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

"I can't eat any more. Here it is." Liu Erlong handed the half-eaten grilled fish to Wang Siming.

This was the second baked item. After I handed it out, I got into the tent again.

Wang Siming shook his head, and then bit off a piece of the incomplete fish body, which still had the faint taste of Liu Erlong.

When he was alone with Wang Siming, Liu Erlong lived like a little girl, as if he was several years younger.

"Si Ming, give me a mosquito anti-itch ointment." Liu Erlong shouted in the tent. It seemed that his skin had a rejection reaction after being bitten by a forest waterway.

"It's gone a long time ago. I wiped it clean for you the last time I came here..." Wang Siming also felt strange that the mosquitoes in this forest could bite a soul saint, but he, the soul king, did not attract mosquitoes.

"Then what should I do? My body feels so itchy." Liu Erlong muttered.

"What should I do? Just scratch it yourself. You can't ask me to relieve the itching, right?" Wang Siming regretted it after saying that. Although he was familiar with Liu Erlong, it would be troublesome if he made this joke.

There was silence in the tent for a moment.

"Come in and catch me. I can't catch your back." After Liu Erlong said this, he opened the small door on the tent.

After Wang Siming confirmed repeatedly, he took off his shoes and got in.

Liu Erlong was sitting in the back with his back facing each other. Wang Siming saw that her back was slender, especially the curve of the water snake waist, and the exposed part of the back of her neck was as white as snow.

Wang Siming put his palm on Liu Erlong's back, started to scratch gently through his clothes, and asked, "Is this here?"

"A little below..."

"left..."

"A little further to the right..."

"Why is it still itchy? It's all your fault." Liu Erlong shook his body and said angrily.

Wang Siming stopped what he was doing and asked with a confused expression: "What? What does this have to do with me?"

"I've blocked the mosquitoes for you, and I still say I don't blame you?"

"Maybe my blood doesn't taste good, maybe it's mosquitoes... Mosquitoes also like the smell of beauty..." Wang Siming almost said that he had transformed into a soul beast, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough.

"Shameless, please think of a way, it's really itchy..." Liu Erlong said helplessly.

"How about I put my hand into my clothes and scratch it?" After Wang Siming finished speaking, Liu Erlong's cheeks turned red.

"Yeah." Liu Erlong's voice sounded like a mosquito or a fly.

Liu Erlong was wearing a one-piece skirt, and there seemed to be no space at the waist, so he moved his body, squatting and reaching in from behind his neck.

The back is smooth and the body is slightly warm.

At this time, Liu Erlong didn't say a word, letting Wang Siming's hands go back and forth on his back, and the itching sensation on his body was dominated by nervous emotions.

Wang Siming turned his head and saw the woman's eyes tightly closed, her delicate red lips half-bitten.

I don't know if it was because of the elimination pill, but Wang Siming's evil fire suddenly rose sharply, and he directly put his red lips domineeringly on the other person's lips.

Liu Erlong was caught off guard by Wang Siming's sudden attack.

Wang Siming's wanton kiss left Liu Erlong's mind blank, like a little girl who passively cooperated.

There was no one around in the Gobi Desert, and there was no concierge, Uncle Qin, to keep an eye on him. Naturally, Wang Siming would not stop there.

Liu Erlong gave in half and fell into Wang Siming's infinite tenderness.

"You're going to die..." Liu Erlong said in a coquettish tone.

"What are you afraid of? There are no outsiders in this wilderness."

Liu Erlong didn't refute. There was a constant buzz of insects outside the tent. She just hugged the man's arm tightly.

"Siming...what will I do in the future? What will happen to you and Jiangzhu?" The passion just now was joyful, but Liu Erlong became worried again when he thought about the consequences.

"What do you want?"

"Our age difference is so big, my father and sect leader will definitely not agree... Since you are dating Jiangzhu, can I be with you secretly?" Liu Erlong is a woman who longs for love, but worldly prejudices It also hurt her deeply. She finally met Wang Siming, but he was more than ten years younger than her.

"Fool, I won't be as stupid as Yu Xiaogang. I haven't touched you for so long..." Wang Siming also found a treasure, because with the big light bulb Flanders, these two people have not been able to get along for so long. In chaos.

Yu Xiaogang is really a fighter among idiots.

"He's not as perverted as you..." Liu Erlong retorted.

"Isn't the color point bad? Your reaction just now was not small."

"Stop talking..."

The next morning, the two got up early, just like a traveling couple, threw the tent debris into the storage bracelets, and then continued on the road south.

After the window paper was pierced, Liu Erlong was as gentle as water in front of Wang Siming, and even a little clingy.

On the way back to Tiandou City, Wang Siming told Liu Erlong the secret of his upgrade through a woman.

How could Liu Erlong believe his romantic excuse, so Wang Siming directly revealed his level 57 soul power state.

At this time, in the God-Slaying Manual, Liu Erlong's five red hearts were all lit up, and her icon also turned golden, ranking in front of Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuyun.

Soul power cannot be faked. Wang Siming rose from level 51 to level 57 in just ten days. Liu Erlong could only accept this reality.

"Si Ming, since that can cultivate soul power, then we..." Liu Erlong hesitated before speaking.

Wang Siming smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will often ask you to practice, and strive to become a titled Douluo as soon as possible."

Liu Erlong lowered his head in shame. This guy is good at everything, but his mouth is unforgiving.

The journey back to Tiandou City should have been easy, but Liu Erlong pestered Wang Siming to travel all the way, and it took ten days longer than expected to return to Tiandou City.

During the month since the two left, Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, and Jiang Zhu from Lanba Academy have been training every day. Level 30 Tai Long, based on Wang Siming's suggestion, asked for leave from the Huili clan to seek help in obtaining the soul ring.

Jiangzhu and Wang Siming hadn't seen each other for a month, so they were not in the mood to practice after they met. They wanted to spend the whole day with this guy.

But things didn't go as planned, and Liu Erlong planned to move next door to Wang Siming.

The euphemistic name is that this place is closer to the team, and moving to the teacher's dormitory is conducive to communication with the students.

What Jiangzhu didn't know was that she had already communicated with her sweetheart in bed.

There is also a utility room next door to Wang Siming, so the job of cleaning and decorating the room fell into the hands of Wang Siming and Jiangzhu.

Uncle Qin doesn't have a chance to get tips by making room for the dean.

After two days of cleaning and purchasing, Liu Erlong's dormitory also looked brand new.

During this period, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect sent two students, both of whom only had level 28 soul power, trying to supplement Liu Erlong's staff.

Wang Siming was overstaffed, while deputy captain Jiangzhu took over the main work of the battle. Ni Damu, Jia Tengying and others only cooperated in training.

Back in these days, Wang Siming and Jiang Zhu often chatted with each other, and their little life was also sweet.

One night, Jiangzhu couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. She sat up and found that the window in the opposite room was wide open.

It's already a bit cold in Tiandou City at this time. Why don't you open such a large window to let the cold wind blow you sick?

Jiangzhu put on her clothes and hurried downstairs, avoiding Uncle Qin who was napping, and then sneaked upstairs.

She tiptoed through the corridor, for fear of being discovered by other teachers. She was a woman sneaking over so late at night, and she couldn't explain clearly even if she was full of words.

Jiangzhu was extremely careful when passing Liu Erlong's door, but the sound of voices in the room struck her like a thunderbolt.

"We're going back soon. Are you a donkey? Are you going to let me go to sleep?"

It's Dean Liu's voice. Is there a man in her room?