Douluo's opening one dragon

Losing the memory of meeting Bailong just now, Deng Jiang, who returned to the form of an eleven or twelve-year-old child, looked at Zhao Wuji who flew [-] meters away and hit the teaching building in front of him.

Without any memory he can't find any clue

"What happened just now." Dai Mobai rubbed his eyes, and looked at Zhao Wou-ki who flew out in disbelief. The inexplicable incident of Zhao Wou-ki knocking down the teaching building was enough to shock the entire academy.

"Who dares to plot against me?" Zao Wou-ki's originally good mood turned into a bad mood, and he went back and forth to Sigu with vigilant eyes, looking for the existence that could defeat him.

At this moment, his whole body was sore, as if he had been hit by a steel bar, and his mighty Vajra Bear couldn't cover him.

Oscar held a sausage and handed it to Dai Mubai: "Want to eat sausage?"

The corner of Dai Mobai's mouth twitched, "Get lost."

"Okay." Oscar laughed and stepped aside.

Tang San looked at Deng Jiang with a complicated expression. He had a feeling that what happened just now might have something to do with Deng Jiang, and Deng Jiang must have used some unknown trick to save himself.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were full of little stars.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was incredible.

Xiao Wu was entangled in her heart: Brother Jiang is so handsome, no, third brother is also very handsome, but Deng Jiang is even more handsome.

The psychic robe reflecting the patterns of golden stars and the moon was worn on Deng Jiang's body. His golden pupils looked at a stick of incense in the distance, and it was nearly a minute away.

"Fire at him." Deng Jiang directed the battle without hesitation.

After hearing Deng Jiang's order, the people around knew that it was an assessment at this moment, so they took action.

"The Seven Treasures are famous, two days, hurry up." Behind Ning Rongrong, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda emerged, with the halo and Deng Jiang walking all over him.

"Time control!" Deng Jiang said softly, shooting a golden arrow.

Tang San controlled his own Wuhun Blue Silver Grass to attack Zhao Wuji.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing fought hand-to-hand, attacking Zhao Wuji's deadly position with sharp claws and legs.

"Interesting." Zhao Wou-ki smiled, revealing the aura of a level 76 Soul Sage on his body.

It frightened everyone present except Deng Jiang. They all held their heads, feeling the shock brought by the aura of the soul saint, and couldn't move.

Deng Jiang read softly: "Dawn!"

breaking Dawn?What about Breaking Dawn? Deng Jiang froze as soon as he finished reading it, because it was a soul skill he had never heard of before.

After the chanting, a long sword with a simple shape and full of simple patterns appeared in his hand.

As soon as this sword appeared, the surrounding oppression belonging to the soul sage disappeared instantly.

Relying on this simple long sword, countless light blades appeared around Deng Jiang's body. These light blades blew Zhao Wou-Ki's body like a tornado. .

Deng Jiang's eyes watched the dust of a shot of incense fall, and a smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, "Successful."

When the assessment was over, the Xiaojian in his hand disappeared, and Zao Wou-ki was spared the bloodletting.

"Impossible, impossible." Zao Wou-ki muttered, being defeated by a 29th-level great soul master, let him, a soul sage, let his mind go.

But he didn't give up, after all he hadn't used Wuhun and Wuhun Avatar yet.

"Pfft." Zhao Wuji spit out a stream of blood, it can be seen that the injury was not taken lightly, and he said unwillingly: "Boy, let's do it again."

"Forget it." Deng Jiang waved his hand. To be honest, he didn't know what he was doing just now. Come again?With his strength of level 29 and a soul saint of level 76, isn't this just looking for a fight? He is not sure that he will have such good luck next time.

When Deng Jiang finished, he felt his eyes were a little moist.

I have nothing to be moved or sad, why, why do I cry?

Deng Jiang was very strange. In his eyes, it was hazy. He saw that everyone around him looked at him with strange eyes.

He slowly raised his hand, the moment he raised his hand, he was stunned, what he saw was a hand full of blood, his eyes touched the other hand, dripping with blood, not far away, a broken Glass, he saw eyes with blood and tears, he felt horrible

"Quick, quick, brother, help."

He heard Ning Rongrong's voice trembling.

Gradually, he felt that his thoughts could no longer support his weight, and gradually, a white hand rested on his shoulder.

"Hurry up and help our Teacher Zhao to treat him." Dai Mobai's voice came to mind.

.....

"Wake up."

Deng Jiang regained consciousness, and the voice he heard was a crisp female voice calling him.

He stretched lazily, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful girl in a strange white dress.

"Are you awake?" Ning Rongrong smiled.

"Wake up." Deng Jiang said.

Ning Rongrong put the porridge in her hand on the table next to her.

Deng Jiang's eyes saw the bright sky outside the bed.

"Can you see it a little bit?" A worried Ning Rongrong waved his hand in front of Deng Jiang's eyes.

Deng Jiang nodded, "I can see it. I saw the hot porridge you brought, your beautiful eyes, and your hand shaking in front of my eyes."

"It's okay, it's really great." Ning Rongrong smiled and said.

After being silent for a while, Ning Rongrong's face was slightly rosy, eyes grateful: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would be the one lying on the bed."

"No, you can have strength as an auxiliary martial soul, and you're still young." Deng Jiang withdrew his eyes sincerely and smiled faintly.

"Anyway, thank you." Ning Rongrong said, "Aren't you going to reject a girl?

"Let me feed you porridge."

"No, I have my own hands." Deng Jiang stretched out his hand, just about to grab the spoon, moved his hand, only to find that his hand had been wrapped in bandages into a rice dumpling, and he stood there in a daze, not knowing how to hold the chopsticks

"Haha." Ning Rongrong couldn't help being amused by Deng Jiang's action, and took the bowl full of porridge, "Let me feed you, look at you.

"This girl fed someone for the first time, you are you, don't you thank me."

"Ah, open your mouth." Ning Rongrong imitated an adult, picked up a spoon, weighed a spoonful of porridge, and blew gently with her mouth.

Seeing the concerned girl in front of him, Deng Jiang was distracted for a moment, thinking of his sister, and did not respond to Ning Rongrong's instructions

"Open your mouth." Ning Rongrong remembered with a pleasant voice.

Deng Jiang came back to his senses, and instinctively opened his mouth.

......

"Yo yo, flirting." A female body sounded.

Deng Jiang and Ning Rongrong looked up together, and saw Xiao Wu leaning against the wall, next to Tang San holding porridge.

"Since there are people, I don't think I should appear here." Tang San blinked at Deng Jiang.

"It's okay, sit down." Deng Jiang, who had lost his memory, had never been in a relationship, so he didn't understand what Tang San wanted to express, so he didn't care.

"Yes, sit down." Ning Rongrong agreed, and hastily put away the spoon in her hand.

"It's quite the master, Rong Rong." Xiao Wu joked.