a name!" Murong Tai said with a smile: "How about you call Yan Zhu Violent Fist Shield?"

Murong Fu: “…”

Murong Xiu: “…”

Tuoba Yan: "..."

Murong Qing looked happy: "Well, it sounds nice, the big brother is majestic to get his name!"

Well, the little girl doesn't know how shameful this name is...

The family was joking happily. Suddenly, Tuoba Yan suddenly looked up and followed Murong Xiu. Murong Fu and his father were almost at the same time, while Murong Tai and Qing'er had not yet reacted to what had happened.

However, the next moment, a slender figure suddenly appeared above the family.

This man was wearing a brocade robe and had a very beautiful appearance, but his eyebrows were not like a woman, which made it difficult for a moment to determine his gender. However, the whole family didn't care about his gender, and everyone looked at the slowly rotating soul ring around him in horror.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, nine soul rings, titled Douluo!

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Chapter completed!