Douluo 2: This Dragon God has too much martial virtue

"I feel that personification is getting closer and closer to me. When are we...what are you doing?!!!"

The moment Wang Dong appeared in the lounge without warning, the auspicious beast far away in the Star Dou Great Forest was cutting off Xuanzi's left arm. Yes, it was using the Zhengyang Sword given by Rong Nianbing. The God of Emotions was not exaggerating. This sword was really useful in fighting, especially when cutting bones.

Di Tian was just watching the exciting part when Wang Dong's high-decibel scream severed his mental connection. The impact of the broken connection was equivalent to being directly sent flying out of the sea of ​​​​mind by the cow cat in front of Alex and the Golden Dragon King. The soul trembled for a moment, making his breathing rapid and his chest rise and fall slightly unstable, which he then forcibly suppressed.

Electrolux was even more confused, with weak explanations quickly emerging in his mind, such as "As long as you don't catch them in bed, it doesn't count as cheating." When he came to his senses, he realized that this explanation was very scumbag, but he didn't do anything, and even if he did, there was no need to explain it to Wang Dong.

Not only him, but even the two dragons with their tails entangled together didn't need to do this. It was just a meeting, not an improvisation. Was it that serious? Even if they really improvised, they wouldn't invite Wang Dong! Wait! Why did I associate this with something so smoothly? Electrolux began to suspect that something was wrong.

And little girl, did you come in without knocking? Didn't your parents teach you to knock before entering? Magicians hate being disturbed the most. Not to mention magicians, this is also fatal to other practitioners, okay? Look, the black dragon is almost irritated! If it weren't for my good disciple holding him down, he would have pounced on you and strangled you to death!

Oh, you forgot your parents have no education at all!

You could hear a pin drop in the room, with only the occasional slight sound from the scales on the dragon's tail rubbing against each other, like two snakes strangling each other.

"Get out!" Alex shouted loudly, and then created a gust of wind to push Wang Dong out of the door. He also rushed out and then closed the door in the blink of an eye.

"You... why are you here too?" Wang Dong was shocked. She had never seen Alex speak so harshly to anyone.

"I've always been here! Who do you think I've been relying on to survive until now?" Alex was annoyed at Wang Dong's reckless behavior. Just now, the traitor was about to loosen the shackles on Di Tian. He could feel the anger of being offended like him, and even with undisguised annoyance. At that moment, she really wanted Wang Dong to die.

"Do you think you have a very close relationship with her? So close that you can enter and leave her private territory at will? Child, where is your sense of boundaries?" It was the first time that Alex lectured someone in such a stern voice, "Is it a well-mannered behavior to easily break into and interrupt someone's mental connection? Your soul has been torn apart before. Forcibly interrupting the mental connection may even cause pain that is no less than soul tearing apart." He deliberately led the topic to the most serious consequences, and did not let Wang Dong know that the dragon race is immune to most mental attacks, just to let her learn a lesson.

"I'm sorry, I thought..." Wang Dong stammered, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

"So what if that's what you think? Don't act recklessly just because you've become a god. How is that different from your biological father?"

"Who... who looks like him!" Wang Dong was devastated.

"You are exactly like your father" and "Your mother doesn't want you anymore" are two sentences that can definitely be ranked first in the list of things that make Wang Dong break down.

"Then put yourself in the right position." Electrolux's tone slowed down. "You thought you had cut off the past, but those things really happened. It's impossible that Xing has no grudges against you, but you have been demanding emotional value from her. You owe her, you owe her whole family, she has no obligation to care about your feelings. Just because you call yourself Wang Dong, can the offense you and your parents have done to her in the past be written off? You want to start over by changing your identity. How can such a good thing happen in this world?"

If he could let go of the past so easily, he wouldn't still be living in painful regret.

Di Tian leaned back on the sofa, his fingertips trembling slightly, revealing the hidden pain he suffered from having his consciousness blown away by Mu Xing. The dragon race was indeed immune to most mental attacks, but Mu Xing's instinctive and instantaneous mental attacks were obviously a minority.

Do you think that's a cow cat nudging you with its furry head? That's a dragon car-level soul blast, okay?

Mu Xing stood up and stroked his face with her cool fingertips, "Relax, it's okay." She suddenly felt like a spiritual comfort dog. It was obvious that Wang Dong was the culprit, but she was asked to provide psychological counseling for the victim Long.

Di Tian's gaze stagnated slightly, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes. He could not agree with this. If he had to use a certain kind of dog to describe Mu Xing, yes, it was obviously very disrespectful, but he felt that the other party was a beagle among dragons.

Look at the former Shrek Academy and Holy Spirit Church headquarters, what have they become after being demolished?

Mu Xing held his face firmly with her palms, and applied a little force to his jaw with her fingertips, forcing him to raise his head and look at her. Her thumb gently stroked his chin, the action seemed gentle, but it was strong and unquestionable. His Adam's apple rolled, and he finally closed his eyes in compromise, raised his hand and gently covered the back of her hand.

In any case, he now had another reason to report a work-related injury. It would be even better if he could crush that inherently evil kid from the Tang family to death in the process!

"She is still useful." Mu Xing saw through Di Tian's intention, and his hand slowly slid down from his face to his neck. His slender fingers firmly clasped the side of his neck, and with a little force, he locked his restless instinct.

It is better not to have internal strife. Even if you want to kill Wang Dong, you can't do it yourself.

At this moment, Mu Xing's expression changed subtly. She tilted her head, her long hair fell on her shoulders, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she was enduring something, and then she finally couldn't help laughing out loud. The laughter was crisp and short, with a bit of teasing.

"What's wrong again?" Di Tian opened his eyes.

"It's over." Mu Xing's hands loosened slightly. His fingers slid down his neck, "The beast tide is about to begin."

"Didn't she take the auspicious beast away?"

"No." Mu Xing laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back. "Chi Wang and the others said that she went back to recuperate." She thought she had been very restrained, but Jin Long Wang laughed even louder than her.

Even though he had changed jobs for several years, Di Tian still felt a sense of darkness before his eyes when he heard the news. Suddenly, he had the urge to return to the dangerous place and drag the Silver Dragon King out from the bottom of the lake.

"How can you sleep? At your age and stage, can you sleep? Do you have any ambition?!"

If it were in the past, Di Tian would probably collapse and want to die, but now... let her sleep if she wants. It will be better for everyone if she dies in her sleep.