Douluo's opening one dragon

Deng Jiang looked at himself in the mirror and quickly washed the blood off his face.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he suddenly froze, and touched his long white hair. For a moment, he thought that the white hair was the mark of his age, and found that he didn't know himself at all.

"Who am I?" Deng Jiang stroked his outline in the mirror, his red pupils showed confusion.

After watching for a long time, the water drops on Deng Jiang's face were already dry, his pupils dilated suddenly, and there was something hard on his head against the hood. Touched, the hard touch on the head was like antlers.

He stretched out his hand in disbelief and put down the hood. In the hood, a pair of horns that appeared on the dragon's head were growing on his head. It was white as a whole, like white jade, but it was not very flat, just like the real thing. Horn-like.

"What's the situation." Deng Jiang looked at the dragon horns on his head and frowned. In order to let outsiders see, he quickly put the hood up again.

"Brother, are you ready?"

Qiushuang's voice reached Deng Jiang's ears, and Deng Jiang calmed down and said, "Okay."

Deng Jiang said and pushed open the bathroom door.

"Brother, what's the matter, you seem to be a different person when you go in and out." Qiu Shuang looked at Deng Jiang suspiciously. At this moment, the faint smile on Deng Jiang's expression disappeared, and the rest was Deng Jingping who was absent-minded.

One day, when you are assured that you will grow horns, you should feel the same as me. Deng Jiang forced a smile and said, "You guys eat, I still have something to do."

"Brother, what's the matter, do you need my help?" Qiushuang asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a trivial matter." Deng Jiang smiled, confirming over and over in his heart that he must remain normal.

"Okay." Qiu Shuang gave Deng Jiang a suspicious look and said to Qiu Shuang, "If you need my help, you can tell me at any time."

"Me too, if there's anything, I'll tell you Sister Luo." Luo Xiangyun interrupted.

"Okay, I will." Deng Jiang said with a smile: "That's it, I still have something to do, so I'll go back to my room first."

Deng Jiang said, pulled the door, walked out, and then returned to his room at a faster speed.

"Strange, do you also feel that something is wrong with my brother today." Qiushuang asked.

"Well, he stayed in the toilet for nearly 10 minutes, and when he came out, he said he had something to do, and left in a hurry." Luo Xiangyun rubbed her chin left.

"My brother has something to hide from you and me." Qiushuang said, eating the bun in her hand.

.....

After half an hour.

I am human, I don't want to have something different from human beings, I don't want to be different, I don't want to, this way, my sister and friends will stay away from me Deng Jiang touched his white jade horns, the dragon horns are beautiful, but he Very resistant.He sat slumped against the wall, a pair of dragon horns and white hair were mostly stained red by blood.

During this period of time, he thought about who in the Douluo Continent could grow horns, and the results of passing him were all legends, or bad legends.

Either werewolves massacre the village, or demons kill people. The results of these people are not easy. It makes him feel that he is the same existence as these people. One day in the future, the world will be destroyed. The more he thinks about it, the more afraid he wants to get rid of dragon horns.

But no matter whether he chopped it with a knife, sawed it with a saw, or pulled it out with his hands, the dragon horn on his head was not injured at all, but a big cut was made on his hand, and his long white hair was wet with blood.

At this stage, he asked Artinia, and the explanation given to him by Artinia's holy bow was: What's wrong with the horns, I still have wings.After answering, Deng Jiang was allowed to shout, but she didn't show up.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door of the room.

Who would come to Deng Jiang at this time? In a moment of doubt, he realized that most of the people who knocked on the door were Qiu Shuang or Luo Xiangyun.

"Who?" Deng Jiang quickly tidied up his messy, bloody hair, and put the hood back on.

"I."

Luo Xiangyun's voice came to mind.

"Not here." Deng Jiang replied instinctively.

After finishing speaking, he was taken aback for a moment, then knocked his head, thinking that this is not deception.

Walking to the door, Deng Jiang paused and said, "Sister Luo, wait for me, I will open the door for you later."

"Okay." Luo Xiangyun's calm tone reached Deng Jiang's ears.

Deng Jiang quickly ran to the bathroom to process his own blood, and opened the door of the room.

Seeing the slightly wet hair on Deng Jiang's head, and the strong smell of blood coming from inside, Luo Xiangyun frowned slightly, stepped forward instinctively, grabbed Deng Jiang's hand hidden behind her back and said: "What happened to Brother Jiang?"

"Ah, it hurts." Deng Jiang sneered in pain, and retracted his hand. Luo Xiangyun's hand was held tightly, but Deng Jiang's hand was not retracted.

Luo Xiangyun's gaze moved down instinctively, and found a bloodstain on the heart of Deng Jiang's right hand, which was almost healed.

Having been with Deng Jiang for so long, Luo Xiangyun also knows some of Deng Jiang's abilities. For example, Deng Jiang has a sword, which makes leapfrog challenges stress-free, and its strong recovery ability, which can heal small scars in ten minutes , So Luo Xiangyun concluded that Deng Jiang's hand should have been seriously injured just now, and the bloody smell in the house was probably left by Deng Jiang's injury.

"Why did your hand hurt?" Luo Xiangyun frowned slightly, and took out a handkerchief with a few peach blossoms on it to bandage Deng Jiang.

If I tell you, Deng Jiang said: "It's nothing, I was cut by a knife."

"Hey." Luo Xiangyun sighed. Deng Jiang is a person who reports good news but not bad news. She also knows this, so she didn't ask any more questions and concentrated on bandaging Deng Jiang.

After bandaging the wound, Luo Xiangyun looked at Deng Jiang with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, "Okay."

Looking at this beautiful woman who is not like a mortal, Deng Jiang paused for a while and said, "Thank you."

"Why are you being so polite to me? You are my savior. This is nothing. Besides, you and your sister were chased and killed by the Chengshen Society." Luo Xiangyun waved her hand and smiled.

"I won't be polite in the future. Saving you is purely because I saw injustice and drew my sword to help. I asked for it myself." Deng Jiang laughed.

"Your sister and I only ate half of our breakfast. We knocked on the door and told you to go over to eat, but you didn't respond at all when you knocked on the door, so I brought it to you." Luo Xiangyun walked into the bloody room with the leftover breakfast. smelly room, gently close the door.

Well, maybe the sound of the saw covered up the knock on the door. Deng Jiang said: "Well, when you knocked on the door, I went out to buy something."

After a quick breakfast, Deng Jiang proposed to Luo Xiangyun and Qiushuang to find Dugu Bo. Although the two women were reluctant, they decided to follow Deng Jiang because they felt that Deng Jiang was a little abnormal today.

Walking to the door of Tiandou Royal Academy, Deng Jiang asked the guard: "Have you seen..."

"Senior, senior."

Just as Deng Jiang wanted to ask about Dugu Bo's whereabouts, a voice belonging to Dugu Bo rang out.