From Douluo Dalu to Queen

Chapter 342: Common Blood (Part )

Seeing that Li Hongguang and the fifth elder were chatting and laughing, the others were no longer wary of this man who had just been on the opposite side and surrounded him.

The fifth elder also followed, not noticing the sudden flash of determination on Li Hongguang's face. Or, in other words, a Soul Saint was not worthy of being closely watched in this situation, so it didn't matter even if he ran away.

Seeing that most people's attention was not on him, Li Hongguang quickly summoned his own soul rings, and then the seven soul rings began to fluctuate strangely, as if they were about to explode at any time.

"Not good! He is going to self-destruct his martial spirit!"

The violent fluctuations instantly attracted everyone's attention, but it was too late.

The fatal blow from the Soul Saint master could cause certain damage to a Titled Douluo powerhouse. It was possible that he would be disabled if he was not careful. The old man was no longer calm and hid himself quickly.

For a soul master, his own martial soul is the source of his faith. For tens of thousands of years, a legend has been circulating on this land - the martial soul is the embodiment of the soul of the soul master, and the martial soul of every powerful soul master has been passed down through several generations.

Although this statement is a bit ridiculous, it makes all soul masters cherish their martial souls. Even when fighting to the death with the enemy, they usually only blow up their soul rings but not their martial souls. Because of this traditional superstition, everyone believes that if a soul master loses his martial soul, he will no longer be able to become a soul master in the next life. After all, no one knows the world after death.

Li Hongguang didn't care.

He was once just an orphan, and was specially recruited by the Spirit Hall to the Spirit Academy to get to where he is today. Before he met Qin Menglan, he never knew why he was alive.

Later, he realized that the meaning of life lies in protection. If he can abandon even his loved ones, then there seems to be no meaning in living.

Even if his death would not have much effect, he would be happy with it.

boom!
The horrifying soul power fluctuations along with the shattered body quickly swept over an area of ​​dozens of meters in radius. Everyone panicked and looked for places to hide. Some of those who were close were directly blown away and fell heavily to the ground, with no telling whether they were dead or alive.

Qin Menglan's tears instantly flowed down, but she knew that this was not the time to be sad, so she immediately took the opportunity to escape quickly.

But how could a woman who had just given birth to a child, even if she had the strength of a Soul Saint, escape under such a siege?

Qin Menglan realized this, and looking at her daughter in her arms, she forced a smile on her sad face. Then she no longer aimed to escape, but to find a way to keep her daughter alive.

Fortunately, she found a river.

Qin Menglan took out a bamboo basket she had woven herself from the soul guide, and then took out a few blankets and spread them on it. Finally, after thinking for a while, she took out a jade pendant from her arms and stuffed it in.

Then, she let go of her hand without hesitation and watched the bamboo basket float down the river.

"It's really touching. Young parents are willing to give up hope of survival for their children. It's just like the story in the novel."

"Of course, maybe there was no hope at all."

At some point, the old man came up again with his warriors.

Looking at the bamboo basket going away, he had no intention of letting anyone catch up with it. The seemingly safe and clear river was actually the water source for the soul beasts in the Wuhun Forest. It was far from the road and might be eaten by the soul beasts before it could float far. There was no need to go to the trouble of getting it back.

Qin Menglan stood up with a relieved smile on her face: "Yes, Fifth Elder, since I left the family, I have never felt more relaxed than now."

"My father is dead, and you have also driven away my sister Mengyun after erasing her memory. I have also been forced into this situation by you, but I don't know whether the Qin family is still the thousand-year-old family that I am proud of, or..."

"Some insect toys?"

The fifth elder shrugged and said, "You don't need to worry about this. The Qin family has indeed been in a bad state in recent years due to the split. However, we have welcomed your sister back and she is under our control. And you, the little rat who took advantage of the poor relationship between the family and the Spirit Hall and did not dare to come to arrest people and has been hiding in the Spirit City, it's time to disappear!"

"Yes, I don't need to worry about these." Qin Menglan smiled slightly, and then mentioned another matter: "However, Fifth Elder, aren't you curious about why our lineage can become the direct line in the family?"

As she said this, a strange red color suddenly appeared on Qin Menglan's body, like a blooming flower.

Seeing this scene, the fifth elder was immediately shocked: "You actually chose this thing, you lunatic, you lunatic!"

The Soul Emperors and Soul Saints around were so frightened after seeing this scene that they instantly retreated backwards in complete disarray.

"The Qin family is famous for its plant-based martial spirits. Every member of the Qin family can choose a natal plant when they reach level 70, and bind it to their soul to become a helper in their cultivation, or a fatal trump card," Qin Menglan murmured to herself, and then with a point of her jade hand, the red petals flew towards the fleeing warriors as if they had eyes.

"Ah, no, no!"

It was just a petal, but when it came into contact with these warriors, it instantly turned into a pool of red liquid, penetrated into their bodies, quickly devoured their flesh and blood, and eventually caused them to turn into a pool of blood amid screams, and die.

The Fifth Elder no longer cared about the warriors he brought with him. He was now trying his best to avoid these strange petals.

This thing is called Red Spider Lily, and it has only been recorded in ancient books. It is now completely extinct because it can only be used once in a lifetime.

No one wants to joke with their own life. Even if someone wants to, they don't have the strength or talent to choose this thing. As for the natal plant, they can only choose the type that is extremely suitable for their martial soul.

The flower of hell summoned by using life as a guide is beyond the ability of even a Titled Douluo to cope with it.

At this time, Qin Menglan has been completely controlled by the red spider lily. She is losing control of her body bit by bit. Each petal is condensed with her vitality, and it uncontrollably demands all living beings within a radius of nearly a thousand meters, causing great pain at the same time.

But the pain in my body seems nothing compared to the despair in my heart.

She raised her hand with difficulty and took one last look at her martial soul.

It was a flower. Her martial soul did not have a specific type, and the name of her martial soul was: flower.

For the direct descendants of the Qin family, their martial souls are not limited to a specific species like those of other people, but a larger category, such as flowers, grass, trees, etc. Possessing this kind of martial soul means that they can have affinity with almost all plants belonging to that category, even if the grade of this plant exceeds the current level of soul power.

At this moment, this flower is constantly changing into the shape of the red spider lily. Perhaps when it completely turns into the red spider lily, his martial soul will also evolve.

Unfortunately, Qin Menglan could no longer see. A feeling of numbness gradually surged into her mind, and her entire consciousness began to dissipate.

She knew that her life was like a candle in the wind, and perhaps it could only be counted in seconds. At the last moment, she raised her head, looked at the blue sky, and finally smiled as if she was relieved.

"Hongguang, here I come."

A few hours later, the sea of ​​flowers dispersed, and the green forest was now completely dyed red. I don't know how many people and soul beasts were involuntarily attracted by the red spider lily and died.
But at least, none of those who came to kill her escaped.

(End of this chapter)