The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 17: Is Ning Rongrong Likely Stillborn?

Uncle Jian and Uncle Bone shook their heads at the same time
Uncle Jian: "I'm not sure, but it's very strong! Especially the sword intent, which actually made my Seven Killing Sword tremble a little. I don't want to admit it, but this person's swordsmanship should be better than mine, especially the bloody sword on his back..."

Uncle Bone: "I didn't find any sword intent, but I smelled a bloodthirsty aura. This person is very fierce! Young master, why don't we take a detour and avoid it."

The girl in the yellow shirt tilted her head and thought for a while, her eyes were full of curiosity and weirdness, she really wanted to meet a character who could make two 88-level Contras want to retreat just by looking at their backs experience.

Looking at Ning Fengzhi, he asked, "Fengzhi, what do you think?"

As expected of a husband and wife, with just one look, the two understood each other's intentions.

Uncle Gu and Uncle Jian looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, and followed, but they were no longer hidden in the dark, but followed closely behind them.

If the distance is too far, I worry that if something happens, the rescue will not be available.

At the same time, the two of them also had their own pride in their hearts. Although that person was full of weirdness, and the surroundings were full of evil intentions, but the two of them teamed up, and with the support of Ning Fengzhi, the soul sage of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, even if the other party was really Titled Douluo, they are also sure to escape unscathed.

What's more, the two also became interested in that mysterious man.

I don't know why such a mysterious strong man appeared on the mainland, but since I met, it would be a good thing to get acquainted with him.

It would be the best if he could recruit the other party into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

In Song Wuxinsan's perception of the spiritual barrier, he was aware of the arrival of the four, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Because at this time, the soul power of the Title Douluo in Shennong Cauldron has been tempered, that is to say, he can be promoted to a level 80 Soul Douluo at any time.

As long as he advances, his injuries will be fully healed, even if the person who comes is a Titled Douluo, he will not be afraid at all.

On the contrary, he still had a faint expectation, hoping that the person who came would be an enemy.

In this way, "Spirit Absorption Dafa" can come in handy again.

As his level increased, he was no longer interested in low-level soul masters.

The soul power of those people is really pitifully weak, and the poison of soul power is also heavy.

Now, he is only interested in the soul power above the soul sage.

As for the capacity of the Shennong Ding, there is no need to worry at all, it is enough to accommodate the soul power of five Title Douluo.

Subpersonality: "Listening to their conversation just now, if I'm not mistaken, the people here should be Ning Fengzhi from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School and his wife, as well as Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo who have not yet broken through the Title Douluo."

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School did not participate in the rounding up and hunting that day.

Sub-personality: "Hey, it's a pity, I'm not an enemy, so I'm sorry to kill you."

Song Wuxin added some firewood to the fire, glanced at the secondary personality who was sitting across from him, holding wine in his hand, muttering in his mouth, and said:

"You are just an illusory shadow of mine, holding wine, without control over your body, how do you drink it?"

The movement of the secondary personality shaking the wine glass froze for a moment, "As soon as you opened your mouth, I knew that there must be no good words. I hate you the most boring gourd. If you don't open your mouth, it will be fine. If you open your mouth, it will be a 9999 crit."

Song Wuxin didn't bother to talk to him, so she tore off a piece of barbecue and threw it into her mouth, chewed it twice, took another sip of wine, and said:
"You are embarrassed to do it, I don't care about that much."

Sub-personality: "But they didn't participate in [Operation Wolfhunt], and they are not our target of revenge, so there is no need for extra trouble."

Song Wuxin: "Am I familiar with them? Do I have a good relationship? For revenge, are you sure they won't become our stumbling block? Don't forget, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the protector sect of the Heaven Dou Empire. And the Heaven Dou Empire is also Our goal. I have no reason not to suck the big fat sheep that came to my door."

Sub-personality: "This... But it's not enough to kill people, right? If you kill them all, wouldn't it mean that that cute little girl Ning Rongrong died before she was born? Can you bear it? You are so ruthless , bloodthirsty, aren't you afraid that Ning Rongrong's readers and fans will send you blades?"

Song Wuxin was silent for a while, "Then just suck up the soul power, just don't kill them. The soul-absorbing method just sucks up the opponent's soul power, and after a year or so, it can be recovered through practice."

The words have already reached this point, and the sub-personality also knows that this is already the biggest concession of this killing god, and there is no way to make him give up his immediate interests.

Xiao Rongrong, I can only help you here. If I hadn't tried my best to protest, maybe you wouldn't even have the chance to be born. When you are born, you must let me pinch it in return.

At this moment, Song Wuxin's words suddenly made the secondary personality's smile freeze on his face again.

"It's so dirty, even an unborn baby girl will be spared!"

Sub-personality: "...What the hell, Song Wuxin, to insult me ​​like this, I want to fight you! A life-and-death duel!"

Song Wuxin: "Did I say something wrong?"

Sub-personality: "I appreciate it, appreciate it, understand! Moreover, even if I really have that kind of thought, there is nothing to be ashamed of if I develop a loli. You didn't always say that I was too dedicated in the past, and in the end betrayed so badly that they were hanged from a tree?"

Song Wuxin: "So?"

Sub-personality: "So in this life, I want to open the harem so that I don't lose my mind."

Song Wuxin: "Hehe... I'm the master of this body, you don't have control, go and cool off."

Subpersonality: "...Song Wuxin, I want to fight you!"

People who speak few words are just annoying, and they often speak directly to the wound, directly poking at the wound, and asking if it hurts.

When Song Wuxin was fighting with the alternate personality, Ning Fengzhi and the others had already arrived at the fire where Song Wuxin was.

Seeing the bloodstain on his face, the girl in the yellow shirt was taken aback.

Such a handsome young man, but how could there be such a terrifying bloodstain on his face, it looked really scary.

And it also spoils the appearance a bit.

Women, the first thing to look at is appearance.

As for Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo, they were immediately surprised by Song Wuxin's age.

too young!

It looked even smaller than the youngest girl in yellow shirt among them.

But it was such a young man who made the two 88-level Contras want to retreat just by looking at his back.

Inexplicably feel a little absurd.

Although I still pay attention and be vigilant in my heart, I finally let go of my guard.

Man, after all, it is unavoidable.

Seeing the other party's young age, one would think, hey, so young, even if one started practicing from the mother's womb, how high can martial arts be.

The word "senior" that Ning Fengzhi had already brought to his lips, the moment he saw Song Wuxin, it also changed into:

"I don't know this brother, can we stay here for a night?"

Because there is not only a source of water, but also a cave next to it.

It is a good place to stay at night in the Star Dou Forest.

Song Wuxin: "Please go ahead!"

The secondary personality pouted: "Big fat sheep, you're welcome!"

　Ning Rongrong will not die in the womb, readers who like Ning Rongrong, please don't send blades, just give some recommendation tickets, thank you...

　　


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