Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

"Huh?!" Zhu Zhuqing's breath stagnated.

Beautiful legs? !woman? !

"Old man, you are blessed, this medicine is probably a precious thing for Titled Douluo?" Dao Feng stuffed about one-third of the elixir emitting a milky white halo into the old man's mouth.

Where is the old man in the Meteor Pavilion not aware of the preciousness of this elixir?

He also tolerated Dao Feng's shameless act of using his ink platform in his heart.

"Feng! The person who gave you the pill was a woman?!"

"What's wrong with women?! Zhuqing, are you looking down on female compatriots?! Women can hold up half the sky!" Dao Feng pointed at Zhu Zhuqing and said righteously.

"I'm not...Feng, between you and her..." Zhu Zhuqing wanted to refute, but realized that he was almost being fooled and was diverted from the topic.

Dao Feng smiled: "Jealous?"

"No...um."

"Don't worry, big bosses at that level don't like me, a small shrimp. Although I am handsome, considerate, suitable for warming beds, I am still a potential stock."

Seeing the narcissistic blade Zhu Zhuqing burst into a smile, he is too narcissistic!

"Can you tell me who she is?"

"No, otherwise, Zhuqing, you should turn from jealousy to inferiority. That person is the number one genius in Douluo Continent after me."

"So powerful?" Zhu Zhuqing opened his eyes wide.

"Fake, our kitty is the best!"

"You will tease me." Zhu Zhuqing murmured softly while leaning against Dao Feng's chest.

The old man in the Meteor Pavilion who was lying on the ground suffered.

Dao Feng looked at the old man on the ground who was recovering rapidly and whispered in his heart.

Bingling Tianjing, I found you.

The old man in the Meteor Pavilion had the aura of the Ice Spirit Sky Crystal on his body, but there was no sign of the Ice Spirit Sky Crystal in the ink platform. This was the fundamental reason why he could not die.

If the location of the Tianling ice crystal cannot be known through normal peaceful means, then the backhand he left in the old man's body just now will help him.

Extraordinary measures are used in extraordinary times.

"Young man, do you know the end of Wude?"

Blade: "?.?"

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Zhu Zhuqing was startled by the protruding old voice.

"Old man, you really like to joke. I took out all the treasures that were used to save my life at critical moments to save you when you grow old. You have to admit that you are full of red pillows, otherwise I will save you if you always burp in the future." ?”

Dao Feng knelt down and smiled, sharing his hands with the old man in the Meteor Pavilion who had already sat up.

His expression was brisk, his eyes open, and his tone calm, which did not change at all due to the old man's cold face.

The old man just accidentally missed this time!How can I show you the ugly fart next time!

This kid just wished him well!

The old man who had just regained his breath twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and the reverse blood that was suppressed in his throat spurted out in one gulp!

"Ouch! If you have any opinion on me, old man, feel free to mention it, but don't get angry, or I will be guilty of a serious crime!"

Dao Feng quickly comforted the old man.

The old man snorted softly: "It's just a mouthful of dirty blood, how could the old man be so narrow-minded?"

"That's, that's, who doesn't know your old temperament..."

Zhu Zhuqing looked blankly at Dao Feng giving the old man a smooth ride, the situation was so strange, did they know each other so well?

"Old man, how did you get hurt so badly with your cultivation?" After stroking the old man under a tree to shelter from the wind, Dao Feng asked "curiously".

"Boy, with your mere Soul Sect cultivation base, how do you see that this old man is stronger than that old Dugu Bo?" The old man leaned on the tree but turned to the blade and asked indifferently.

He was very curious, from the exchange between Dao Feng and Zhu Zhuqing, he clearly realized that Dao Feng judged his strength in the Meteorite Pavilion.

It has always been only high to look at the bottom, has there ever been a low to look at the high?

"From the first time I saw your old age, I concluded that you are a reclusive expert. How tall is it? My intuition tells me that it is at least as tall as Titled Douluo."

"I have seen Poison Douluo, he is very strong, but he is not as good as you, because he can't control his own power like a spewing volcano, but you can control it freely."

Blade came slowly.

But his conscience is troubled.

Because of him, he spoke out of conscience again!

Whether it is Dugu Bo or the old man in front of him, in his opinion, they are all scum...

sorry! ! ＞People＜

Although the old man in the Meteor Pavilion was calm, the satisfied look in his eyes was captured by the blade.