Douluo: I, Zhu Zhuqing, want to kill God!

"I'm leaving here tonight, but I don't feel any reluctance. Seeing the smiles on their faces, I just feel a wave of nausea." Pursing her red lips, Zhu Zhuqing whispered: "I feel like this ...Isn’t it very cold-blooded?”

"Zhuqing, you have to remember that in the eyes of some people, there is no love, only interests." Liming grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders. Although his emotions were not out of control, Zhu Zhuqing's words reminded him of something very special. Bad things. "There are differences between people. Eyes are the windows to the soul. I didn't see any light of concern for you in their eyes!"

"You..." Zhu Zhuqing looked stupidly at Li Ming, who was calm but whose tone was full of anger. She didn't feel scared, only felt distressed.

"This is not cold-blooded, this is discouraged. If you are afraid of being alone, I..." Just when Li Ming wanted to continue to say something, her somewhat illusory hand was tightly grasped by a pair of small hands.

"I know, I'm not alone. I still have you, but I'm not alone at all." Feeling the cold touch in the palm of her hand, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned a little red, holding back her shyness and insisting on finishing her words. "Well, someone seems to be calling me over there! I...I'll go over and have a look!"

Feeling the warmth gradually disappearing from the palm of his hand, watching Zhu Zhuqing's fleeing back, Liming pursed her lips and followed him slowly.

The Zhu family is very large, a courtyard comparable to the Xingluo Palace.And the Zhu family also has the strength to live in such a mansion, with a Contra who is about to step into a Titled Douluo, and several half-step Contras. Such a force can be found in any empire. It is a top force.

Soul rings floated on the bodies of the old men one after another. Seven soul rings were all yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black. Three of them were soul saints who were about to enter Contra, and the remaining four were all level 77. Soul Saint.

After showing off a wave of soul rings, the seven Zhu family elders found their own seats and sat down.

hum!

There was a soft cry in the air, and Zhu Ziyuan, wearing a purple robe, walked out of the darkness. Eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black were floating on his body. A huge black and purple civet was squatting behind Zhu Ziyuan.

Roar!

A shocking tiger roar broke out, and a woman with a graceful figure and a charming temperament walked step by step from the door to Zhu Ziyuan.Eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black were beating on the woman's body, and a huge, domineering white tiger was constantly rotating around the woman.

Gollum.

The sound of swallowing broke the calm in the hall, and the uproar was endless. Such a powerful strength completely dispelled some people's thoughts. Only Xu Qinghua's face was gloomy, completely lacking the elegant temperament he had before coming to the Zhu family.

"It's really well hidden. It seems that we have to use that treasure, otherwise the Xu family will still be much weaker in strength." Xu Qinghua thought in his heart, the gloom on his face disappeared, and he regained his elegance. "I want to see later how ugly the expressions on the faces of the Zhu family, who are currently showing off their strength, will become when their engagement is annulled!"

Sensing Xu Qinghua's gaze, Zhu Ziyuan frowned and looked at Xu Qinghua. Before Xu Qinghua could put on a fake smile to get rid of the problem, a tyrannical mental power directly pierced his spiritual consciousness.

Blood flowed from the nose until the sting subsided. The elegance on Xu Qinghua's face disappeared again. Faintly powerful soul power fluctuations swept around. Eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black and black appeared one by one on his body, and a faint head appeared on his body. A star crown with colorful glow appeared in front of Xu Qinghua.

Star Crown is a special kind of martial spirit. Although it is an auxiliary martial spirit like Qibao Glazed Pagoda, Star Crown Martial Spirit is different from Qibao Glazed Pagoda. Qibao Glazed Pagoda is called the most powerful auxiliary martial spirit. The Star Crown Martial Spirit is known as the most offensive auxiliary martial spirit.

In terms of spirit quality, the Star Crown Spirit is much more powerful than the Nether Spirit Cat Spirit. Even the White Tiger, the spirit spirit of the royal family Dai, is not as good as Star Crown in terms of quality.

But the Xu family with the Star Crown Martial Spirit is too low-key. In the past hundred years, only this family head, Xu Qinghua, has such great ambitions. In just a few decades, it has already developed as much as in the Star Luo Empire. The Zhu family, who have been together for thousands of years, is having a fight.

The unbridled and terrifying soul power directly pressed towards Zhu Ziyuan, he slowly wiped away the nosebleed, grinned, and said with a smile: "Isn't it a bit immoral what the Master of the Zhu family did? He directly faced me without saying a word. Psychic attack?”

"The head of the Xu family is hiding very deep." Zhu Ziyuan took a deep look at Xu Qinghua, his eyes fixed on the Star Crown Martial Spirit on Xu Qinghua's head. "As expected of the top martial arts star crown, it is stronger than expected."

"Qinghua is extremely honored to be praised by the Zhu Family Master." Xu Qinghua grinned, and as his momentum became more vigorous, a majestic voice sounded from the void.

"For my sake, General Zhu shouldn't argue with the Qinghua boy?" A man with white hair and beard but skin that was whiter and rosier than a baby walked in from the door.

Nine soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black were arranged one by one on the white-haired man. Every time he took a step forward, the sound of a tiger's roar could be faintly heard in the void.

"Brother Imperial." Dai Yue'er stepped forward and gave a salute that was neither humble nor overbearing. Both his tone and face were so calm that it was impossible to tell that they were biological siblings.

"Yes." The white-haired man nodded slightly and did not respond.

Dai Yue'er's identity is a royal princess, and there is only one person she can call her royal brother, and that is the current Star Luo Emperor Dai Qingyun, a level 95 attack-type titled Douluo, and the White Tiger with martial spirits.

The Dai family is a family that is countless times more cruel than the Zhu family. There must be more than two heirs in each generation, but there can only be one who can inherit the throne, and failed heirs often have only one ending, and that is to be abolished. The soul power was transferred to the border or was killed by his own brother in the process of seizing power.

However, in such a cruel family, every emperor is a titled Douluo, and they all end up dying.

Zhu Zhuqing stood in the corner and looked at the nine soul rings gradually dissipating on Dai Qingyun, with a trace of envy in his eyes, which was the desire for strength.

"You really want these circles?" Liming, who was standing next to Zhu Zhuqing, suddenly asked.

"Circle?" Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Li Ming. "That's a soul ring. It's a symbol of strength, not a circle."

"Isn't this just the product of the combination of soul power and resentment?" A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the entire structure of the soul ring was seen through. "After the death of the soul beast, the power of the world forcibly fuses soul power and resentment, deprives the soul beast of a certain ability as a soul skill, and gives it to the soul master who needs to absorb the soul ring after killing the soul beast personally, breaking the bottleneck of promotion. That’s it. It’s not a big deal, you won’t have a bottleneck.”

"Ah?" Zhu Zhuqing blinked in confusion. "You mean that I don't need to absorb soul rings, and there are no bottlenecks to make me stronger all the way?"

"You don't need so-called soul skills. I can give you whatever you want." Liming's eyes moved away from Dai Qingyun and looked at the sky, as if he saw something in the blue sky. "You still need it. Although it's useless, at least it will save you a little trouble."

Zhu Zhuqing shook his little head and didn't care, but continued to stuff food into his little mouth.

After practicing the God and Demon Purgatory Power, Zhu Zhuqing's appetite was like an endless black hole that could never be filled. Zhu Zhuqing, who was originally a foodie, completely released his nature and was rude to the attractive food in front of him. He stuffed them all into his bloody mouth.

The unpretentious eating look was nothing like the cold calmness of the first time he saw Zhu Zhuqing. Looking at it, Liming could only shake his head helplessly, casually set up a barrier, and just quietly leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

The scene of a little girl who was eating and drinking like crazy and a little boy who was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and meditating seemed familiar...

Time is like the hour hand on a clock. It will always move forward and never backward. No matter how strong you become, you can never change the painful past. You can only carry the heavy past and welcome the new future.

Neither Zhu Zhuqing nor Liming likes crowded places, because they always feel that there are many eyes on them among the crowd. This feeling is very uncomfortable. Some people may like it, but they hate it.

Liming, who had closed her eyes tightly, slowly opened her eyes and looked at Zhu Ziyuan and Dai Qingyun who were chatting. They could clearly destroy their trash with a snap of their fingers, but they slandered their most important person in front of him, even though they had already done so. I was mentally prepared, but I still couldn't suppress the anger rising in my heart.