Douluo's opening one dragon

"Go, go." Gu Yuena, who was buying buns, yawned, thinking that someone was scolding her.

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Unable to find the reason why he appeared in the hotel, Deng Jiang had to keep it in mind first and look for it later. After all, the hotel's accommodation fee was a huge sum, and he would not spend money on such useless things.

Back at Notting College, Deng Jiang saw the man in front of him wearing ascetic clothes and with thick hair standing on end. This man was the master who wanted his life.

Deng Jiang had the idea of ​​running away, and kept backing away.

Tang San next to the master noticed Deng Jiang's frightened eyes and movements and was puzzled, walked up to Deng Jiang and asked: "Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you, why are you acting so frightened, don't you really think that my master is so frightened?" I'm going to kill you."

Well, Mistress, isn't it true that I will be scared... This is quite sudden, okay? Deng Jiang thought in his heart, squinting and seeing that the master didn't make any move, and his emotions gradually came under control.

"Brother Jiang, you don't need to be afraid, maybe you're just dreaming, my master is easy to get along with." Tang San explained.

Three, why are you so naive, a villager doesn't listen, but you want to believe an outsider Deng Jiangdao: "Maybe this is really a dream."

"Well, he brought us into the academy. If it wasn't for him, it's still a question of whether we can enroll." Seeing Deng Jiang admitting his mistake, Tang San said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is a dream, a hammer. If I hadn’t been covered by someone, I would have died. Deng Jiang thought, and walked into Notting College ten meters away from the master. I swear, I must leave here as soon as possible. The city has deep routines, and I want to go back to the countryside. .

"Brother Jiang is so strange, he is afraid of my teacher or something, my teacher is so kind." Tang San looked puzzled as Deng Jiang walked away and returned to the master.

"Teacher, I think there is something wrong with my friend Deng Jiang." Tang San said.

The master pretended to be thinking, pondered for a while and said: "He has a problem, and he may harm you."

"Hit me, teacher, why did you say that?" Tang San was born in the Tang Sect, entered the world of Wuhun Palace for the first time, and was still full of temptations for this world, and he didn't understand too much.

"Hidden in his eyes is a vague murderous intent." The master said.

Humph, Silver Dragon King, don’t think that I can’t kill this kid named Deng Jiang because you are protecting him in the dark. I will kill this world one day, so for the soul beast, the master of Rakshasa Dao who has made me think in my heart. , momentarily lost...

Back in the dormitory, Deng Jiang was lying on his bed, not feeling at ease, thinking that it would be great if the Dragon King was my bodyguard.

"No, I want to practice!" Deng Jiang said to himself, and immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

People in a nearby dormitory looked at Deng Jiang with strange eyes. Usually, Deng Jiang didn't like to practice. At this point, he was either sleeping or eating, and it was impossible to practice.

"What's wrong with him?" Xiao Wu, who was bullied every day before, didn't get bullied these days, and seemed a little uncomfortable. Seeing Deng Jiang coming back, she wanted to bully Deng Jiang with her breakthrough strength. Seeing Deng Jiang being so serious Practice, she was quite curious.

The people around looked at each other, but did not give Xiao Wu an answer.

Xiao Wu blinked her eyes, sat back on her bed and started practicing...

At this moment, Deng Jiang closed his eyes, but he could clearly feel the people and things around him. He naturally saw Xiao Wu's hostility towards him, and when the hostility disappeared, he felt relieved to draw his breath into his body.

He felt the external energy entering his body, and he was full within a short while, and he broke through to the sixteenth level in just one hour.

He knew that this was far from enough. The master's strength did not know how far he could go, so he had to be cautious.

"You say that masters are only at level 29, and you are often laughed at." Suddenly someone was talking about the masters of Notting College, and Deng Jiang heard it. Soul, after training to level 29, looking for the third Wuhun.

One day passed, and Deng Jiang raised his martial spirit to level nineteen. Immediately, the next day, he wanted to find a second martial spirit.

But when he was going out, he encountered a difficulty. It was too dangerous to go out, and he could easily die on the road. Immediately, he sat back on the bed, closed his eyes and contacted his martial soul Artinia.

"Atinia, my martial spirit, are you here?" Deng Jiang said to himself.

The darkness in his eyes disappeared, and the golden light appeared. Under the golden light, the dilapidated palace can be seen at a glance. Only a statue of a female angel stands in the middle of the hall.

An angel with golden wings and a holy golden white dress flew in front of him.

The face of an angel and the figure of an angel are indeed well-deserved. In Deng Jiang's knowledge, no one can match the beauty of this female celestial and martial soul artist Artinia in the places he walked on the mainland, except for that peerless figure. On a par with stature.

"Are you looking for me?" the female angel Artinia said with a charming smile.

In Deng Jiang's cognition at this time, he was a child, and when he heard the beautiful voice, he just thought it was nice and didn't think too much about it. He immediately replied: "Well, I'm looking for you, and I asked if it was possible for me to call that Grandmaster."

"Maybe not even a point, you can't beat him." The female angel Artinia nodded her head.

"Have you ever fought?" Deng Jiang asked.

"I am your martial spirit, the stronger you are, the stronger I will be." Artinia laughed.

"However." The female angel Artinia hesitated for a moment.

"But what?" Deng Jiang wondered.

"Hold out your hand," Artinia said.

Deng Jiang hummed and stretched out his hand.

Artinia fanned the golden wings and flew in front of Deng Jiang, and stretched out her jade hand to hold Deng Jiang's hand.

Artinia frowned, and murmured two words: "Seal.

"Your space ring has been sealed."

"Spatial ring, seal, mine." The amount of information was a bit large, and Deng Jiang couldn't accept it.

"These things are all sealed by your wife," Artinia said.

"I still have a wife?" Deng Jiang petrified on the spot.

Could it have anything to do with my three years of amnesia, who am I?

Deng Jiang asked his heart, but he didn't answer him in his heart, leaving only question marks all over the place.

"Okay, I've told you everything you need to know, bye." Artinia said.

"You can't go, sister.

"Pretty sister.

"You can't leave me behind."

Deng Jiangdao's vision returned to darkness, and he opened his eyes to see the dormitory. At this moment, he really wanted to give himself two big mouths, but the actual problem was not solved, and he brought some doubts to himself.

Deng Jiang rubbed his forehead, he felt a little mentally disturbed by this incident recently.

In order to relax, he took out the spicy rabbit meat and prepared to use it to decompress.

But before he ate it, the spicy rabbit meat fell to the ground.

"Deng Jiang, what are you doing!" Xiao Wu's slightly angry voice sounded.