Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 196 The Cat's Dream Journey
"How cruel!"

Seeing the face of the man in black, the three gasped suddenly. Judging from the still tall mountain peak when the man in black lay flat, this should be a woman with a good figure.

However, there were eight hideous wounds on that fair face, which completely ruined her appearance.

"It seems that there is still a breath. Did you say you want to take her back to the slums?"

Fick stretched out his hand to detect the breath of the woman in black, and found that she seemed to be still alive, so he turned to his two partners and asked.

Both Nicole and Yuli nodded in agreement, and Fick bent over seeing this, and Nicole and Yuli helped lift the woman in black, so that Fick could carry her better.

A man and three women staggered towards the outside of Senluo City in the rainy night.

Five days later in the dream, although it was evening, the sky was already dark. After a while, the weather was already dark, and it began to rain lightly.

"My lord, please do me a favor! I haven't eaten for several days!"

About 100 meters outside Senluo City, there are seven or eight ragged refugees, who open their mouths to beg for food from the well-dressed pedestrians, with an extremely humble attitude.

Nicole is one of them, and her luck seems to be better today.

A passer-by gave her two pieces of bread. As soon as she got them, she divided the two pieces of bread into four and distributed them to Fick, Yuli, and the woman in black who just joined them the day before yesterday.

Nicole saw the dazed look on the girl's face, and gently pushed her: "You have to say something, don't say something nice, these nobles won't give us food, if you don't want to starve to death , it has to be like this!"

This woman in black was the woman who was carried back to the slums by Fick seven days ago. Maybe this woman's life was relatively hard. The three of them fed her some water and bread that night, and woke up the next day.

The woman in black didn't speak. She looked down at the small puddle under her feet. Although this dirty puddle couldn't reveal her face, the scars on her face were still faintly visible.

Others may not know how this kind of scar came about, but she, Zhu Zhuqing, knows it clearly!
This is a kind of claw marks, which are only left by cats. Zhu Zhuqing also has this kind of claw marks. It is the kind of marks that will be left by the ghost civet after her spirit possesses her body.

Unless his mind is not clear, how could Zhu Zhuqing do this to himself? Then the result is obvious, it must be the owner of another Nether Civet Martial Soul, Zhu Zhuyun!
It was Zhu Zhuqing's good sister who would do this kind of cruelty to her, and from this point of view, Zhu Zhuyun should have won the fight between Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun.

"I failed? Then Dai Mubai should be dead, but what about the teacher? Why did the teacher disappear?"

Zhu Zhuqing just had this thought in her mind when a message from her teacher Ye Mengwei, Fantasy Dream Douluo, suddenly appeared in her mind.

"In the book I was 13 years old, the teacher died suddenly in order to break through to level 98, in order to break through to level [-]?"

The memories that came to mind made Zhu Zhuqing completely unbelievable. A good Super Douluo of level 97 died like this?
"Teacher!" The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth opened slightly, but he couldn't speak when he wanted to speak.

Two lines of tears couldn't help shed from a pair of bright eyes, flowing down her fair face, and passing through the hideous scar, she felt a slight tingling sensation.

Boom!

The rain outside the city gradually began to increase, as if responding to Zhu Zhuqing's grief at this moment.

Under the rain curtain, Zhu Zhuqing's black clothes were gradually drenched, and his proud figure, which could instantly kill [-]% of women, was slowly revealed.

Seeing this wonderful scene, several passers-by stopped and looked at Zhu Zhuqing up and down.

The cat's vigilance was still very strong, she suddenly raised her head, and although the face was fair and smooth, it was full of scars and appeared in front of these people.

Seeing such a palpitating face, these people shuddered all over, swallowed their saliva immediately, and thought to themselves: "You really deserve the figure of an angel, and the face of a devil!"

At this moment, a cold sound passed by the ears of these passers-by, the cold sound was like coming from the Nine Nether Purgatory.

"Give me the money, or I'll go find you at night!"

This kind of voice, coupled with Zhu Zhuqing's face that was indistinguishable from a devil, really made these pedestrians feel like they were facing a ghost.

"Ding dong!"

These few passers-by who were on the head of Mi Qingchong, with their hairs standing on end, threw a few soul coins into the small plate in front of Zhu Zhuqing, and then ran away in a hurry.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the dozen or so copper soul coins in front of him, and one of the golden soul coins glowing with gold, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This golden soul coin should have been thrown by a pedestrian who was on the brain of Mi Qingchong just now in a panic.

"Sister, I don't know why you didn't kill me directly, but I swear, I will live well."

Zhu Zhuqing thought to herself, although she was disfigured and most of her soul power was crippled, she was born with a martial soul, which no one can take away.

As for the few pedestrians who were on the brain of Mi Qingchong just now, if Zhu Zhuqing wanted to, he could directly possess his spirit and kill them all within a few breaths.

Even though, she only has the strength of a great soul master now.

"Hey, Zhuqing, you are so lucky. This is the second Golden Soul Coin." Fick, who was standing beside Zhu Zhuqing, said with a look of surprise.

Zhu Zhuqing smiled at Fick, but did not speak, although he was grateful to the man who carried her back and saved her life.

It's just that her temperament has always been relatively cold, and she doesn't like to talk very much.

Fortunately, during the past few days of getting along, Fick also understood Zhu Zhuqing's temperament, so Fick bent down and put away the few soul coins in front of Zhu Zhuqing.

Before Zhu Zhuqing came, the soul coins obtained by the trio were under the management of Fick. This was the way for the trio to leave from here and go to the city where the Wuhun Temple was located.

Although the trio made a living by begging, there was an unforeseen event. If they didn't get something from begging and didn't have a certain amount of travel expenses, wouldn't they starve to death on the road.

"Boom!"

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the water droplets that were originally the size of mung beans gradually became the size of soybeans, hitting the person with a dull pain.

Seeing this, Fick said: "Nicole, Yuli, Zhuqing, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, let's go here first today, let's go back!"

Two old and one young, the three women didn't have any objections, the three followed behind Fick, and the figures of the four disappeared slowly in the rain, only to hear such a voice.

"Count it up, we now have ten gold soul coins, enough money!"

(End of this chapter)