Beheading Gods and Becoming Immortals: Starting from Tearing Title Douluo by Hand

In Room 302 of Tiandou Royal Hotel, Wang Siming went upstairs to rest after dinner.

He and Zhu Zhuyun drank a bottle of red wine, and now they felt a little tipsy.

After returning to the room, Wang Siming first locked the door, then dimmed the lights and put on soft music.

The water in the bathtub was flowing gurglingly, and looking at the dim lights outside the French window, it was like being in a dream.

This is fucking life. In the past, he could only call it survival when he lived in a rental house.

Wang Siming opened the ventilated windows wide to let in fresh air. He did this even in a dilapidated rental house. Once a habit becomes natural, it is difficult to break.

The breeze blew on my face, making me even more tipsy.

Wang Siming closed the gauze curtains, but the lights outside the window were still on.

Wang Siming has been sleeping like this recently because he is afraid that he is in a dream now, and it would be worthwhile to take one more look at the bustling city.

Take off your clothes and dive into the bathtub, and the old otaku also wants to enjoy a milk bath.

Gradually, my eyelids bulge and I easily fall asleep in a comfortable environment.

It's midnight and the water in the bathtub is cold.

Wang Siming was suddenly awakened by a thin sound outside the window.

There are no trees outside the window.

Is there a thief?

Just as the man was reaching for his bathrobe, a dark figure suddenly appeared in the room.

"Who are you?" Wang Siming asked in a deep voice.

Suddenly the lights turned on and the high heels clicked. Is this female snitch so bold now?

"Wang Siming, you are in a good mood for taking a bath in the bathtub this evening. You didn't tell me your room number just now, which made me look for it for a long time." Zhu Zhuyun came over and said resentfully.

Damn it, what is this woman doing here in the middle of the night?

Wang Siming squatted in the water and did not dare to get up. Zhu Zhuyun made a stroke with his hand and the water was ice cold.

She picked up her bathrobe and threw it at Wang Siming's face, and then said, "The water is cold, get up."

After Zhu Zhuyun said that, he went to close the blackout curtains, and Wang Siming took advantage of the opportunity to put on his bathrobe.

Suddenly Zhu Zhuyun's figure flashed, and a black light as fast as lightning came over.

The first soul skill [Golden Bell Cover] is activated to resist 100% damage.

Zhu Zhuyun's close punch had no effect on him, and then he used a soul skill.

The second soul skill [Netherworld Hundred Claws].

The first soul skill [Golden Bell Cover] is activated to resist 100% damage.

Zhu Zhuyun is extremely fast, but Wang Siming's golden bell has amazing defensive power. As long as the level is higher than the opponent's, he can avoid any damage.

Looking at this woman's posture, Wang Siming guessed that she was only in her 30s.

The fourth soul skill [Tai Chi].

Zhu Zhuyun was suddenly stuck in Tai Chi, and then was pushed back onto the big bed by Wang Siming.

Wang Siming knew that the other party had no ill intentions, so he measured the strength of his attack quite accurately. After the Yun Shou was launched, the man did not continue to pursue, but stood aside and took a defensive position.

Zhu Zhuyun bounced up from the bed like a carp, landed firmly on the ground, then stamped his foot and said, "Humph, I climbed up the window to find you at night, but you ended up bullying me instead."

This punch made Wang Siming unable to see clearly. Why am I being so careful and am I still being bullied?

This is my room. Do you understand if you break into a private house?

Zhu Zhuyun sat on the end of the bed with her hips on her hips. She patted the seat beside her with her hand and motioned for Wang Siming to sit over.

Wang Siming sat next to her like a robot, and Zhu Zhuyun's girly fragrance smelled particularly good.

"Why don't you speak?" Zhu Zhuyun heard.

"Uh, have you eaten?" Wang Siming regretted after saying this. This answer was too awkward.

Zhu Zhuyun did not continue, but said in despair: "I am from the Star Luo Empire. I will go back tomorrow morning. I may never come here again. Will you think of me?"

Wang Siming instinctively felt that this was a proposition, but he still said the word 'will' dully.

Zhu Zhuyun suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "What a trick of fate. I wish I had known you earlier. No, I wish I could have been born in the Tiandou Empire."

"Are you unhappy?" Wang Siming asked.

"I was happy at first, but I became unhappy after seeing you."

"Do I make you sick to your stomach?"

Zhu Zhuyun slapped the man on the left with his small hand and said plaintively: "You know how annoying you are? You are so good that it's annoying."

Due to the compatibility of martial spirits, the Dai and Zhu families of the Star Luo Empire have been married for generations.

When Zhu Zhuyun was very young, he was married to Davis, the eldest son of the Star Luo Empire Emperor, but they both grew up in their own families and agreed to enter the Star Luo Royal Soul Master Academy at the same time when they were 16 years old.

Study and cultivate relationships at the Royal Academy, and then get married when you reach adulthood.

Due to the cruel mechanism used by the Dai family to select princes, only one woman from the Zhu family in each generation can marry into the royal family, because the loser of the Dai family's prince will eventually die.

Zhu Zhuyun was proud at heart and longed to be with a strong man as a partner since she was a child. She also secretly inquired about her fiancé.

Davis was very strong, at least in the Star Luo Empire.

But there is no harm without comparison. Wang Siming is ridiculously stronger at the same age.

"You should be at the Soul Sect level, right?" Seeing that Wang Siming didn't speak, Zhu Zhuyun continued to ask.

"Yes, level 44 Soul Sect."

At the same age of 16, his soul power is ten levels higher than this, this perverted guy.

"I want to leave some memories, can you help me?" This visit to the Tiandou Empire is Zhu Zhuyun's graduation trip from the low-level soul master academy. When she returns, she will face Davis.

Wang Siming turned his head and asked, "Yes...it's okay, but how can I help?"

Zhu Zhuyun suddenly hugged him tightly, and his hot lips pressed against him.

The two of them ignited like firewood, and Wang Siming's hands gradually became dishonest while kissing.

After a while, while Wang Siming's hand was wandering around in Wangqing, he was suddenly grabbed tightly by the other party.

"We can't do it later." Zhu Zhuyun suddenly said firmly.

After Zhu Zhuyun finished speaking, the two stopped pulling.

Wang Siming complained in his heart: You have left memories.

Zhu Zhuyun tidied up his messy hair, tightened the belt around his waist and said, "You have your future, and I have my destiny. I just regret that I won't be able to do it in this life."

After Zhu Zhuyun finished speaking, he opened the curtains and jumped out towards the window.

Wang Siming stuck his head out of the window and looked out, and saw a black cat swimming against the wall in the night.

The agility and attack type soul master's body skills are indeed very cool, but it's a pity that we are taking the power-based route.

The midnight wind made Wang Siming's hair messy, and there was still a faint smell of rouge in the corners of his mouth.

Wang Siming still left the window open before going to bed, hoping that his beloved would return at midnight.

He has now reached level 46, the progress bar on the fifth page of the God-Slaying Manual has changed to 5%, and three of Zhu Zhuyun's five red hearts have been lit up.

This upgrade method is really incredible. At this time, Wang Siming suddenly understood the verse.

If you want to kill the three corpses and send them to the world, if you are satisfied and want to disappear, you can become an immortal.

Besides emptying the box of desire, another way is to fill it.

Pick it up, put it down.

If you haven't taken it yet, how can you put it down?

Wang Siming forced himself to fall asleep with his dream of becoming a fairy. He had to go to various colleges for interviews tomorrow, so it was hard to show up with dark circles under his eyes.