Douluo's Subversion

"It's not two games a day, it's one game for two people."

Xue Beng had no idea, that's what the elder brother asked for, and I don't know which of his tendons were wrong. It was obvious that his self-confidence was a bit inflated.

Either he thinks his opponent is too good or too confident in his own strength.

Although I advised him to be more cautious.

But what did he say?

What are you looking for for me?

One dish is better than the other...

Why can't you keep up with the super soldiers? (What the hell is this super soldier? We don’t know, and we don’t dare to ask.)

This doesn't stimulate my potential at all...

I'm not here to play house...

big brother...

Play house?

Do you regard those ten people as rag dolls?

Are you so good at playing house?

Except for the first one, which one had nothing to do, which one of the others didn't go out lying down?

Now the grass on the grave is one foot tall...

Oh, they're all dead. Why don't you come and tell me?

Why did you go early?

I worked so hard for him with good intentions, but I didn't expect to cause trouble.

Where do you think this thing makes sense?

When Ning Yuanfei said this, Xue Beng almost became angry.

If he hadn't taken into account the huge gap in combat values ​​between them, Xue Beng would have wanted to slap him in the face with the sole of his shoe.

Even though he was distracted, he couldn't help but think about the future.

If he encounters a serious problem and falls into trouble, the money he earns cannot buy his life...

Anyway, finally...

Hey……

Xue Beng swore that he really didn't agree because of money this time...

He was angry...

It's a life and death fight, why don't you make it more difficult for yourself...

Ok………

that……

boring...

Listen, listen, is this human?

You say this as if everyone else is just a wooden pile, ready for you to ravage...

Xue Beng has broken the pot this time. If you want to die, then die. Without Butcher Zhang, it is impossible to eat pigs with hair. Without you, Ning Yuanfei, I still don’t believe that I can’t survive.

After returning home, Xue Beng became more and more angry as he thought about it over and over...

Hey...

Fuck him…

"Cough...cough...one...one...two people fighting against each other? Soul Sect?"

Xue Beng's words made the manager almost choke to death on his saliva. He thought Xue Beng had made a slip of the tongue, so he asked again with a puzzled expression.

"Yes, you heard it right. In a battle between two people, one person wants to die. He can't wait to fall into the arms of death. You should contact the person as soon as possible..."

"This...this...isn't this against the rules?"

The manager smiled wryly and shook his head, his expression even more wonderful.

"Just asking you if it's okay? If it's okay, just find someone. If it's not okay, just tell me."

"Don't think about it anymore?"

"........."

What the hell am I thinking about? Is it useful to think about it?

"I understand, I understand, it's not a problem, I'll take care of it."

Looking at Xue Beng's increasingly gloomy expression, the manager knew that he was overstepping his mark.

No matter what, it's not easy to die.

It's just a pity that this talent is...

Whether Xue Beng is in a good mood or not is another matter, but Ning Yuanfei is definitely not in a good mood.

Sister...no...brother, do you have any obsession with me?

Are you haunted?

I fight one game and you fight another. Is the prince so idle now?

One runs errands and acts as a manager, while the other watches Soul Fighting when he has nothing to do.

Ning Yuanfei always felt that he was a little unfair.

no……

I'm just a little soul sect, do you need to be so concerned about me?

Besides, it's still early for your coup, and I won't be sure where I will be by then.

Why are you holding on to me?

Do you deserve to stare at me like this?

Wouldn’t it be nice for you to spend more time with Emperor Xue Ye during this time?

If you do this, I won’t be able to stop you...

"A Fei, after so many battles, I see that your attacks are getting sharper and sharper. At first, you were a little bit reluctant to let go, but now you don't change your expression, and you don't dream of the Education Committee's expectations of you. My father's expectations of you are... Your high hopes.”

No matter what Ning Yuanfei thought, Xue Qinghe was becoming more and more satisfied with his performance.

Ah……

What else could Ning Yuanfei say?

If he guessed correctly, Emperor Xueye must have told him about the soul bones...

but

The good news is...

It seems that Xue Qinghe did not expose himself to Wuhun Palace.

Because after this month of observation, there is really no one watching around...

Since seeing through the autumn water, the dew was completely absorbed and the spiritual power of a 2-year-old soul beast was devoured.

Ning Yuanfei's own mental power has reached an unimaginable height.

It is no exaggeration to say that unless a soul master specializes in spiritual power, ordinary Contras may not be as mentally strong as him.

Want to spy on Ning Yuanfei silently without being discovered?

Let’s have a titled Douluo...

Presumably, a small soul sect would not require the Wuhun Palace to send out titled Douluo to monitor it...

After a month of contact, Xue Qinghe had already figured out Ning Yuanfei's habits.

After a few words of encouragement, he said goodbye and left.

Silently looking back at Ning Yuanfei, who was arm-in-arm with Xue Beng, Xue Qinghe couldn't help but feel a hint of darkness in his heart.

avalanche……

Hey……

forget it……

Everyone is at peace with their destiny...

I hope you never take off your disguise...

Anyway, I have tried my best.

Being able to protect him once was already considered as the utmost kindness and righteousness, and it was not in vain for Emperor Xueye's love for so many years.

I hope he doesn't do anything irrational.

I miss my old feelings, but some people don't...

After years of arrangement, he would never tolerate the slightest bit of uneasiness.

"I mean Abeng? Why are you looking so sad? You have too much money and no place to spend it?"

Ning Yuanfei put his hand on Xue Beng's shoulder with a relaxed expression, wondering if he would blackmail him later and buy some jewelry for the two girls.

However, Xue Beng suddenly stopped and looked at Ning Yuanfei seriously.

"A Fei, are we friends?"

Ning Yuanfei looked at Xue Beng who suddenly became serious and didn't know how to answer.

To be honest, he was really touched by Xue Beng's busy schedule for himself in the past month.

It is not ruled out that he wants to make money, but his contribution cannot be denied in any case.

Want to talk about friends?

Their current state...

Calculate?

don't count?

Should it count?

Although they are not close friends, at least they can be regarded as ordinary friends.

"What's wrong with you? Of course we are friends. Not only are we friends, we are also best partners."

"I know. In fact, you don't regard me as a real friend. I knew it from the beginning. Likewise, you have your purpose and I also have my own thoughts."

"We just use each other, but..."

"Whether you believe it or not, since I heard what you said last time, I really like you as a person, and I really want to make you a friend."

"Although there are some things I can't say, please believe in my sincerity."

Is this a confession?

Ning Yuanfei was suddenly dumbfounded.

He touched Xue Beng's forehead with his hand.

Not hot?

Could it be that the soul was taken away?

"I'm not interested in men..."

As if he thought of something, Ning Yuanfei took a few steps back.

Strange eyes kept looking up and down at Xue Beng.

Fuck it, don't you?