Douluo: My martial spirit is Suona

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. During these three months, Si Tu Yueming got up early to exercise every day, took a walk at noon, and went into the forest at night to understand the realm of the dead.

And this cycle has also been significantly improved. The realm of the dead has increased to about five meters, and the strength has also been consolidated at around 800 kilograms.

Yesterday morning, after eating the breakfast prepared by Grandpa Jack, he and Grandpa Jack walked out of Holy Soul Village.

Tang San was already waiting there outside the village.

Tang San looked at Si Tu Yueming, narrowed his eyes, and asked slightly doubtfully: "I haven't seen you in the past three months, Brother Ming, how do you feel that you have changed a lot?"

In the middle of March, Si Tu Yueming would usually leave from a remote path after eating in the morning and go wandering in the forest. At night, he would hide in places where no one was around.

Otherwise, King Morality doesn't know what effect it will have on people, but looking at its effect on plants, it's definitely not a positive effect.

It would be very dangerous if someone accidentally infected him, so in the past few months, except for Grandpa Jack who could see him every night, no one else had seen him at all.

Not to mention Tang San who was seriously practicing the random cloak hammering technique.

In the past three months or so, Si Tu Yueming had not been able to understand the king's aura, and the aura on his body had become a little abnormal.

His skin became a little too white, he also became a lot thinner, and there were slight dark circles at the corners of his eyes.

After all, you are cultivating, and you are still too weak to use it for sleeping, so you will inevitably stay up late.

It feels like kidney failure.

"Ahem, do you think you, Brother Ming, and I have become handsome again?" He coughed twice, then flipped his hair and said confidently.

Tang San twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't say much. They got on the carriage and headed towards Notting City.

But Tu Yueming, the boss of the moving carriage, always felt a little uneasy, as if there were a few pairs of eyes following the carriage and himself.

Si Tu Yueming couldn't help but shiver.

Grandpa Jack said with concern: "Xiao Ming! Are you suffering from the cold? Put on grandpa's clothes for you."

After speaking, Old Jack took off his cloak and covered Si Tu Yueming.

Si Tu Yueming smiled and said nothing.

But soon, the carriage stopped.

Old Jack slightly stuck his head out of the carriage and looked outside.

But this time I saw nothing.

The horse in front has its legs trembling for some reason, so why don’t you whip it no matter how hard you whip it?Then they are not willing to move forward even half a step.

Suddenly Tang San seemed to feel something, frowned slightly, opened the curtain and looked outside.

A flash of purple light flashed in his eyes, looking into the shadow of the forest, and meeting another bright red eye, Tang San couldn't help but make waves in his heart.

There seemed to be three black spots spinning in those bright red eyes, and the moment they met their eyes, Tang San felt as if his brain had been hit hard by a hammer.

He stepped back continuously, sat down, and covered his head.

When Si Tu Yueming saw Tang San like this, he also felt a special aura approaching their carriage.

This aura was so strange that it actually made him feel very friendly. Si Tuyue meditated and went to the place where this aura was emitting.

Then he spoke to Grandpa Jack and jumped out of the carriage. Although Grandpa Jack was very worried about Si Tu Yueming, after Si Tu Yueming's assurance, he let him go and have a look.

Tang San was in a daze now and didn't say anything.

Si Tu Yueming walked cautiously towards the forest.

Get into a fighting stance and be ready to turn around and run away if there is any danger.

And that aura seemed to stop when Si Tu Yueming came closer.

Slowly, good things are waiting for Si Tu Yueming to pass.

Si Tu Yueming felt that he was getting closer and closer to that aura, and he stopped about 20 meters away.

He didn't dare to go any further because of the lesson learned last time. Although she was also very curious this time, he felt that keeping a little distance would give him a certain degree of protection when running.

Ah, although if we encounter the same scene as last time, well, there doesn't seem to be much difference.

Si Tu Yueming paused for a while and found that the aura did not move at all, so he moved forward a small step.

The other party still made no move.

Then another small step, and another small step, and another small step.

Soon, after bypassing a tree that blocked his view, he saw the figure of the other party.

Si Tu Yueming was a little confused. This was a coffin, a very large mahogany coffin.

This coffin is very old, and most of the whole thing is covered by green vines. It looks like a very ordinary coffin, which was abandoned in the forest and formed over a long period of time.

But that aura really kept Si Tu Yueming from relaxing at all.

It's definitely not that simple. There's either something inside the coffin, or there's something wrong with the coffin.

According to my experience of reading novels for many years, things about coffins must be evil and weird.

Si Tu Yueming picked up a stone and threw it away.

Then Si Tu Yueming gasped.

I saw a wisp of black air coming out from the entrance of the coffin, and then it condensed into a long black arm, and slapped the stone away with a slap.

The moment the stone was knocked away, it turned into powder and scattered in the wind.

Si Tu Yueming: "Damn it, run away!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

But the coffin condensed three black arms, four in total, and attacked Si Tu Yueming, who was escaping.

The speed was so fast that before Si Tu Yueming could react, he was already behind him.

But just a few centimeters away from his back, he suddenly seemed to be burned by something, so he quickly took it back.

Si Tu Yueming, who had his back to the coffin, didn't see this and didn't know what was going on. He just ran away anyway.

"Something's wrong! It seems like there's no such thing in the original work! Didn't the mistress of the cylinder move well? Why did this thing happen when I came here? Damn it, I didn't do anything evil!?"

But after a while, Si Tu Yueming was blocked by four arms.

Si Tu Yueming put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "You monster, why don't you leave quickly? My brother is Fa Hai. Do you believe I asked him to accept you?"

Although his tone was domineering and calm.

But the trembling of his legs undoubtedly betrayed him.

After saying this, he turned around.

Then he saw an arm stretching out from each corner of the coffin, lifting it up and stopping more than ten meters away from Situ Yueming.

But the arm blocking Si Tu Yueming's path did not retract.

When Si Tu Yueming thought he had bluffed the other party, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, there was another black energy directly in front of the coffin, condensing into a long sword and rushing towards Si Tu Yueming at great speed with the sound of piercing the air.