Mythical End Times: Stock up on 100,000-year soul rings at the beginning

The two of them were so close that they were so close.

Ling Shiyun was stunned.

She fell in love with him?

For some reason, this sentence actually set off a huge wave in her heart.

"Impossible!"

The atmosphere was stagnant at this moment.

Ling Shiyun was already wearing thin clothes, and Cao Shuang was only wearing a pair of shorts.

She just rode on him, her chest pressed against his solid muscles, her cheeks close to his face, and their breathing could be heard.

Gradually, Cao Shuang had a physiological reaction caused by arterial vasodilation.

Noticing his abnormality, Ling Shiyun's pretty face flushed and she quickly got up.

She glared at Cao Shuang shyly: "Shameless!"

Cao Shuang spread his hands and looked innocent: "Who told you to sit on my waist? It's a normal reaction."

"You..." Ling Shiyun was speechless.

"Forget it." She took a few deep breaths, suppressed the restlessness in her heart, and regained her calm again.

"You are really different from before."

"Hehe, yes, just a different soul."

"Is he...really dead?" Ling Shiyun was a little surprised.

Cao Shuang shrugged: "Do you believe this nonsense?"

"..." Ling Shiyun rolled her beautiful eyes, she naturally wouldn't believe such a boring lie.

But...

Compared to the Cao Shuang who used to be submissive and let her manipulate him, the Cao Shuang with a lively personality and a weird temper is completely different.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

"In any case, I need an explanation."

She crossed her arms, raised her jade feet in a cold and noble manner, and her whole body revealed a hint of coldness that kept people away from her.

"Then answer me first, do you like me?"

Cao Shuang lazily leaned on the bed, his dark eyes flashing with cunning brilliance.

"No, on the contrary, I hate him." Ling Shiyun denied it flatly.

At the same time, she was asking herself deep in her heart: Do I really hate him?

No, not only do I not hate him, but even...

There is even a trace of inexplicable feelings in it.

Unfortunately, her strong character would never allow her to admit this. Even if there was a moment of throbbing, she still chose to deny it.

"Since you hate me, why are you so nervous about whether I live or die?"

Cao Shuang sat up slowly and slowly approached the end of the bed.

Ling Shiyun's heart sank. Was she seen through?

"Women, always say one thing and mean another and can't look directly into their hearts."

Cao Shuang frivolously lifted her pointed chin, bent down slightly, and sprayed his warm breath on her white neck, itching and numb.

"I'll ask again, do you really not like it? Have you really never been moved?"

The deep and charming voice seemed to have magic, making people's eardrums tremble.

Ling Shiyun felt that her brain was lacking oxygen and her heart was pounding.

Her cold and noble face instantly flushed.

"No... I don't like it."

"Oh."

Cao Shuang responded casually and retreated.

Ling Shiyun was left with a confused look.

What, what's the situation?

Why don't you continue?

You should continue!

Inexplicably, a sense of loss surged in Ling Shiyun's heart, as if she had lost something.

No, she shouldn't be lost.

Looking at the somewhat distraught and cold female president, Cao Shuang raised a dark arc.

If you want to seduce girls well, you have to rely on the level of military advisors.

——Hehe, what do you think, husband? I think this trick will definitely work.

Diao Chan's proud laughter rang in her mind.

Cao Shuang raised his eyebrows, indicating that a military advisor is a military advisor, and they are not on the same level at all.

After this set of combos, Ling Shiyun was already a little confused and didn't dare to look at him.

"If there is nothing else, let's trade online."

"And you should be able to see that I have no ill will towards you."

Seeing that she couldn't ask anything and was teased by the other party, Ling Shiyun gritted her teeth and left the room.

Cao Shuang was right, don't worry about how he got so many golden soul rings.

But being able to sell them to her at such a low price is enough to prove that Cao Shuang has no ill will towards her.

Back to the game.

Ling Shiyun didn't know what means she used to get 9 billion gold coins.

The transaction was successfully completed.

She looked deeply at Cao Shuang, then at Feng Xiaotao, and suddenly felt that she was redundant.

In the end, she snorted with an unclear meaning, turned around and left without looking back.

Feng Xiaotao's eyes flashed, and she asked in a low voice: "Did you... quarrel?"

From Ling Shiyun's last look, she seemed to see

A trace of resentment and grievance.

"Please, when have we not quarreled?" Cao Shuang shook his head speechlessly, "Just get used to it."

"Oh~"

...

...

The next morning.

Cao Shuang stretched.

"Finally, I'm done."

Looking at the 10 golden soul rings lying quietly in the backpack column, an unprecedented sense of accomplishment came to him.

In one night, he cleared all the 80 million gold coins from the sale of the frozen stone, the 30 million intelligence fees paid by the Misty Rain Pavilion and the Three Kingdoms, and the equipment soul rings dropped by the Axe Gang, and all the miscellaneous garbage.

Plus the 38 red soul rings stored in the warehouse.

In the end, a total of 19 gold rings were smashed out.

Sold 9 to Ling Shiyun, and there were 10 left.

Now, Cao Shuang has 9 billion gold coins, 20% of the income in the Death Ice Cave, and 20% of the frozen stone income promised by Lao Bai.

Such a huge sum of money is enough for him to squander later.

The next thing he lacks is time.

"Hey~ This is yours."

Cao Shuang took out 7 golden rings and threw them to Feng Xiaotao.

Feng Xiaotao was stunned and took it stupidly for a long time.

After admiring Cao Shuang's abnormal chance of melting rings for a whole night, she has become immune to golden soul rings.

Not as shocked as at the beginning.

But when she really got it in her hand, her whole heart was still excited.

But after thinking for a moment, she pushed the soul ring back.

"It's too precious, I can't take it."

Cao Shuang curled his lips and stuffed the golden ring into her arms.

"Don't talk nonsense, put it on quickly."

"But..."

"Lend it to you!"

"..."

Feng Xiaotao actually wanted to say that she didn't have a mythical martial soul that could be tied to the player forever. If she was killed by other players, the soul ring would fall.

She couldn't afford to pay even if she sold her.

"What if it's lost..." Feng Xiaotao still reminded anxiously, but was met with Cao Shuang's glare.

"If you lose it, give yourself to me as compensation."

"..."

At this moment, Feng Xiaotao had the urge to cry.

I always felt like I was in some kind of pig-killing dish.

"Okay, put it on quickly."

"You also have a share of the profit of the frozen stone, why are you so polite."

Feng Xiaotao struggled for a long time before being forced to replace the black soul ring and put on the terrifying golden soul ring.

Suddenly, her whole temperament changed suddenly.

The violent soul power blew up her black and shiny long hair, and her black clothes fluttered in the wind, and thunder lingered around her, like the master of thunder and lightning.

Now, even if Feng Xiaotao is only lv71, she can be among the top players in the whole server.

This feeling of raising a god by hand made Cao Shuang squint his eyes.

But there was one thing that made Cao Shuang a little worried.

His appearance changed the original growth path of Thunder God.

I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Well... I may have to act alone for a while."

"Huh? Why?"

Feng Xiaotao lowered her eyes in shame, "I have a mission I must do."

"Is that so... need help?" Cao Shuang asked with concern.

Feng Xiaotao raised her eyes and stared at her seriously: "You took the soul ring and left, don't you blame me?"

"You are an independent individual with flesh and blood and thoughts, not my personal property. You are free to go wherever you want. Why should I blame you?" Cao Shuang blinked in confusion.

"Besides, you sleep next to me, am I afraid you will run away?"

"Puff!"

Feng Xiaotao smiled softly with her lips covered, with a bit of tenderness in her eyes.

"Thank you." She said seriously, "I will come back to find you after completing the mission, wait for me!"

"Yes." Cao Shuang nodded heavily, "Wait for you to come back and marry me!"

"Bah, you wish!"

Crazy Xiaotao's pretty face flushed, she glared at him angrily, turned around and left in a hurry.

Watching her graceful figure disappear, Cao Shuang smiled slightly.

Just now he was worried that his appearance would interfere with the original growth trajectory of the Thunder God.

Now it seems that he was worrying too much.

Anyway, he is not short of combat power or money now, so it is not bad to let Xiaotao develop freely.