Douluo: Marry a wife and become a god, have many children

“Xiao Gang, come, continue to drink!”

Watching Zhou Yi leave, Flender put down the wine glass, directly lifted the wine altar, and poured a large mouthful of wine. Wine is sad, and

it is even more sad.

He also likes Liu Erlong.

It’s a pity that he looks too ugly.

Not competitive.

Now he still laughs and comes to the wedding of his favorite goddess as a friend, and he can imagine the bitterness in his heart.

Thinking that the beloved goddess is about to become another woman.

Flender was heartbroken, feeling like silver needles piercing into the pit of his heart.

“Boss Fu, do it!”

Yu Xiaogang also mentioned the wine altar, turned his grief and anger into strength, poured a large mouthful, and choked, wanting to get drunk and rest.

Alcohol can paralyze a person’s nerves.

Only drunk.

Only then could he forget that tonight was the flower candle in the Liu Erlong cave room.

Forget the bitterness in your heart!

Cup after cup…

Flender fell.

Yu Xiaogang was also drunk.

He was lying on the table, and his drunken and hazy eyes suddenly saw that a beautiful fairy seemed to appear on the roof in the distance. A

round of moon bending above the fairy’s head, the cold moonlight sprinkled on her, and the jade-like skin intertwined, like the moon palace fairy under the dust, faintly still a little familiar:

“Dong’er…”

A beautiful figure flashed in Yu Xiaogang’s mind, it was his first love goddess.

He tried to open his eyes to see clearly, but because he had drunk too much, he came up drunk, and his vision became more and more blurred.

Intense tiredness and drowsiness continued to invade every nerve in him, and his eyelids fought as if they were heavy.

Finally, he was too sleepy.

The body fell limply on Flander’s lap, holding Flender in both hands, sleeping deeply, and muttering in his mouth: ”

Dong’er, Erlong…”

“Zhou Yi… Liu Erlong…”

On the roof, Bibi Dong was dressed in white, his skin was like snow, and his eyes as bright as a bright moon looked at Zhou Yi who was walking towards the cave room, and his eyes were full of complexity.

He didn’t notice Yu Xiaogang in the banquet at all.

“Wait for me to title Douluo and lay red makeup for Qing Shili!”

“You lied to me!”

“Where did I lie to you?”

“You can’t become a Title Douluo at all!”

“I can!”

“So what? Do you make it small?

“My wife is big or small!”

“When you are named Douluo, I am already old!”

“Within ten years.”

“Impossible!”

“How about we bet on a gold coin?”

“Can’t you marry me?”

“The Martial Soul Hall will not agree, I will die, you will be miserable.”

“…”

This is the conversation between Bibi Dong when Bibi Dong found Zhou Yi before Zhou Yi married Liu Erlong.

At that time, Zhou Yi had already awakened the system.

He was confident that he would become a Title Douluo within ten years, and he would not be afraid of the Martial Soul Hall at that time.

As for now.

He really can’t marry Bibi Dong.

He is not the fool of Yu Xiaogang, who does not think about the consequences.

Bibi Dong is a love brain.

He is not.

You must think about the consequences when doing things.

If you don’t have the strength, just hold on first.

As long as he doesn’t kidnap Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong will be safe, and he will still be a high-ranking and pure saint of the Martial Soul Hall.

Douluo will also not appear.

“Zhou Yi… I’ll give you ten years!

“Within ten years, if you can’t become a Title Douluo, I will kill you and Liu Erlong!”

After watching Zhou Yi enter the cave room, close the door, and see no figure, Bibi Dong’s eyes became cold, and his heart was fierce.

If within ten years, Zhou Yi really became a titled Douluo, she was not impossible…

Is it just possible?

Now that Zhou Yi is in his twenties, he is a Great Soul Master, and even if he is a top martial soul, it is almost impossible to cultivate from a Great Soul Master to a Title Douluo in ten years.

What’s more, Zhou Yi’s martial soul is still so rubbish?

It is difficult to become a soul Venerable.

Just thinking of Zhou Yi’s confident eyes, Bibi Dong was not sure.

Because this is a man who can do miracles.

Be able to make the impossible possible!

“Let’s go!”

Gathering her thoughts, Bibi Dong turned away with Ghost Douluo, and she also had to cultivate hard.

If she had the strength of Title Douluo now, Zhou Yi might not marry Liu Erlong, but marry her.

“Zhou Yi is also knowledgeable, he married Liu Erlong early, this time the saint is dead, and His Majesty the Pope can also rest assured!”

Ghost Douluo withdrew his gaze, like a ghostly figure blending into the darkness, as if it had never appeared, and left with Bibi Dong!

……

Zhou House.

In the matrimonial room.

Liu Erlong, dressed in a wedding dress and a red hood on his head, sat on the edge of the wedding bed, his white and tender jade hands squared on his thighs, and his fingers pinched the corners of his skirt.

The broad heart trembled because of the tension and apprehension in the heart.

Even if she does not let her eyebrows, jealousy as hatred, temper is fiery, lively and hearty, she is no different from the family of ordinary married young daughters at this moment.

Crunch.

The door was pushed open, Liu Erlong’s body trembled, and as the door closed, clear footsteps continued to approach.

She knew it was Zhou Yi.

When the black bamboo forest first met, she was shocked by Zhou Yi’s appearance.

But she is not the kind of woman who only looks good.

Afterwards.

She was conquered by Zhou Yi’s talent and wisdom.

That profound knowledge, even Yu Xiaogang, who she admired before, was ashamed of herself.

Zhou Yi’s martial soul is rubbish.

But she saw from Zhou Yi the belief and fighting spirit that rose like the rising sun.

The days with Zhou Yi.

She saw Zhou Yi sweating like rain cultivating that set of self-created ‘soul techniques’ that killed the thirteen swords.

Others see it as fast as lightning, and the sword comes out to kill.

What she saw was the blood and sweat behind her day after day.

Serious men are the most attractive.

That moment.

Her heart fell.

“Erlong!”

Zhou Yi came to the bed and uncovered the hood.

“Zhou Lang!”

Liu Erlong raised his head shyly and looked at each other.

Today’s Liu Erlong is particularly beautiful.

The wedding dress is like fire, the skin is like snow, the facial features are delicate and moving, the eyebrows are picturesque, and a pair of big black eyes are shy with a strange look.

Under that wedding dress is a hot, perfect body that ordinary girls can’t reach.

“It’s late at night, drink this drink, it’s time to rest!”

Zhou Yi took two glasses of wine and handed one to Liu Erlong, smiling brightly.

He is already twenty-two.

But before all the thoughts were on cultivating to become stronger and planning chance.

It’s not that he doesn’t dislike beautiful women.

It’s about knowing that strength is everything.

Not to mention this time period.

There are not many well-known beauties.

Well-known ones are hard to come by.

All in all, it’s strength.

“Hmm.”

Liu Erlong’s pretty face was shy, picked up the wine glass, and drank a glass of wine with Zhou Yi.

“Erlong, you are so beautiful!”

Looking at the shy beauty, Zhou Yi’s heart was hot, and he picked up Liu Erlong.

“Lamp!”

“No need!”

……

Among the stars.

The bright moon quietly hid in the clouds, as if blindfolded shy.

Inside the matrimonial room.

The flame of the fiery red dragon phoenix mandarin duck candle is constantly beating, and the melted wax oil is like tears sliding down the candle drop by drop.

The long nights are extraordinarily romantic.

Zhou Yi was even more excited.

Because the reward is finally here.

“Ding, congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement of marrying a wife, and the first reward is super doubled.”

“Super double?”

Zhou Yi is overjoyed and full of expectations.

“Reward 1: Grandmaster-level medical skills.”

“Reward Two: Martial Soul Evolution.”

“Reward Three: Sacred Heart Recipe.”

“Bonus 4: Experience Point function is on.”

……