Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

Darkness, endless darkness.

In the chaotic space, Yang Pojun felt as if his soul had entered a special world.

There is no sound or pain here. My soul is just floating in this endless space and dark world. The only feeling is loneliness.

I don’t know how much time has passed, maybe a year, maybe a century.

Yang Pojun suddenly felt a trace of warmth pouring into his soul, and then a huge tearing force came from nowhere, suddenly pulling him out of this dark space.

"Am I... traveling through time again?"

"Hey...it hurts..."

As consciousness returned to the body again, Yang Pojun slowly woke up from his deep sleep.

However, he was woken up by severe pain.

He clearly felt that every muscle in his body was in severe pain like a knife.

The pain that seemed to come from the depths of his soul couldn't help but feel a little unbearable even if he had a strong will.

It was under the stimulation of this pain that his consciousness slowly woke up.

Yang Pojun tried hard to open his eyes to see which unlucky person he had traveled through time.

However, he sadly discovered that although he had regained consciousness, his eyelids were heavy and it was difficult to open his eyes after regaining consciousness.

I rely on...

Could it be that he traveled through time and was in a vegetative state?

Yang Pojun was shocked when he thought of this possibility!

Not so unlucky, right?

Soon, Yang Pojun calmed down!

The reason was because he felt someone coming towards him.

As the footsteps approached, a moment later, a hint of warmth and comfort entered his body.

As this warmth flowed into his body, all the pain instantly eased a lot, and the feeling of relief all over his body almost made Yang Pojun groan.

Just when Yang Pojun was still immersed in the comfortable feeling brought by the warmth, suddenly, Yang Pojun felt a strong arm reach under his neck and shoulders, and with a slight exertion, he slightly raised his upper body. , and soon, there was a layer of soft objects behind it.

Along with a faint body fragrance, a warm object suddenly came to his mouth, and then a trace of sweet liquid suddenly poured into his mouth. The liquid passed down the esophagus into the stomach, and then spread throughout the body.

The feeling of extreme weakness suddenly became much more comfortable in the warm comfort.

One mouthful after another, more than ten mouthfuls later, although Yang Pojun was still very eager, Bibi Dong did not feed him any more.

Bibi Dong?

Uh...yes, you read that right!

This scent is so familiar to Yang Pojun...

If it hadn't been for smelling this fragrance before, I wouldn't have fallen into this situation.

The moment he smelled this fragrance, Yang Pojun was a little confused!

I'm not dead yet?

There is no doubt that Bibi Dong saved his life!

only……

Why did she save herself?

This is a feeling that makes Yang Pojun laugh and cry. It turns out that the clown is actually me!

After working on it for a long time, Bibi Dong not only didn't kill herself, but also saved her life in the end!

Since he has not traveled through time again, the severe pain in his body can be easily explained.

It’s nothing more than a side effect of using forbidden methods!

"Since you are awake, you should be able to hear what I said. Yes, I saved you. One life is worth one life. This is the reward for not attacking me while I was practicing!"

Does she know I'm awake?

Yang Pojun was a little surprised.

However, he felt that Bibi Dong's excuse was a good one. It would have been better if Bidong didn't say anything. Yang Pojun was even more confused when he said this. Obviously, Bibi Dong's reason was a bit too far-fetched. With her Personality, how could she let go of someone who had seen her body?

Cherish talents?

Even more impossible!

Tang San in the original work is a ready-made example. He has the same twin martial souls and the same talents. He didn't even recruit them, and directly sent out titled Douluo to rob and kill them.

that……

What was the reason that made her think so highly of him?

See yourself?

Uh……

Don't look at the joke, who is Bibi Dong?

If the mighty Pope of Wuhun Palace really wants a man, isn't that just a matter of waving his hand?

Although he couldn't open his eyes, Yang Pojun still felt something strange from Bibi Dong's cold tone.

A life worth a life?

What were you thinking when you wanted to kill me when we first met?

"You haven't eaten for a long time. You can't eat too much at one time, otherwise it will have a negative effect on your body. These are enough. I will feed you some mild medicine. It may taste a bit unpleasant, but you still have to eat it. It’s good for your health.”

The warm spoon was brought to his lips again, this time it was full of strong medicinal smell. After Yang Pojun took the first bite, he was completely relieved. With his understanding of medicine, even in his current state You can easily identify the various ingredients contained in this spoonful of medicine. Just as Bibi Dong said, it has a completely warming effect and is very beneficial to your body's recovery.

After taking the medicine, Yang Pojun quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The weakness of his body meant that although he gradually regained consciousness, he could not do anything. His mental strength was as weak as his body. The consumption that day was too great and the pain he endured was too great. It was an indescribable torture. Thinking about it now, Yang Pojun still felt scared. If he had to do it again, he didn't know if he could still be as determined as that day.

At this time, his body was so weak that he didn't even have the mental power to mobilize, let alone mobilize the soul power in his body. He could only lie quietly and let his body repair itself. As for when it could be repaired, he I don’t know either.

One day, two days...

Over and over again, Bibi Dong would come over on time every day, first use her soul power to help her restore the meridians in her body, then feed herself porridge and medicine as usual, and finally leave without saying a word.

As for his physical problems, a fixed man will appear every day to help him solve them.

This situation lasted for a month!

A month later...

The sound of footsteps woke up Yang Pojun from his sleep, and his alertness had recovered a lot.

"Hmph, open your eyes when you wake up!"

After being exposed, Yang Pojun could no longer pretend, and opened his eyes in embarrassment. At first, his vision was blurry, but as he gradually adapted to the surrounding light, his pupils focused in just a moment.

He found himself lying in a small wooden house. The wooden house was not big, only about ten square meters. There were no extra decorations in the house. It looked like a simple inn.

A few meters away, a pretty figure stood there, holding two bowls in her hands, wearing a light green palace dress, covering her perfect body, and her eyes were looking at her, with twinkling eyes. With unspeakable emotions.

Looking at Bibi Dong's cold eyes, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Yang Pojun's back involuntarily.

Bibi Dong walked towards Yang Pojun step by step, with a faint sneer on his face.

"Thank you for saving me." Yang Pojun spoke again many days later, his voice a little hoarse.

Bibi Dong looked into Yang Pojun's eyes and snorted coldly: "Huh, I said, one life is worth one, you don't have to thank me, you saved yourself!"

"Uh……"

Yang Pojun looked at Bibi Dong with a wry smile: "We have no grudges, but that day..."

"Hmph, if you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, I will kill you right now?"

As soon as she heard that Yang Pojun wanted to bring up the old matter again, Bibi Dong raised her eyes and glared at Yang Pojun fiercely.

"You are lucky. The sudden increase in soul power did not burst your meridians. I have used soul power to help you repair the damaged meridians in your body. I estimate that you can start practicing again in the next few days!"

After finishing speaking, Bibi Dong walked over with a sullen expression, put down the bowl, and after giving Yang Pojun a complicated look, a hand suddenly touched his chest.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Pojun felt a warm breath quietly penetrate into his body, warm and comfortable, without any hindrance.

Immersed in the gentle energy fluctuations, Yang Pojun felt that the eight extraordinary meridians in his body were slowly calming down due to the special pull from them. A faint trace of soul power slowly grew in this energy fluctuation. come out……