Ronin from Douluo

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Falling into this endless abyss, boundless darkness, unable to feel the passage of time, as if abandoned by the whole world, the feeling of loneliness involuntarily spreads out from the bottom of my heart.

Dark, depressing, crazy.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zeng Yi was at a loss and gave up.

That's it

Relax your mind, don't think about anything, and let your body continue to fall into this endless abyss.

uncomfortable

Zeng Yi suddenly felt that it became difficult to breathe. His consciousness became dull and uncomfortable, as if he was about to suffocate.

It’s so uncomfortable!

"ah!!!!"

"Meow"

Xiaoju, who was lying on Zeng Yi's face, was so frightened by the sudden shout that her hair suddenly exploded and she quickly jumped away from Zeng Yi's face.

Zeng Yi, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his closed eyelids, jumped up suddenly, and sat up. He was still panting heavily, his pale face was flushed, and his eyes were filled with fear.

In an instant, Zeng Yi came back to his senses, looked around and found himself lying on a bed in a room.

"What is this place?" Looking at this room, Zeng Yi's eyes were a little confused.

"Meow~"

A cat meowed in the room, and then a silver figure rushed towards Zeng Yi.

"Xiaoju!"

Zeng Yi was a little surprised when he looked at this furry little creature on his thigh.

"Meow~"

Xiaoju raised her head and looked at Zeng Yi with eyes as clear as green gems. Her eyes were full of joy and she rubbed her furry cheek against Zeng Yi's belly, expressing her concern for Zeng Yi.

"Xiaoju"

Zeng Yi couldn't believe it. He reached out to Xiaoju with trembling hands, picked it up, lifted it in front of his face, put his forehead against Xiaoju's furry head, and felt its temperature.

"I'm not dead, I'm still alive"

After murmuring, an expression of excitement appeared on his pale face, and his face became flushed. Zeng Yi's hands holding Xiao Ju also began to tremble with excitement.

Zeng Yi thought he was dead, but now that he saw Xiaoju and could still feel the warmth, he was convinced that he was not dead.

It seems that Sword Douluo did not kill him.

This made Zeng Yi feel a little lucky. It was good not to die. Why should he die if he could live?

But what is that dark world? Isn’t that hell, the world after death?

Recalling the previous memories, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel confused. He could clearly remember the scenes in that world, the endless yellow sand, the lonely wind, and the mysterious figure.

Is this a dream?

"Meow?"

Seeing her master's behavior, Xiao Ju didn't understand it very well. She stretched out her pink tongue towards Zeng Yi's cheek and licked it.

Feeling the moist warmth on his face, Zeng Yi woke up from that memory.

"Xiao Ju, I'm fine." Zeng Yi put Xiao Ju down, touched its furry head with his palm, and said with a gentle smile.

Lifting off the blanket on his body, Zeng Yi sat up from the bed and stood on the floor. He found that his upper body was now naked, and many white gauze strips were wrapped around his strong body.

"Did that Sword Douluo save me?"

Thinking of the scene when he was unconscious, Sword Douluo was the only one present at that time. In his current situation, after thinking about it, Sword Douluo was the only one who saved him.

But in this situation, Zeng Yi couldn't figure it out. What did Sword Douluo mean? He came to trouble him, but he also took action to save himself. This operation was not very understandable.

After relaxing his body, which was a little rusty from sleeping, his whole body made a subtle clicking sound. This feeling made Zeng Yi feel much more comfortable.

My injury is healed.

Feeling the condition of his body, Zeng Yi didn't feel any pain, but his breath was a little weak now. It seemed that the external injuries were healed, but the internal injuries were still not fully recovered.

By the way, where is Xiaoyanque?

Suddenly thinking of this question, Zeng Yi became a little panicked. Now in this room, he and Xiao Ju were the only ones, with no one else around.

"Xiaoju, where did the little Yanque go?" Zeng Yi asked Xiaoju worriedly.

"Meow~"

Xiaoju shouted, jumped up on Zeng Yi's shoulders.

"Is Yanque okay?" Zeng Yi asked again.

Xiaoju nodded her cute little head and responded to Zeng Yi.

"That's good." Xiao Ju's answer made Zeng Yi breathe out and relax his nervous mind.

"You kid finally woke up."

Suddenly, a faint voice came from outside the door. Then, the door of the room was opened, and a figure walked in. Zeng Yi looked at it, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink and became alert.

"Sword Douluo." Zeng Yi's expression was extremely solemn. Light flashed in his hand, and a long sword with a scabbard appeared in his hand. It was Zeng Yi's martial spirit, Lan Qie.

"How can I say that I also saved your life? How can I save my savior who treats you like this?" Seeing Zeng Yi's defensive look, Sword Dou Luo Chen couldn't help but feel a little funny, but seeing Zeng Yi now looking full of energy

, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

Zeng Yi was in a coma for ten days, but his injuries healed in just three days. This made Sword Douluo wonder when his healing spirit liquid was so effective that he was on the verge of death.

It only took three days to recover from the fatal injuries?

However, even after his injuries healed, Zeng Yi showed no signs of waking up. This made Sword Douluo very worried. If he hadn't seen that he still had obvious signs of life, he would have wanted to take Zeng Yi to join the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

However, he cannot bring Zeng Yi back to the sect now, otherwise, trouble from Wuhun Palace will soon come to his door.

After waiting for seven days, Zeng Yi was still in a deep sleep. This made Sword Douluo unable to bear it any longer. He wanted to take Zeng Yi to the sect immediately and use the power of the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to find a way to wake him up. However,

At the last moment, Zeng Yi woke up on his own, which also relaxed Sword Douluo's nervous heartstrings.

If it weren't for you, what would I do?

Listening to Sword Douluo's words, Zeng Yi complained in his heart.

"Where is my apprentice Yan Que?"

Seeing that Sword Douluo was not hostile, Zeng Yi put down his guard, put Wuhun Lanqie away, and asked.

"Your little apprentice is behind and will be here shortly." Chen Xin said calmly. He sensed that Zeng Yi had woken up and rushed back first.

"You have become a master at such a young age. What a great skill!" Chen Xin said again as she looked at Zeng Yi with sharp eyes.

Originally, Sword Douluo was a little unhappy knowing that he had a disciple for no reason. But after finding Zeng Yi, he found that this man had actually accepted a disciple, and he had also become a master and upgraded to a master, and his mood became even more intense.

Feeling uncomfortable.

However, the cultivation talent of his cheap disciple, especially the monster of swordsmanship, turned him into a cheap master, which is very embarrassing. Moreover, his disciple's talent is also monster level, innate ninth level.

Soul power, martial souls are even the best elemental martial souls. As long as they grow up, they will definitely be the strongest group of people. They have made it, their Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has made it! Buy one, get one free, can you believe this?

Not to mention his disciple Zeng Yi, his disciple Yanque alone is more talented than everyone else in the Qibao Glazed Sect.

With such disciples and disciples, Sword Douluo and Chen Xin have no regrets in their lives!

However, you are only fifteen years old and you are already recruiting disciples. How can you do this? Do you know that it will delay your own practice?

Thinking of this, Sword Douluo became a little angry.

I really don’t know the importance, alas~ Disciple Xiaoyanque, it’s better to take him back to Qibao Glazed Sect and practice well. Disciple, just take care of yourself now.

What does it have to do with you that I accept a disciple?

Zeng Yi couldn't help but curse, looking at Sword Douluo, a little confused.

"Haha, it's okay."

Hearing this, Sword Douluo Chenxin's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Do you really think I'm complimenting you?

"Boy, who did you learn your swordsmanship from?" Chen Xin asked in a serious tone.

"Swordsmanship?"

Zeng Yi was a little confused as to why Sword Douluo would ask this question.

"Self-taught, what's wrong?"

"Self-taught?" Sword Douluo's eyes widened instantly.

You tell me that you are self-taught in swordsmanship? Then I, Chen Xin, Sword Douluo, am called Chen Xin of Sword Dao, am I a loser?

Chen Xin's figure flashed and appeared in front of Zeng Yi, startling both Zeng Yi and Xiao Ju.

"Seriously! You didn't lie to me?" Chen Xin's eyes were sharp, like sword rays, looking directly into Zeng Yi's eyes, which made Zeng Yi's eyes feel a little stinging.

Unable to stand his fierce gaze and momentum, Zeng Yi quickly said: "Of course, why should I lie to you?"

Zeng Yi's sword skills were all learned through the skills provided by the system, weapon proficiency, and the Wind Control Sword Technique. Weapon proficiency allowed Zeng Yi to skillfully use various sword weapons and Wind Control Sword Technique.

, also records the use of some sword techniques. However, many of Zeng Yi's current sword skills were achieved by practicing and comprehending them by himself. Just being proficient in weapons would not be what he is now in the realm of swordsmanship.

I can only say that I am really talented in sword training.

"You don't have a teacher?"

"No." Zeng Yi shook his head. How could he have any master? He only had a plug-in, but it ran away long ago.

Zeng Yi's words made Chen Xin's face light up with joy. It's better not to have a master. In this case, then I will be your master.

Chen Xin calmed down for a moment, put his hands behind his back, turned his back to Zeng Yi, gave Zeng Yi an unpredictable look on his back, and spoke lightly.

"I think I have a good talent in swordsmanship and would like to accept you as my disciple. What do you think?"