Flying Thunder God of Douluo Continent

Chapter 127 The Third Soul Skill ([-])

Because of Xu Zixian's "threat" at that time, everyone had to rush into their tents.

not far away.

Cao Bailu, who was about to wash up, swallowed hard.

Since the washing is separate, all the female students have already entered the tent when the boys are washing.

【that. . .Author. . .Look at our title. . . 】

[If we have something to discuss, can we discuss it? . . 】

[In this way, you just write like this, I will be captured by a thousand-year-old soul beast later, and then I have to fight it, how about it? 】

Cao Bailu was doing simple washing work while praying in his heart.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

There is a peak Soul Douluo subconsciously exuding aura beside him, and soul beasts below the ten thousand year level naturally dare not approach.

Washing has a beginning, and naturally it has an end.

The only hope in Cao Bailu's heart was shattered.

He walked towards his tent with great apprehension.

In the Great Star Forest at night, insects hum continuously.

The evening wind blows the autumn leaves, and the campfire crackles and burns. These sounds together constitute a symphony of the night.

Nian Pingsheng, who was sitting by the bonfire watching the first half of the night, watched Cao Bailu approach who had finished washing, and smiled very kindly.

It was Cao Bailu's eyes that responded to Nian Pingsheng.

Nian Pingsheng touched the tip of his nose, turned his head, and began to focus on the bonfire.

The closer he got to the tent, the faster Cao Bailu's heart beat.

His hands had begun to tremble unconsciously.

There are five steps left.

Cao Bailu slowed down his steps, as if he could escape reality this way, as if he could never walk into that tent for the rest of his life.

There are four steps left.

Cao Bailu heard a nightingale singing like the sound of heaven.

He swallowed again to hide his nervousness.

There are three steps left.

The Star Forest in the autumn night is so beautiful and beautiful. Because there is no pollution, there is a bright silver moon hanging high in the star-filled night sky.

In the starry sky, the Milky Way across the night is like a bridge connecting the past and the future. No matter how many years change, no matter how long time passes, it will still stand.

After all, this bridge, from ancient times to the present, has carried the ignorant but beautiful feelings of many teenagers and girls.

The pure and innocent feelings of these boys and girls will always be the most praiseworthy movement.

There are two steps left.

Cao Bailu suddenly remembered the first time he met Li Qingran.

He was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, while Li Qingran was the butcher standing in front of the chopping board.

Cao Bailu remembered again, the first time he saw Li Qingran's real face.

The startling glance that day made the young man never look away.

There is one more step left.

Reality always needs to be faced.

Whether it was the death situation where the mood collapsed back then, or the betrayal of faith when facing Oscar, the current situation is also good.

All need to be faced, avoiding will only bring more problems.

Cao Bailu thought so.

【Go in, close your eyes, go to sleep immediately, open your eyes and it will be the next day. 】

[Yes, that's right, that's it. 】

He has become somewhat incoherent.

It turns out that this young man who has been a human for three generations also has moments of nervousness.

Already standing in front of the tent.

Cao Bailu looked at the tent in front of him, as if looking at the enemy of life and death.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

Open the tent, get in, and close the tent again.

So isolated from the world.

The tent is not big, really not big, it is barely enough to accommodate two people, but fortunately Cao Bailu and Li Qingran are not too big, so they can make do with it.

Cao Bailu lay on his stomach and fell directly to his small bed.

Li Qingran beside him seemed to have fallen asleep.

However, her nervously trembling eyelashes gave her away.

The little girl was in bed, not moving.

Looking at this astonishing sleeping face, Cao Bailu silently said three times "Do not look at evil", and then he also got into bed, ready to use acupuncture points to fall asleep.

[I didn't expect that the sleeping point can be used like this. 】

[Genius, I'm really a genius. 】

However, before Cao Bailu could stimulate himself to sleep with acupressure, he felt bad.

Due to the narrowness of the tent, the two of them in the bed are naturally very close.

Cao Bailu turned his back to Li Qingran. Although the two of them had no physical contact, Cao Bailu could clearly feel the warm burning sensation on his back.

【wrong. . . 】

[There is a big problem! 】

[I can't fucking touch my sleeping hole! 】

[This place is too small! 】

Cao Bailu cried out in despair in his heart.

However, Cao Bailu suddenly remembered that the great philosopher, thinker and educator, Xiahou Xuanji, the great celestial master with a surname outside Longhushan, once said.

"Life is a rape, if you can't avoid it, enjoy it,"

Even if Cao Bailu turned his back to Li Qingran, he could still imagine her red but autumnal face at this moment.

It was a face that would be admired by both romantic poets and strict historians.

Because the tent was too small, Cao Bailu turned over habitually.

Oh hoo, Wang Zha.

That's too late.

It's too late.

It was too late when Cao Bailu discovered the anomaly.

At this moment, my heart stopped beating.

At this moment, time stands still.

At this moment, the picture freezes.

Cao Bailu, who had his back to Li Qingran, was now facing her directly.

The girl's long hair was scattered randomly, and together with her fair face, an ink painting of mountains, rivers and beauties was drawn.

The girl's red lips parted slightly, rising and falling regularly along with the sound of even breathing.

The girl Qiu Shui closed her pupils tightly and did not dare to open them, probably because she was afraid that her pupils would reflect the appearance of her sweetheart.

And such a scene, even Cao Bailu, who has been a man for three generations, can't control it!
Cao Bailu could only swallow his saliva in disappointment.

He blushed, closed his eyes, and prayed to the God of sleep to save him.

He stopped thinking again.

So, of course he didn't see it.

The girl's slightly raised mouth.

How to describe the scene that is appropriate?

　I was sick yesterday, and there were only two shifts, so I'm really sorry.

　　Four changes today, to make up for yesterday's.

　　I'm really sorry and thank you all for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)