Nine trials of Douluo's preemptive sea god

inside the cabin.

"Boom!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground awakened Purple Pearl who was in meditation. She opened her purple eyes vigilantly, looked towards the source of the sound quickly, and opened her small red mouth in amazement.As if seeing something incredible.

I saw the white-haired boy who had been meditating every day for nearly half a month, maintaining a cross-legged posture like this, with his whole body facing down, falling obliquely to the left, his forehead slamming heavily on the deck .The long white hair fell down and covered the profile, and the face could not be seen clearly, but the whole person seemed to have lost his voice.

"……Hey!"

Purple Pearl called out tentatively, and she suspected that it was Hemingway fishing for law enforcement.The purpose of deliberately pretending to be unconscious is to lure himself into the bait, once he has thoughts that are not good for him.I'm afraid what greets him is an extremely terrifying punishment.

"..."

The white-haired boy who fell to the ground didn't make any movement, and still maintained that posture, like a dead body without a soul.

Purple Pearl frowned her beautiful brows, bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth, and struggled and hesitated in her beautiful purple eyes.Finally, after hesitating for a while, he quietly stood up.Moving in small steps, slowly approaching, the white-haired boy fell to the ground...

"Hey, are you okay?" she asked tentatively.

While talking, he stretched out his fingers and poked the back of his head lightly. The tentacles only felt that his hair was extraordinarily soft, so they couldn't help covering the whole palm of his hand, smoothing the hair gently, and then Quickly withdrew his hand.Watch his reactions carefully.

"Is there really no reaction at all?" Purple Pearl's scruples disappeared, and she covered his head with her hands again, and rubbed it vigorously.There was a relaxed look on the pretty and charming face. The pressure from the past few days gradually dissipated as he rubbed the head of the culprit... This feeling is really indescribably comfortable, as if this man has surrendered under his skirt ...feeling that life has reached its peak!

"Hmph! Telling you to bully me... deserves it!" She patted the back of the man's head retaliating, with a vengeful smile on her pretty face.

But very quickly, when she turned the white-haired boy over, she was startled.That pale and weak face, that frown that was still frowning in sleep, made Zizhuzhu's pride disappear.It was replaced by tension and panic.

"What's going on? Why is his face so ugly? Could it be some kind of illness?" Zizhu hurriedly lifted Hemingway who was sleeping, and supported his heavy weight with her delicate body.Step by step, he slowly helped him to the side of the bed and sat down.Afterwards, he put his body into a flat lying position, and he breathed a sigh of relief.Looking at the boy's still painful expression in his sleep, her heart also tugged!

Although Purple Pearl was hijacked by Hemingway, besides being a bit unacceptable at first, she gradually figured it out.Rationally speaking, Hemingway hijacked himself.It was indeed the best escape method at the time.Even if she couldn't accept it, it was as if she had been deceived.

However, that doesn't mean she wants to see him in pain.

...............

It's like being in an underwater vortex.

Hemingway, who was in a coma, felt his whole body was spinning, and his body could not stop sinking with the vortex...it would never reach the bottom.

Can only be accompanied by the vortex, sinking into the bottomless abyss...

I don't know how long has passed.

"boom!"

a moment.

The body seemed to have finally fallen to the bottom.

The mind takes control of the body again!

Hemingway slowly opened his eyes, his eyes blurred.The eyes that hadn't been opened for a long time were painfully pierced by the light source in front of them.The eyes closed again subconsciously, I just felt that I couldn't exert strength all over my body, and my mind was groggy...

"...Where am I...?"

"…what happened?"

The brain is like a machine that has not been used for a long time. At this moment, Hemingway's thinking is abnormally slow, and he can't recall what happened before the coma.In a state of half-asleep and half-awake.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

"…who is it?"

Hemingway, who closed his eyes weakly, couldn't exert any strength at all.Even opening the eyelids has become extremely strenuous.He could only vaguely hear a heavy object being placed next to his ear through his sense of hearing.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of running water wringing something dry, and then a cold and wet thing was placed on his forehead, and there was a trace of coolness.It made the drowsy and hot brain feel much better.

After a while, Hemingway fell asleep again...

Wait until you wake up again.

Hemingway only felt as if there was a fire burning in his body!

There seems to be an active volcano in the body that is about to erupt!

Sweat flowed uncontrollably all over his body, but he still couldn't dissipate much heat.

He wanted to control his body to find a cool place, but he felt that his body was not his own.Even though he was sentient, he couldn't move at all.Even the eyes could not be opened at this moment.

If this continues, maybe he will be burned to death?

Fortunately, at this time, slight footsteps came.

And then.

Hemingway could feel his upper body being lifted up, and then his clothes were taken off one by one. Immediately afterwards, a cold and wet towel was pressed against his body, and the sweat was gently and gently wiped away... Along with it, a trace of coolness poured in Inside the body, extinguish the flame.

again and again.

Every part of his body had been wiped, and the flames in his body began to gradually dim with the gentle wiping, and finally completely extinguished.

Hemingway frowned subconsciously, and slowly relaxed...

He fell asleep again drowsily.

that's it.

As I wake up again and again, I fall asleep again and again.

The sluggish brain gradually recovered.

at last.

someday.

Hemingway slowly opened his sea-blue eyes, but was hurt by the lights in the cabin.Hastily closed it again, but at this time he was completely awake, although his body was still a little numb, he could barely control his hands and feet.

At this time, the cabin was opened, and there was a familiar sound of soft footsteps.

Hemingway, with his eyes closed, seemed to be still asleep, but in fact, he had already fully awakened at this time!It's just that a certain girl with a basin of water doesn't know.

So, next.

The white-haired boy's clothes were taken off one by one, and the purple-haired girl wrung out the towel and gently wiped his body as usual... Pretty blushed, even though this kind of thing had been repeated many times.But every time I see his strong and perfect body, I still can't help but blush a little bit and my heart beats.

The body of the opposite sex, especially the body of an opposite sex who has a crush on it.

This was too exciting for her, a young girl with yellow flowers.

Therefore, Purple Pearl can only force himself not to think about this aspect, and treat his body as a piece of fragile porcelain.Just like that, I wiped it carefully until I met a pair of sea blue eyes...

"..." Zizhu's hand froze, and the hand holding the towel was still pressed against his strong chest.

A man and a woman, with sea blue and purple eyes looking at each other, time seems to stop completely at this moment!

ps It's the key plot, and I'm sorting out...