When he walked out of Hongshan College, Tang Wulin's face was filled with unhappy expressions. He had never been as depressed as what he encountered today in all his life.
He grew up in a very ordinary civilian family, but the family was harmonious. His parents had a good relationship and loved him very much. Even when he made mistakes, they taught him earnestly.
But today in the academy, he felt for the first time what "difficulties" meant. Because Wuhun was Blue Silver Grass, his classmates rejected him, and even the teacher was not enthusiastic about him.
When instructing the students to meditate in the afternoon, the teacher obviously spent the least time here.
"Is my martial spirit really that bad?" The unhappiness on Tang Wulin's face gradually turned into stubbornness, "Even if my martial spirit is not good, I must become a great soul master.
Dad said that success is ninety-nine percent hard work and one percent talent. If my martial arts spirit is not good enough, then I will work extra hard!"
He has a cheerful nature, and after he figured it out in his mind, the depression of the day was naturally resolved.
But why am I hungry again? Tang Wulin rubbed his stomach in confusion. The study life in the academy includes one lunch, and there is no limit. The students in the soul master class also have better food than ordinary students.
Tang Wulin ate so much that he was nicknamed a rice bucket. He ate so much that it was almost equal to half of the other dozen classmates combined. It exceeded the appetite of an adult.
Although he had a big appetite in the past, he never ate so much! Moreover, it was only the afternoon, and he was already hungry again.
Go home and look around to see if there is anything delicious. Tang Wulin's eyes suddenly brightened up when he thought of eating.
As he was walking, a small figure on the roadside suddenly attracted his attention.
Although the sunshine in the afternoon is not as abundant as at noon, the weather today is very good, so the sunshine still brings some warmth to the body. What attracts Tang Wulin is the silvery touch under the sunshine.
There is a little girl squatting on the roadside. She looks smaller than him, but she has short silver hair. The sunlight shines on her rare hair color, which naturally reflects the light.
It seemed that there was something pulling each other in the dark. The little girl looked up at him. Her face was dirty and her clothes were somewhat shabby. She looked like a little beggar. But besides that, she looked like a little beggar.
In addition to her short silver hair, she also has distinctive eyes.
Her eyes were large, and the pupils were like two clear amethysts. Even from a distance, Tang Wulin seemed to be able to see his own reflection in her pupils. The long eyelashes naturally pointed upward.
Lift up.
Tang Wulin's own eyes were very beautiful, and he would naturally have a good impression of his peers with big eyes. He subconsciously stopped. When their eyes met, the little girl did not avoid his gaze.
Just with a bit of surprise.
"Little girl, where are your parents?" At this moment, several arrogant young people were also attracted by the silver hair and came close to the little girl.
The little girl didn't look at them and lowered her head again.
Several young people looked at each other, and one of them said: "Silver hair is really rare! Maybe it's a foreigner from the other two continents. I guess the underground black market will like her very much, and her eyes are purple
of."
Several other young men suddenly showed greed in their eyes and nodded to each other.
The young man who spoke earlier squatted down and said, "Hey, little sister. Where are your family members?"
The little girl lowered her head and shook her head, but said nothing.
The young man said with a smile: "Are you hungry? How about my brother taking you to eat something delicious?"
The little girl shook her head again, this time harder.
The young man winked at his companion, stretched out his hand, grabbed the little girl's arm, and pulled her up from the ground. Several other people gathered around to block the outside view.
Amidst the little girl's exclamations, the young man had already carried him on his shoulders.
"What are you doing?" At this moment, a childish roar sounded, startling several young people.
When they looked back, they couldn't help showing a look of embarrassment. The one who stood up to fight against the injustice was actually a little boy, not even as tall as their waist, but very beautiful.
A young man behind had a sinister look in his eyes, raised his foot and kicked Tang Wulin, "You little brat, you dare to meddle in other people's business."
Tang Wulin was kicked by him and fell more than two meters. He was instantly disgraced.
"You bad guys!" He rolled on the ground, immediately got up again, rushed towards the young men, and blocked their way.
The young man carrying the little girl had a stern look on his face. The movement here had attracted the attention of some passers-by. After all, this was on the street.
With a flick of the wrist, a dagger with a cold light was already in the palm of his hand, and he gestured to Tang Wulin, "Get out of here if you don't want to die!"
Tang Wulin looked at him with a stubborn look on his face and said angrily: "Bad people will not have a good end. I am a soul master and I am not afraid of you. Let her go!"
As he spoke, he raised his right hand, a light blue halo flashed, the blue silver grass had emerged from the palm of his hand, and a faint energy wave also emitted.
What can a third-level soul power do? It is just a little stronger than its peers. Without the support of souls and soul rings, a martial soul is far from being able to play a role in combat. This is why one must cultivate to a tenth-level soul power in order to get from the lowest level.
The reason why soul warriors enter the realm of soul masters.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and the companion beside him pulled him.
If they are just ordinary children, even if they do something, as long as they are properly covered, nothing will happen. However, a child with soul power is different. These children are specially recorded by the government, and even passed down
The pagodas are all registered. If something happens to such a child, the federal government will definitely make great efforts to find out the cause, which will be a big trouble. Besides, they have been seen by many people here.
"Bad luck!" The young man at the head snorted angrily with an unwilling look on his face, put down the little girl on his shoulders, and ran away quickly with a few companions.
The little girl staggered and fell to the ground. Tang Wulin hurried over and squatted beside her, "Don't be afraid, I am a man and I will protect you!"
The little girl looked up at him. As she got closer, her big purple eyes looked even more beautiful, and there seemed to be a layer of water mist emerging from her pupils.
"Don't cry, don't cry. I have driven away the bad guys. My name is Tang Wulin, what is your name?"
The little girl was stunned, and finally spoke for the first time, "My name is Na'er."
