Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

The groaning sound has not stopped...

Dao Feng really wanted to go in and hack these two bastards to death, it was so noisy in the middle of the night!

His time is very precious, how could he have the time to listen to them fighting in bed?

A high-pitched and excited growl came from the hole.

Blade closed his eyes and held his breath, he knew that the mission should continue.

After a while, the sword tiger walked out with light steps, refreshed.

Under the moonlight, its snow-white hair with metallic luster seemed a little brighter.

It seems that its body and mind have been nourished.

Dao Feng secretly said in his heart.

But it's good, the game it played with another female sword tiger just now exhausted its physical strength, which weakened its nerve sensitivity to a certain extent.

The joy of the mood will also reduce the vigilance.

As long as the opportunity comes, the success rate of Blade's plan will be greatly increased!

While thinking about it, Dao Feng felt that the situation was not good.

How did it come towards me? !

No way?

No way? !

But fortunately, the grass and vegetation where Blade is hiding is dense enough, and judging from its light, squinted eyes and careful recollection of the sight just now, it will not directly step on Blade.

It will pass by the blade!

While Dao Feng entered the state of suspended animation, he hesitated for a moment and finally took out the Ascension Flower powder.

Once Jianhu finds him, he can only force him.

Jianhu walked towards Daofeng step by step, but judging from his still pondering expression, he probably didn't notice anything strange in the grass not far away.

When its heavy footsteps passed by, the blade was ready to sprinkle the powder of Ascension Potassy on it at any time.

It's just that the blade's luck is not bad, it just walked over and gradually moved away.

There was a lazy, nostalgic roar of the female sword tiger from inside the cave.

Jianhu turned his head and called out in response, as if he had made some promise.

How can the meaning of this be concealed from Dao Feng? It's just that there is no need to expand on these difficult topics for children.

Jianhu left, and in the dark night he brought a certain confidante to come to him again, and he also looked forward to the next reunion.

After confirming that there would be no danger in the cave, Dao Feng suddenly got up and walked towards the trace left by the male sword tiger...

Seeing that there was no movement after Jianhu entered the cave, Daofeng heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that there would be no problem this time.

But wait a second, although it has fallen asleep, but not deep enough.

Wait for some more time, when he sleeps the deepest, and when his vigilance drops to the lowest, the blade will send it on the road.

It was sleeping soundly inside, and the blade was also adjusting its state.

The night is dark enough.

Dao Feng once again restrained his own breath and went towards the dark cave without a sound...

Inside the cave, the sword tiger was sleeping soundly in its comfortable nest, unaware that danger was not far away.

Dao Feng held a black iron in his hand, it was inevitable, if he summoned Ren's useless little broken sword, he really didn't know how he would die!

Blade: Chick!

Daofeng didn't dare to approach it anymore, this sword tiger always gave him a feeling that it was not so simple, and if he got closer, it might wake it up.

He has stopped breathing now, the beating of his heart has almost stopped, all the breath in his body has been put away, even the telepathy to observe Jianhu has been put away, and he can barely get some information purely by the diffused vision.

In his right hand is a small portion of powder, that's right, it's Shengtian pollen.

Can't use soul power, so close even the slightest fluctuation of soul power may wake it up.

But this is just a small problem. With his pair of small hands and the application of skills, it is really easy to send the powder to Jianhu's big nostrils at this distance. .

A tiny invisible air current was generated in the blade's hand, and with a movement of the blade's mind, it took the powder away soundlessly. Because the powder was so fine that it melted into the air, even the blade's vision lost their traces.

He is using his thoughts to drive the invisible air flow containing Ascension Pollen towards Jianhu's nostrils...

Blade frowned slightly, and the airflow reaching its nostrils was scattered by the breath gushing out of its nostrils, so a large amount of precious Ascension Flower powder would be wasted in vain.

It seems that it can only strengthen the airflow and speed up its speed.

Dao Feng's right hand went back and forth with luck a few times in a strange rhythm, and then carefully pushed forward, while he was ready to make a strategic retreat outside the hole.

The ghost knows if this sword tiger will go crazy after entering the environment!

A large number of ascensions poured into Jianhu's nostrils.

"Ah sneeze!"