Night, twelve o'clock.

Just one second passed, Tian Qingqing opened her eyes on time.

No matter which university the Soul Master Department is located in, it is a key department. Ice City University is also one of the 18th National Congress. Tian Qingqing is even known as the future star of Ice City University.

Therefore, Tian Qingqing's dormitory is not an ordinary dormitory.

It is a luxury villa.

The decoration of the villa will not be mentioned for now. The key is that there is a large open space outside the villa for Tian Qingqing to train his soul and pet.

Just half an hour later, Tian Qingqing in the training ground was already in a state of confusion.

Because Mo Lin Python's poisonous fangs bite, its power has increased dramatically!

Without professional evaluation, Tian Qingqing realized that his proficiency in fangs had advanced from mastery to mastery.

And all this requires only three low-level soul crystals!

The shock in my heart is beyond words, but after the shock, there is deep fear.

The Hall of the Wanjie Soul, the Lord of the Wanjie Soul...

And the source of all souls.

The past experience made Tian Qingqing extremely insecure, and at this moment, Tian Qingqing involuntarily took out her mobile phone and opened the address book.

His fingers were stuck on the name "Brother-in-law. Bai Tianyu", but Tian Qingqing suddenly stopped moving.

She stopped for a long time under the moonlight.

Until she smiled complicatedly.

"Forget it, don't bother him."

"He's too busy..."

...

Ice City, settle down.

When Anton opened his eyes again, he saw the nervous father and mother An.

After yawning a big yawn, Anton realized that his father almost died today.

I quickly got up and prepared to start the filial piety session, but I didn't want to be slapped on the bed by my mother.

“What about the evolutionary type!?”

Anton: "No change..."

"But the soul crystal is 80 less, so what is the money spent!?"

"here……"

The bronze soul light rose slightly and flashed away. Anton scratched his head embarrassedly, but his fat face was full of proud expressions of "Praise me quickly and praise me quickly".

But what they didn't want was not praise, but the parents' look at each other.

After a while, An's father said quietly: "Can you even improve your strength level directly..."

An's mother also looked complicated: "Although it's not a good loss for evolution, but you son..."

Anyway, the mood is very complicated.

For a moment, say good night to each other.

Anton was about to fall asleep, but he heard the knock on the door again.

When I opened the door, it was An's mother.

Before Anton could speak, An's mother had already stuffed a bag of soul crystals into Anton's hands.

That heavy weight...

"This is all the savings in our family. But don't spend them all on yourself. Change to evolutionary type, the stronger the better, the more the better. I have a way to exchange these information for more money."

Anton: "...Mom, you have to do this in terms of making money..."

I just went to bed when the knock on the door sounded again.

Open the door, it was An's father.

Then he heard An's father hesitate and said, "Next time, please help me ask, are I really not destined to be with that adult?"

"I think there should be room for negotiation."

Anton: “…”

...

After seeing off Anton and Tian Qingqing, Xia Lin finally no longer had to maintain the character of the Soul Lord Wanjie.

Stand up from the chair and quickly walk to the [Strength] and [Skills] stone tablet.

By communicating your mind, you can see two lines of text: [current strength points: 4000] and [current skill points: 1.5]!

"The exchange ratio between intermediate soul crystal and low soul crystal is 1:100. I cut half of it, and this number is correct."

The 4,000 strength points are not enough to increase Xia Lin's strength level to the Bronze Age - although Xia Lin also needs to rebate his own consumption, he still needs to have 80 intermediate soul crystals in the first round.

But the same thing is true, no hurry.

Xia Lin has no need to improve his strength now.

Leaving the Soul Hall, lying on the bed and taking out his cell phone, Xia Lin searched for the three words Tian Qingqing.

Young and beautiful, bronze soul master, with space ring.

There are not many such people nationwide.

The Internet industry is so developed now that as long as people exist, there will be traces!

Sure enough, Xia Lin quickly searched Tian Qingqing's information.

[The beautiful girl of heaven, the white phoenix in the ice city!]

[Champion of the last 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China!]

【It is most likely that it is Bai Tianyu’s legendary lover…】

The last piece of information made Xia Lin stunned.

Bai Tianyu, one of the four legends in China, has a noble status and a terrifying strength. What’s more important is that he is young and handsome, and he is only 37 years old this year!

Considering the space ring in Tian Qingqing's hand... this rumor is well-founded...

"But what do you think so much?"

Xia Lin just needs to know that Tian Qingqing is a rich woman and that's the end.

As for the fact that there was a legend behind her... how could she say that the collision with An's father tonight made Xia Lin realize that even a legend would not have the ability to break into the Soul Hall of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

Then what else am I afraid of?

...

In the next few days, Xia Lin and Anton met every day.

The two kept discussing the assessment of the 18th National Congress.

Overall, the framework for Andong to take off Xia Lin... and halfway through, Xia Lin searched the Internet and happened to find the video of the championship match for the last 18th National Congress.

In the video, Tian Qingqing has light makeup, her temperament is as cold as a Valkyrie, and she is completely different from yesterday.

When Anton saw this, he was slightly stunned, but he didn't say a word, as if he had other plans.

In short, although Anton is a little stunned sometimes, he has many ideas and is actually very smart. Xia Lin briefly mentioned Anton, and the follow-up will be all about Anton.

The third night, 11:55.

Xia Lin first entered the Soul Hall of Wanjie.

...

Tonight, Xia Lin did not wait for Bai Tianyu.

At about twelve o'clock, Xia Lin pulled people on time.

And this time, the Anton family didn't make any trouble, and Tian Qingqing quickly received feedback.

Two soul lights traveled through the void and arrived at the Soul Hall of Wanjie in an instant.

The gray fog was automatically wrapped around Anton, and the last look was repeated, covering up Anton's identity.

After the two of them stood up, Xia Lin coughed lightly and said, "Let's start."

Behind him, four stone tablets shone brightly, but before Anton set off, Tian Qingqing said first: "Dear Master of Soul."

She bent down and bowed, and the beautiful curves were visible at a glance.

"What's the matter?"

Tian Qingqing pointed at Anton.

"I want a disguise, too."

"Can."

The sound fell, and the gray mist floated again, covering Tian Qingqing's body, forming a pure white mask and robe.

This was chosen by herself.

The two evil spirits of black and white belong to...

Tian Qingqing was not as frightened as Anton. After dressing up and pretending, she naturally came to the first chair on the left to sit down. Anton slowed down and quickly sat down in his position.

Tian Qingqing glanced at Anton with a squint eyes, and then looked at the Lord Soul Lord who was above and seemed to be unable to get interested in anything. She spoke in a simple way.

"Soul Lord, I have something to ask."

Xia Lin's index finger flicked, and he gently tapped the handrail twice, and then listened to Tian Qingqing's words again.

"Is this party once every three days?"

Xia Lin did not respond, but just looked at Anton, and Anton quickly explained: "Sometimes a day, sometimes three days, sometimes a week."

"Apart from the Soul Lord, are there only two of us in the party?"

Anton stopped responding, but Xia Lin said, "I just woke up."

Tian Qingqing nodded and asked again: "So Master Soul, I will ask, do you want to hold such parties regularly in the future?"

Xia Lin did not nod or shook his head, but replied calmly, "This does not depend on me, but on you."

"If you don't want to, I won't force it."

"If you want, I am happy to provide you with such a venue."

"I've been sleeping for too long, and I don't mind listening to some outside news from you, nor do I mind letting you get the light of the Soul Palace."

Tian Qingqing immediately stood up and said respectfully: "My lord."

With Xia Lin's eyes signaling, Tian Qingqing had just sat down. Xia Lin could see that Tian Qingqing's eyes began to shine under the mask...

That is the light of ambition.

"Sir, I have such an idea."

"Since Lord Soul Lord can accept us to admire the greatness of the Soul Lord and the Soul Hall, I think our gathering form can also be slightly changed. It can be changed more formal, more ritualistic, more meaningful, and more valuable..."

"Of course, all this needs to be approved by your advisor."

"I have no objection."

Tian Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you please let me talk about my thoughts?"

"Um."

...

Xia Lin thought that Tian Qingqing was a little interesting...

It is not difficult to hear from her inside and outside that this woman has already recognized the Wanjie Soul Palace and regarded herself as a part of it.

She used some "insignificant" small things to show off her presence in front of the Soul Lord, and thus improved her position in this circle.

But what she said was really not a irrelevant trivial matter...

The Lord of Wanjie Souls must not care about these things, but Xia Lin cares! Don’t you have to manage your own small circle well? Don’t you have to take good care of your own leek land?

But this matter cannot be said as the Lord of the Soul of Wanjie.

Anton's mind was not smart when it should be bright, and he didn't expect this.

But I didn't expect Tian Qingqing, the new leek, to mention this matter...

Xia Lin was so happy.

Then I listened to Tian Qingqing's words again.

"First of all, our meeting must have a name, and the name is very important!"

Anton nodded like a rice-pecker: "Yes, yes, name is very important."

Tian Qingqing: "And the name..."

After saying that, she looked at Xia Lin.

Then Xia Lin squinted his eyes slightly, and spoke softly for a moment.

"I am the master of all souls."

"The Soul Palace is the source of all souls!"

"My will is the will of the soul! And you are my believers, and you are also believers of the soul!"

"Name... Well, I vaguely remembered that before I fell asleep several times, I had such an organization..."

He was silent, he thought.

Until he speaks again.
Chapter completed!