Douluo Zhiwu's Wuhun can control time

The expression on Xinghe's face was very calm and serious, but Ning Rongrong still couldn't believe it. After observing carefully for a while, he asked aloud:

"Do you really want to give me this soul bone? This is a soul bone. As you said before, soul bones are the most precious treasure in the soul master world."

"Give you!"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong still looked unbelievable, Xinghe directly threw the soul bone in his hand over.

Ning Rongrong subconsciously caught it, her aqua blue eyes blinking slightly, her gentle and pretty face full of surprise.

She murmured: "You just threw it to me like this?"

"Otherwise? Am I still afraid of breaking it?"

Xinghe rolled his eyes at her angrily, and then said: "Absorb the soul bone, and I will protect you."

"But……"

Seeing that Xinghe simply gave the soul bone to him, Ning Rongrong hesitated for a long time in confusion, but still slowly handed the soul bone back, shook her head and said:

"What you gave me is too precious. This is a soul bone! I can't have it."

"What's so precious about this? If I want to do it, I can make another one now..."

Xinghe thought like this, looked at Ning Rongrong helplessly and said: "It's just a piece of soul bone, what's so precious about it?

Even if I ask you, please move faster and absorb it quickly. "

"Isn't it just a soul bone? Even if you are a disciple of the Pope of Wuhun Palace, you can't speak so loudly, right? It seems that the soul bone in your mouth is like a small stone on the street."

Ning Rongrong curled her lips speechlessly, Xinghe nodded and said: "In my eyes, it is indeed no different from the stones on the street.

Otherwise, let's do this. You absorb this soul bone first, and then help me do something else.Even if it is to compensate me. "

"Help you do something? What is it?"

Ning Rongrong asked curiously, with a hint of caution and vigilance in his watery eyes.

Xinghe said: "It's very simple, let me study how you release your soul skills.

You just need to let me put my hands on your shoulders when you release your soul skills. "

"When I release my soul skill, you put your hands on my shoulders? Is this what you want me to do?"

"That's it, can you absorb the soul ring quickly..."

After Xinghe explained it in a persuasive way, Ning Rongrong finally suppressed the doubts in his heart and absorbed the soul bone made by Xinghe.

After Ning Rongrong finished absorbing Xinghe's soul bone, he stayed there for a while, dazed, with an indescribable look of shock on his beautiful and beautiful face.

"My soul power...has broken through to level [-].

And I can clearly feel that my soul power can continue to make breakthroughs.

And the reason why it is level [-] is just because I didn't obtain a soul ring.

As long as I successfully obtain the third soul ring, the soul power in my body should increase to around level 32!

My soul power was level 26 before, but now it has increased to level 32!

Absorbing a piece of soul bone increased the soul power by a full six levels!

How old is the soul bone you gave me? "

"Sixty-five thousand years old."

“Sixty-five thousand years?

Sixty-five thousand year old soul bone?

Even my sect only has a few soul bones that are more than 5 years old. You just gave me a 5000-year-old soul bone like that?

Are you scared out of your wits by the Titan ape?Are you out of your mind? "

Ning Rongrong exclaimed repeatedly, her eyes as clear as water were dotted with stars, and she looked at Xinghe as if she were looking at a fool.

She walked slowly to Xinghe, put her hand on his forehead and felt it carefully, and said strangely:

"You don't have a fever either?"

"I really appreciate your concern..."

Xinghe took Ning Rongrong's little hand away with a speechless expression, then went behind her, pressed her shoulder with his right hand and said:

"Do you still remember what you promised me just now? Release your soul skills now."

"Ok."

Ning Rongrong nodded, and then called out his martial spirit.

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Xinghe's right hand on her shoulder, and felt that Xinghe's palm seemed to be sending out streams of warmth, flowing between her limbs and bones.

A trace of strangeness and confusion flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and she didn't understand what Xinghe was going to do.

In fact, Xinghe had only one purpose for doing this, which was to know the flow route and rules of the soul power in Ning Rongrong's body when he released his soul skills.

"Seven Treasures are turned out of Liuli, one is strength, and the other is speed!"

In a burst of soft humming, the first and second soul rings under Ning Rongrong's feet lit up one after another, and two brilliant rays of light fell on Xinghe.

After Ning Rongrong applied the first and second soul skills to Xinghe, Xinghe could clearly feel that his speed and strength had improved a lot, but he had no intention of paying attention to it.

At this time, in his mind, through the spiritual consciousness that was introduced into Ning Rongrong's body after contact, he could clearly feel the soul power circulation routes of these two soul skills.

Next, he began to use the Soul Xilongyou, which could simulate soul skills, to stimulate the soul power in his body, causing it to flow along the path of the soul power he just felt.

The next moment, the soul skill simulation was completed, and Xinghe immediately felt that a special energy was generated in his body.

But no matter how hard he tried, there was no way to use and release this power.

It seems that this power cannot be used directly, but needs to be released through a special medium.

After some contemplation, Xinghe made his own judgment: "It seems that if you want to learn Ning Rongrong's amplified soul skills, you must have a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul."

With this thought in his mind, he took back his right hand on Ning Rongrong's shoulder and said to her, "Now we owe nothing to each other."

"So we don't owe each other anything? Why do I feel like I owe you so much..."

Ning Rongrong murmured in a low voice, with a complicated expression on his face.

"If you still feel you owe me, then do me one more favor.

When you return to the dormitory later, help me call Zhu Zhuqing out. "

"Ok?"

Ning Rongrong was slightly startled by Xinghe's words. He stared at Xinghe with his eyes and said strangely:

"You want me to call Zhuqing for you? What are you looking for her for?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Xinghe turned his head and glanced at Ning Rongrong, with an inexplicable smile on his face:

"You care so much about me, don't you really like me and want to marry me?

Did you fall in love with me at first sight when you first met me six years ago?That's why you said you wanted to marry me when we met three days ago?

No way, right?You don't really like me, do you? "

"You...what are you talking about? Who likes you? Narcissism!"

Xinghe's sinister words made Ning Rongrong's eyes widen. After scolding him with a frown, he turned around and left without looking back.

Xinghe hurriedly picked up his steps to keep up. As he walked, he said in his heart: "Sure enough, no one will like the old hermaphrodite. The tone of his words made me sick to my stomach."