Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Meng Xingchen cast her eyes on Zhu Zhuqing's chest who was quietly sitting beside Daofeng.

There was a little sparrow sticking its head out in a daze, and Hada was straight.

"Knife boy, is this?"

"A little guy with deep fortune." Dao Feng smiled and pushed a certain bird back with his fingers.

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned red, how could this villain's hand reach in there? !There are outsiders!

"Chirp..."

Meng Xingchen nodded and replenished his energy.

Then enter meditation conditioning.

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"Old man, if you are injured, you should change into another pair. My white robe is several hundred gold soul coins, and you won't lose the price after wearing it."

Meng Xingchen, who was still wearing a blood-colored gray robe, looked at the neatly folded white robe handed over by Dao Feng, dazed for a moment, then smiled and shook his head: "I'm old."

There was some melancholy in his tone.

"It's better to change your body. Although you are old and advanced, it is not conducive to the recovery of injuries."

"Never mind."

"Knife boy, what are your plans next?"

"Keep going."

"Your cultivation is too low."

"There are reasons why you must move forward."

"Then you shouldn't bring this girl and little things in."

"It's an experience."

"Forget it, since you saved the old man's life, the old man will protect you for a while, which is repaying the favor."

"Old man, is your life so worthless?"

Meng Xingchen's face darkened, this kid really wasn't so easy to fool.

Hearing that Meng Xingchen was going to be with the two of them, Zhu Zhuqing felt a little happy, and she was relieved that there was a strong man protecting him.

Compared to herself, she was more afraid of something happening to the blade.

I was also a little disappointed, because with one more person, I couldn't mess around with Daofeng casually.

If I had known that this bastard who got up today would want to stick his tongue into himself for the second time... just let him go.

Set up camp.

Dao Feng and Zhu Zhuqing, Ling and Meng Xingchen set out on the road together.

"Old man, save some soul power, don't drift away."

"Why does the old man need you to control his work?"

"Um, reasonable."

"Knife boy, how about being my apprentice?"

"Farewell, lest one day you burp and I won't be able to shed tears and appear heartless."

"I don't care about those two teardrops..."

The snowstorm is getting stronger.

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"Snapped!!"

Dao Feng could feel Zhu Zhuqing trembling, and the choking sound could no longer be suppressed.

Her slender hands suddenly pulled him down and hugged him tightly.

Feeling the pain, Dao Feng gently stroked Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful hair with his hands, without saying a word.

Tears in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flowed down her cheeks, her silver teeth clenched on Dao Feng's shoulder.

Daofeng didn't stop her, and let her vent her dissatisfaction.

He knew that it was unfair to her. Both of them had reached this point, but he was still hesitating, no doubt because he had concerns in his heart.

Zhu Zhuqing is not a fool, she knows that she may not dare to take the last step easily for some reason, but she may not be able to accept it.

The choking sound subsided after a long time, the silver teeth gradually loosened, but Ruyu's little hand grasped tighter and tighter, her face was buried deep in Dao Feng's chest, as if she was afraid that Dao Feng would run away.

"sorry."

Dao Feng turned over and hugged Zhu Zhuqing in his arms.

"Is it because there are other people in your heart?" Zhu Zhuqing whispered while lying on his chest.

It's just that the eyes are a little silent.