MTL - Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants-Chapter 653 , is he wrong?

  Chapter 653, is he wrong?

   There is no sound in the middle of the night, and the bright moon is in the sky.

   "Lie down."

  Dong Qing's mouth was a little dry. He never thought that he would hear such words one day.

   "Can't understand what the teacher said?" Bibi Dong pretended to be angry.

   "Not so much" Dongqing wanted to say something.

   But the next moment.

  He was interrupted by Bibi Dong, she said calmly: "Xiaoqing, don't blame the teacher for this kind of thing, if you want to blame it, you can only blame yourself for being too strong."

   "I can control the power." Dong Qing clenched his fist and said.

if you can

  He doesn't want to be a servant again, he wants to be a master once again.

   "Xiaoqing, be obedient!"

  As the words fell, Bibi Dong lightly tapped Dong Qing's chest with her fingertips, and the latter fell down without any resistance, like a big tree being pushed down.

  The trees and grass are verdant.

  Dong Qing still remembers that when he was young, he used to swim in the river field with bare feet, break the stones to find the crabs below, and finally ran home with a basket of rich crabs.

  Crab!

   Really fragrant!

   Sleepless all night.

  【Successful job transfer—Death Spider King Knight】

  【Successful job transfer——Soul Eater Spider Emperor Knight】

   Bibi Dong, who had been studying the job change of the female knight all night, looked very refreshed the next day, and walked out of the room full of energy.

   As the saying goes.

  Unify the body and mind, and return to the original, to be peaceful.

   For women.

  In addition to spiritual comfort, physical fatigue also needs to be recovered. What they want is not only care, but also some other help from their men.

   Pope's Palace, Apse, Plum Garden, [Valentine Hall Saint Hu Liena lives - located at the right rear of the Pope's Palace complex]

   This is a very large garden. Entering the atrium through the round arch, there is a special path for the apse of the Pope's Palace. In the surrounding gardens, there are four seasons of flowers and trees.

  It's a pity that, perhaps because of the season, there are only a few old plum trees in bloom in the surrounding gardens, which look much more desolate than the prosperous Tenglong Pavilion.

  Tenglong Pavilion is either other places, or the temple of Dongqing, the holy son of Wuhundian, but as time goes by, he seldom comes back to live in this place now.

   "Squeak!" The sound of the yard door being pushed open sounded.

  In the eyes, a woman with a hot and eye-catching figure is sitting on the futon. She is wearing a platinum cheongsam, which perfectly outlines her almost perfect figure.

  Different from the long and fluttering hair of other women, she chose to be different. She had short hair that reached the ears, and the golden hair looked very flowing and agile.

  At this time, she was meditating and cultivating her soul power. Under the guidance of her powerful spiritual power, the vitality of heaven and earth was transformed into pure soul power by her little by little.

  She is Hu Liena, the contemporary saint of Wuhun Hall.

   "Senior Sister!"

  Dong Qing walked up to Hu Liena, and gently waved at this woman, but she deliberately pretended not to see her, and didn't raise her head to pay attention to him at all.

   Seeing her like this, Dong Qing stretched out his fingers and gently hooked her fair and delicate ears. Seeing that there was still no response, he could only bite her.

   "Call me Nana!"

  Hu Liena resisted the strange feeling coming from her ears, but her tone of voice was still a bit sour.

   "Nana, don't be angry, I'm back."

  Dong Qing hugged Hu Liena's soft body, and gently comforted the woman's back.

   "When you come back, you will come back. Anyway, the first person you meet is also the teacher, it can't be me." Hu Liena bit her lip lightly.

   "This respects the teacher, and I can't help it." Dong Qing said helplessly.

   "Heh, respecting the teacher, you have respected him all night?" Hu Liena said in a strange tone.

"I"

  Even after being bullied, Dong Qing couldn't say much, it was all his own problem, last night he was still detained by one, no, two scary big spiders.

  Faced with the siege and interception of the twin Wuhun Spider Emperor, he still couldn't escape her net in the end.

   "I can't speak, is it because of a guilty conscience?" Hu Liena continued to ask.

   "One thing, Nana, you also know that I really can't do everything, either offend the teacher, or offend Nana you. In this matter, there is no best of both worlds."

  Dong Qing looked up to the sky and sighed. There are some things that can’t be helped, and his time is limited. When he is with one woman, he has no way to spend time with another woman.

  Don’t talk about clone soul skills, female clones, that’s double happiness, just like Bibidong’s Spider King clones, and Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing’s Nether Shadow clones, that’s unimaginably multiple happiness.

   As for the male clone

  To be honest, Dongqing personally hates the clone soul ability very much. He doesn't care whether other men like the clone soul ability.

  In fact, it's not just clone soul skills. Dongqing doesn't like any form of clone. He doesn't like his will being dispersed, and he hates clones whose appearance and appearance are exactly the same as his own, even if these clones don't have their own will.

  The strong must learn to clone themselves and become billions? Doppelgangers spread all over the heavens and worlds?

  Dongqing only believes in uniqueness and absoluteness.

  That is the endless chaotic sea of ​​the heavens and the world, the absolute self, the only self, no matter how big the world is, or how wide the world is, there is only one self in the endless chaotic sea of ​​the heavens and the world.

   If one day he grows to a certain point and can shake fate and time and space, then he will definitely contain all fate and all timelines himself.

   Only the only one is the most real.

   Incarnation of tens of millions, incarnation of billions.

   As for which one is the real self?

   Can you really tell the difference at the end?

   An hour later.

  After Dong Qing appeases the sour Hu Liena, the two of them returned to the good state they once were, and she was obediently coddled in Dong Qing's arms.

   Don't ask Dong Qing how to appease him.

   Asking is talent, asking is understanding her.

   Without twos and threes, I dare not go to Liangshan.

   To master porcelain work, you must master diamonds.

  Since Dong Qing dared to provoke so many women, he must be very proficient in comforting women. It is impossible for him to know nothing about a piece of wood and allow his back garden to catch fire and get out of control.

   "Dongqing, I have nothing to do recently, go out with me for a walk."

  Hu Liena leaned close to Dong Qing's arms, and she used her neck to gently scrub his neck. This feeling of skin-to-skin contact, while breathing clearly and audibly, made her unconsciously addicted to it.

   "Where to?"

  Dong Qing didn't refuse, and he didn't have a reason for refusing. He wasn't the kind of man who would forget his old love when he got a new love. Instead, he would spend his free time with them as much as possible.

   "Let's go to the Star Luo Empire. I don't like the Tiandou Empire. You have too many women over there, and it annoys you when you see it." Hu Liena said what was in her heart.

   "Yes, Nana, you can go wherever you want."

  Dong Qing nodded slightly, and agreed to all the demands of the woman in his arms as much as possible. As long as he could do it himself, he would not refuse. This is also the price he paid for his hard work.

   "This is what you said yourself, don't play tricks."

  Hu Liena pouted her lips like a little girl, and her brows were beaming with joy. She knew that Dong Qing had never changed, and her junior had never changed from the beginning to the end.

   "Don't play tricks!"

  Dong Qing smiled slightly, as if the sun had just risen, the warm sunlight illuminated the dark earth, and also healed the remnants of resentment in Hu Liena's heart.

  He is playful, but he is not promiscuous.

  He is greedy, but he does not forget the old.

  Never forget the original intention, only then can we always succeed.

at the same time.

  The Heaven Dou Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the forbidden area of ​​the sect.

  This place is still the place where Xueyan slept for more than ten years.

  However, due to Dongqing's kick, after the foundations of thousands of meters around were completely smashed, underground rivers gushed out, and this place has turned into a lake.

   There is a gazebo in the center of the lake, and there are three people in the gazebo.

  A young man, a middle-aged man, and an old man, all male.

   Looking from a distance, the face is very familiar.

  If a disciple of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect came here at this time, they would definitely recognize the identities of the young and middle-aged people 100%, but they would have some hesitation about the identities of the elderly.

   No other.

   This old man is like a person, an important person, but he shouldn't be so old, at least this time, he shouldn't be so old.

  The young man is Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and the middle-aged man is Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

  As for this old man.

   "The wind has caused you, why bother?"

  Sword Douluo Luo Chenxin looked at the white-haired old man with a complicated expression. An indescribable sadness welled up in his heart, but he didn't know how to describe this sad feeling in his heart.

   "Hehehe. You titled Douluo who can break through level 79 without hindrance, how can you understand the pain of being trapped in level 79 for a lifetime?"

  Ning Fengzhi's face is old, with wrinkles all over his face, his hair is snow-white, and there is a look of stagnation that lingers on his brows, far less suave and suave than before.

   After a few days, he has changed a lot. It looks like he has aged over thirty years overnight, and has become an eighty-year-old man.

  Although he is over 80 years old, he is a soul master after all. If there is no accident, he can live to be 150 years old in the future.

   "You can overdraw your vitality so much, Fengzhi, you are looking for death." Bone Douluo Gu Rong hesitated to speak.

  Although he was also very angry, Qi Ning Fengzhi used the kindness of nurturing to force Ning Rongrong to voluntarily give up the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip, but seeing him become what he is now, there is still a trace of unbearable in his heart.

  Perhaps between fairy herbs and his daughter, Ning Fengzhi finally chose the former, but at least he didn't cut off Ning Rongrong's hope. After dozens or hundreds of years, Ning Rongrong still has time to wait.

   "Death is not scary. Rongrong is very talented. With her mother Xueyan here, as the young suzerain, she can't lose the suzerain position. I can also rest assured to pursue the opportunity of Wuhun evolution."

  Ning Fengzhi looked very tough, he was not afraid of what others would say, saying that he used the grace of nurturing to force his daughter to give up the fairy herbs, because he never thought what he did wrong before.

  He doesn't have much time. He is in his eighties and can't afford to wait for hundreds of years. If he doesn't seize this opportunity and get the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip, he may really die of old age.

  If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.

  Having never experienced the pain of being trapped in the seventy-ninth level of soul power, who can truly understand his desire for a breakthrough?

   Maybe for mortals.

  The seventy-ninth-level Soul Sage is already a big man who can't be expected, but for Ning Fengzhi, this is far from enough, he needs more powerful power.

"But the problem is, Fengzhi, you forcibly refine your own soul power, intending to use the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip to break through the eighty-level soul power and at the same time evolve your own martial soul. This idea is very good, but if you are not careful, you will really die. .”

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's tone sounded extremely heavy. He had never experienced the feeling of being stuck at the seventy-ninth level of soul power and could not understand Ning Fengzhi's gambler's practice of betting everything at the sight of a glimmer of hope. .

   Without personal experience of the pain, he will never understand why Ning Fengzhi, who sees a glimmer of light in the darkness, would bet everything on himself.

   Is he wrong?

   is wrong and right.

   It was wrong to blackmail Ning Rongrong with the kindness of nurturing for more than ten years, but for him, this is the only chance.

"Forcibly refine your soul power, at the cost of quickly consuming your own vitality, and strive for a chance to break through. It's good to succeed, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School will also usher in a new life, but the problem is, Feng Zhi, after you thought about failing, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School What should I do?"

  Bone Douluo Gu Rong raised his own concerns. To be honest, he really didn't like Ning Fengzhi, and he didn't think that he could successfully cross the seventy-nine-level threshold that was almost impossible to cross the domain by betting everything.

if you can.

  He still wants to persuade Ning Fengzhi to give up this dangerous idea, and leave the fairy herb Qiluo tulip to Ning Rongrong, to this little witch who doesn't need to gamble everything and has a high chance of evolving her own martial spirit.

how to say.

   Actually, it wasn't that Bone Douluo Gu Rong secretly thought of being violent, but he was just about to do it when Sword Douluo Chen Xin stopped him.

   "Old bone, this is Rongrong's decision. Since she has already decided to give the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip to her father, even if you help her **** it back, I believe she will never want it,"

   "Sword bone, Feng Zhi's talent, although it is considered outstanding, is still much worse than Rongrong's. Only in Rongrong's hands can this fairy herb Qiluo tulip truly play a role."

   "Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. In this world, many things are not perfect after all. Suitable things may not be in the hands of suitable people in the end, and this is fate."

   "Could it be that we are really going to watch Rongrong wait for tens or hundreds of years for that young fairy herb that doesn't know when it will mature?"

   "At this time, we can only trust Rongrong, and believe that she can wait until the young celestial herb matures in the future to successfully evolve her martial soul."

   "I understand that Rongrong can wait, but at that time, Rongrong was about the same age as Fengzhi, and his success rate was not as high as when he tried to evolve a martial soul when he was young."

   Bone Douluo Gu Rong's mind was filled with the private conversation between himself and Sword Douluo Chen Xin, both about Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong, who was more suitable to take immortal herbs.

   Several minutes passed.

  When Bone Douluo Gu Rong came back to his senses, his eyes returned to the real world, and Ning Fengzhi had already taken out the celestial herb Qiluo Tulip obtained from Dongqing.

  Although this fairy herb Qiluo tulip looks very ordinary, its appearance is ordinary, just like weeds on the ground.

  But the faint fragrance that slowly emanates from its body can make the soul master's martial soul throb.

   This kind of throbbing originating from the spirit of martial arts reveals the unusualness of the fairy herb Qiluo tulip invisibly.

   "Elder Sword, Elder Bone, Wuhun evolution, extremely difficult and dangerous, life and death are unpredictable, if this suzerain unfortunately falls, Rongrong will be the next suzerain of Qibao Liuli Sect."

  (end of this chapter)