Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants

  Chapter 28, the boring test

"teacher?"

  Dong Qing looked at Bibi Dong with a bit of surprise, wondering why she appeared in front of him so early in the morning.

"Xiaoqing, after the teacher carefully checked your body last night, I found that your body contains a powerful blood vessel, which is absorbing the soul power in your body all the time, causing none of the soul power from your meditation practice to exist. .” Bibi Dong explained.

  She stayed with Dongqing last night, and she didn't get up until dawn today.

  In the first half of the night, she had been observing that her soul power was being swallowed by something in Dong Qing's body. It wasn't until she finally discovered the pure blood of the Skyhorn Ant in his body that she figured out what was swallowing her soul power.

In the second half of the night, I don't know why, maybe it was accompanied by someone, and after being relaxed, Bibi Dong, who felt a little sleepy, hugged Dong Qing tightly and fell asleep. After all, the root cause of the problem had been found, and she didn't need to worry about other things in his body. problem.

   "A powerful bloodline?" Dong Qing had an innocent expression, his eyes filled with ignorance.

  Now he doesn't know what a skyhorn ant is, and he doesn't know that he has the pure blood of a skyhorn ant in his body. He is just a child, a six-year-old child who longs for the teacher's explanation.

  Dong Qing's ignorant expression made Bibi Dong feel that her role as a teacher has become more meaningful. She squatted down slightly, and her delicate body naturally bent into a graceful arc.

  A breeze blows from outside the window, and the light golden skirt moves with the wind, revealing the calf of suet white jade.

In the end, she squatted in front of him, and said softly: "That's right, it is precisely because of this powerful blood that you have endowed Xiaoqing with unimaginable divine power, and this tyrannical body that far exceeds that of soul masters of the same age. "

  Dong Qing immediately looked enlightened, and said excitedly: "So that's the case, I said why I have such great strength. It turns out that after the soul power was swallowed by my body, it finally became my strength."

  While he was talking, he waved his little hands, perfectly interpreting the normal behavior of a six-year-old child.

"Xiaoqing, don't be so happy, it needs to devour a lot of soul power to grow, and the little soul power you have obtained through meditation and practice alone can't support the tyrannical blood power of your body at all. "Bibi Dong stretched out her jade finger and touched Dong Qing's forehead.

  As soon as these words came out, Dong Qing's face, which was originally full of joy, turned into a bitter face in an instant, and finally he asked with a puzzled expression: "Teacher, what should I do now?"

  Bibi Dong looked at Dong Qing, who was staring at her eagerly, and suddenly had an idea. She stood up, shrugged helplessly and said: "What should I do, the teacher has no good way, Xiao Qing can only work **** her own."

ah? What does she mean? Could it be that I got the script wrong?

  Dong Qing suddenly had a question mark in his head, couldn't it be that Bibi Dong took the initiative to feed me with her ninety-nine peerless douluo-level soul power?

  If he cultivated his soul power on his own, no matter how hard he tried to meditate and practice, the soul power he finally obtained would not be enough to absorb the pure blood of the Skyhorn Ant!

  Seeing that Bibi Dong turned around and was about to leave, Dong Qing hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her thigh, and said, "Teacher, teacher, don't leave now, is there really nothing you can do?"

   Heard the words.

  Bibi Dong turned her back to Dong Qing's beautiful face, and immediately evoked a triumphant smile, and then turned around without haste, but a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.

   "It's not that there is no way, it's just." Bibi Dong hesitated to speak.

  Only things that are difficult to get, people will cherish them more, and of course she doesn't want to give them for nothing.

   "Teacher! Just tell me." Dong Qing quickly hugged her thigh and acted like a baby.

  No way, he had to hug this big white leg, so he wouldn't have to worry about feeding the pure blood of the Skyhorn Ant in his body in the future.

   "It's just that this method needs to consume a lot of soul power from the teacher. Although the teacher is the Pope of the Wuhun Temple and also a strong titled Douluo, the soul power in his body is like a vast ocean."

   "But if you provide Xiaoqing with soul power day and night, the teacher's body will eventually become very weak. At that time, you may be attacked by bad guys, and you will not be able to protect yourself."

  After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she stared at Dong Qing with a pair of beautiful eyes. Now she was a little curious. Faced with the current situation, what choice would he make for this six-year-old boy in front of him?

  Do you not care about your teacher and ask yourself to provide him with the necessary soul power, or do you care about your teacher and give up this method that will make the teacher weak.

  In silence, a test fell.

   Actually, it’s not to blame for Bibi Dong’s scheming, because adults just like to test children with various things, so as to determine their future character.

  Although it is not necessarily 100% accurate, this test method can also roughly predict a person's character and virtue.

  Cultivating Dong Qing now is undoubtedly asking Bibi Dong to pay a heavy price. If he doesn't have a good character worthy of her sacrifice, how dare he put his future on his shoulders.

  That's right, a little soul power consumption is nothing to her, and she won't become weak because of Dongqing absorbing such a little soul power.

   After all, no matter how much soul power is lost, for Bibi Dong, who is already a ninety-nine peerless Douluo, as long as she meditates for a while, she can recover to her original state.

   But let me ask, there are a few teachers who are not afraid of cultivating white-eyed wolves. If Dong Qing grows up and stabs her in the back, it will break her heart.

   And her heart was already full of scars, and she couldn't bear another knife.

  Although Dong Qing had shown filial piety before and was willing to give his championship award to his elders, this was not enough, at least let Bibi Dong see that he would feel sorry for himself as a teacher and a fragile woman like her.

"I"

  Dong Qing felt the taste of a test. Why does this sound so familiar?

  Chen Xiang at half past six? Goofy romance drama?

  Think here.

  Dong Qing, who was familiar with the book Actor's Self-Cultivation, immediately knew how to answer Bibi Dong.

   "Since this method will eventually lead to the weakening of the teacher's body, I would rather slowly increase the level of soul power by myself, and I don't want to see you, teacher, in any possible danger." Dongqing vowed.

   Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the gaze in Bibi Dong's pupils immediately became as gentle as water. No one knew better than her that the importance of soul power level to a man was a matter of a man's dignity.

   Regardless of size. Regardless of age.

  If Yu Xiaogang's martial soul hadn't failed to mutate and couldn't improve his own soul power level, he wouldn't have acted so cowardly.

  Of course, he is not a good person, but at this time Bibi Dong wants to confirm another problem.

   "Xiaoqing."

  (end of this chapter)