It was silent in the middle of the night, and the moon was shining brightly in the sky.
"Lie down..."
Dong Qing's mouth was a little dry. He didn't expect that he would hear such words one day.
"Can't you understand the teacher?" Bibi Dong pretended to be angry.
"Not that..." Dongqing wanted to say something.
But the next moment.
He was interrupted by Bibi Dong, who said calmly: "Xiaoqing, don't blame the teacher for this kind of thing. If you do, you can only blame yourself for being too strong."
"I can control the power." Dongqing clenched his fist and said.
if you can.....
He no longer wants to be a subordinate, he wants to be a superior for once.
"Xiaoqing, be obedient!"
As these words fell, Bibi Dong tapped Dong Qing's chest with her fingertips, and the latter fell down without any resistance, like a big tree that had been pushed down.
The trees and grass are so green.
Dongqing still remembers that when he was young, he would swim in the river field with bare feet, break open stones to look for river crabs underneath, and finally run home with a rich basket of river crabs.
River crab!
Really delicious!
........
A sleepless night.
[Professional transfer successful---Death Spider King Knight]
[Professional transfer successful---Soul-Eating Spider Emperor Knight]
Bibi Dong, who spent the whole night studying the female knight's job transfer, still looked very refreshed the next day and walked out of the room with full energy.
As the saying goes.
Only when the body and mind are united and return to the origin can peace be achieved.
For women.
In addition to spiritual comfort, they also need to recover from physical fatigue. What they want is not only care, but also help from their men in other aspects.
Pope's Palace, rear hall, plum garden, [where Saint Hu Liena lives in the Wuhun Palace--located at the rear right of the Pope's Palace palace complex]
This is a large garden. After entering the atrium through the round arch, there is a path dedicated to the apse of the Pope's Palace. In the surrounding gardens, there are flowers, plants and trees of all seasons.
Unfortunately, perhaps because of the season, there are only a few old plum trees in the surrounding gardens that are still in bloom, which makes them look much bleak compared to the prosperity of Tenglong Pavilion.
Tenglong Pavilion is either somewhere else or the palace of Dong Qing, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace. However, as time goes by, he rarely comes back to live in this place.
"Creak..." The sound of the courtyard door being pushed open sounded.
In front of his eyes, a woman with a hot and eye-catching figure was sitting on the futon. She was wearing a white and gold cheongsam, which perfectly outlined her almost perfect figure.
Unlike other women who have long, flowing hair, she chose to be different and have short, ear-length hair. Her golden hair looks very flowing and lively.
At this time, she was meditating to cultivate her soul power. Under the guidance of her own powerful spiritual power, the vitality of heaven and earth was transformed into pure soul power bit by bit.
She is Hu Liena, the contemporary saint of Wuhun Palace.
"Sister!"
Dong Qing walked up to Hu Liena and waved gently to the woman, but she deliberately pretended not to see him and didn't raise her head to pay attention to him.
Seeing her look like this, Dong Qing stretched out his fingers and gently hooked her fair and delicate ears. After seeing that there was still no response, he could only bite it.
"Call me Nana!"
Hu Liena suppressed the strange feeling in her ears, but her tone of voice was still a little sour.
"Nana, don't be angry, I'm back."
Dongqing hugged Hu Liena's soft body and gently comforted the woman's back.
"Come back as soon as you come back. Anyway, the first person you meet is also the teacher, so it can't be me." Hu Liena bit her lip gently.
"This...respecting teachers is important, and there is nothing I can do about it." Dong Qing said with a helpless expression.
"Oh, respect for teachers, you respect me all night?" Hu Liena said in a strange tone.
"I......"
Even after being criticized, Dong Qing couldn't say much. This was all his own problem. Last night, he was still detained by one, no, two scary big spiders.
When faced with the pursuit and interception of the Twin Martial Soul Spider Emperor, he still could not escape her dragnet.
"I'm speechless. Is it because I feel guilty?" Hu Liena continued to ask.
"One thing, Nana, you also know, I really can't do everything. Either I will offend the teacher, or I will offend you, Nana. In this matter, there is no way to get the best of both worlds."
Dongqing looked up to the sky and sighed, there were some things that he really couldn't help, and his time was also limited. When he was with one woman, he couldn't spend time with another woman.
Not to mention the soul skills of clones, female clones are double happiness, just like Bibi Dong's Spider King clones, and Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing's shadow clones, which are unimaginable multiple happinesses.
As for the male doppelganger......
To be honest, Dong Qing personally hates the clone soul skill. He has no control over whether other men like the clone soul skill. If he is lucky enough to possess this clone soul skill, he will destroy the clone soul skill even if the soul ring is broken.
In fact, it's not just clone soul skills, Dong Qing doesn't like any form of clone. He doesn't like his will to be distracted, and he hates clones that look exactly like him, even if these clones don't have their own will.
A strong man must learn to clone himself and incarnate into millions? The clones are all over the world?
Dongqing only believes in uniqueness and absoluteness.
That is the endless sea of chaos in the heavens and all realms, the absolute self, the only self. No matter how big the heaven and earth are, or how wide the world is, there is only one self in the endless sea of chaos in the heavens and all realms.
If one day he grows to a certain point and can shake fate and time and space, then he will definitely control all fates and all timelines of himself.
The only one is the most real.
Incarnate in millions, incarnate in billions.
As for which one is the real self?
Can you really tell the difference in the end?
.....
An hour later.
After Dong Qing comforted the sour Hu Liena, the two of them returned to the beautiful state they once had, and she snuggled into Dong Qing's arms obediently.
Don't ask how Dong Qing comforted him.
Asking is talent, asking is understanding her.
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To do porcelain work, you need to have a diamond.
Since Dongqing dares to provoke so many women, he must be very proficient in appeasing women. It is impossible for him to let his back garden catch fire out of control with just a piece of wood knowing nothing about it.
"Dongqing, I have nothing to do recently. Please come with me for a walk."
Hu Liena leaned tightly in Dong Qing's arms. She gently rubbed his neck with her own. This feeling of skin-to-skin contact and clear and audible breathing made her unconsciously indulged in it.
"Where to go?"
Dong Qing did not refuse, and he had no reason to refuse. He was not the kind of man who would forget his old love when he had a new love. Instead, he would try his best to use his free time to accompany them.
"Let's go to the Star Luo Empire. I don't like the Tiandou Empire. You have too many women there and it's annoying to see you." Hu Liena said what was in her heart.
"Okay, Nana, you can go wherever you want."
Dong Qing nodded slightly and tried his best to agree to all the requests of the woman in his arms. As long as he could do it himself, he would not refuse. This was also the price he paid for his troubles.
"You said this yourself, don't lie."
Hu Liena pouted like a little woman, with joy rising to her brows. She knew that Dong Qing had never changed, and her junior brother had never changed from beginning to end.
"Don't be shy!"
Dong Qing smiled slightly, as if the sun was rising, and the warm sunshine illuminated the dark earth, and also healed the remaining resentment in Hu Liena's heart.
He is carefree, but he is not sentimental.
He is greedy, but he does not forget the past.
Only by never forgetting your original intention can you achieve success.
...
at the same time.
Tiandou Empire, Qibao Glazed Sect, the sect's forbidden area.
This place is still the place where Xueyan slept for more than ten years.
However, due to Dong Qing's kick, the surrounding foundations for thousands of meters were completely trampled, and the underground river water gushed out, turning the place into a lake.
There is a recently built pavilion in the center of the lake, and there are three people in the pavilion.
A young man, a middle-aged man, and an old man, all are men.
Looking from a distance, the face looks very familiar.
If any disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect came here at this time, they would definitely recognize the identity of the young and middle-aged people, but they would be a little hesitant about the identity of the elderly.
Nothing else.
This old man is very much like a person, an important person, but he should not be so old, at least at this time, he should not become so old.
The young man is Luo Chenxin, a Sword Douluo, and the middle-aged man is Gu Rong, a Bone Douluo.
As for this old man...
"Fengzhi, why are you doing this?"
Sword Dou Luo Chenxin looked at the white-haired old man in front of him with a complicated expression. An indescribable sadness surged into his heart, but he didn't know how to describe the feeling of sadness in his heart.
"I...hehehe... You titled Douluo who can break through the seventy-ninth level without any problems, how can you understand the pain of being trapped at the seventy-ninth level for a lifetime."
Ning Fengzhi's face was old, with wrinkles all over his face, and his hair was as white as snow. There was an air of twilight lingering between his brows, and he was far less elegant than before.
After a few days, he has changed a lot. He looks like he has aged more than thirty years overnight and turned into an eighty-year-old man.
Although he himself is over eighty years old, he is a soul master after all. If there are no accidents, he can live to be 150 years old in the future.
"But you are overdrawing your vitality in this way, Feng Zhi, you are seeking death..." Bone Douluo Gu Rong stopped talking.
Although he was also very angry, angry that Ning Fengzhi used the grace of upbringing to force Ning Rongrong to voluntarily give up the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip, but seeing him become like this, he still couldn't help but feel a little unbearable in his heart.
Perhaps Ning Fengzhi finally chose the former between the fairy herbs and his daughter, but at least he did not cut off Ning Rongrong's hope. After dozens or hundreds of years, Ning Rongrong did still have time to wait.
"Death is not scary. Rongrong's talent is very good. With her mother Xueyan here, as the young sect leader, she can't lose her position as sect leader. I can rest assured to pursue the opportunity of martial soul evolution."
Ning Fengzhi looked very tenacious. He was not afraid of what others would say, saying that he used the grace of raising her to force his daughter to give up the fairy herbs because he never thought that he had done anything wrong before.
He doesn't have much time. At the age of eighty, he can no longer afford to wait tens or even hundreds of years. If he doesn't seize this opportunity to obtain the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip, he may really die of old age.
If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
Who has not experienced the pain of being trapped in level 79 soul power, who can truly understand his desire for a breakthrough?
Maybe for ordinary people.
The seventy-ninth level soul saint is already a great figure that is highly anticipated, but for Ning Fengzhi, this is not enough at all. He needs more powerful power.
"But the problem is, Feng Zhi, you are forcibly refining your own soul power, intending to use the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip to break through the eighty-level soul power and evolve your own martial soul at the same time. This idea is very good, but if you are not careful, you will really die.
.”
Sword Dou Luo Chenxin's tone sounded extremely heavy. He had never experienced the feeling of being stuck at level 79 and unable to move, nor could he understand the behavior of a gambler like Ning Fengzhi who would risk everything at the first glimpse of hope.
.
Without personal experience of pain, I will never understand why Ning Fengzhi, who saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, risked everything.
Is he wrong?
It's wrong and right.
The mistake was that he shouldn't have threatened Ning Rongrong with more than ten years of upbringing, but for him, this was the only chance.
"Forcibly refining soul power, at the expense of quickly consuming one's own life force, to gain a chance for a breakthrough. It would be great to succeed, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will also usher in a new life, but the problem is, Feng Zhi, have you ever thought about the fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect after failure?
Where to go?”
Bone Douluo Gu Rong raised his concerns. To be honest, he really didn't think much of Ning Fengzhi, and he didn't think he could successfully cross the seventy-ninth level threshold that was almost impossible to cross the realm by risking everything.
if you can.
He still wanted to persuade Ning Fengzhi to give up this dangerous idea and leave the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip to Ning Rongrong, to this little witch who had a high chance of evolving her martial soul without risking everything.
how to say.
In fact, Bone Douluo Gu Rong secretly did not think about using force, but just as he was about to take action, Sword Douluo Chenxin stopped him.
"Old Bones, this is Rongrong's decision. Since she has decided to give the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip to her father, even if you help her snatch it back, I believe she will never want it."
"Although the talents of Sword Bone and Fengzhi are quite outstanding, they are still far inferior to Rongrong. This fairy medicinal herb, Qiluo Tulip, can really work in Rongrong's hands."
"Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Many things in this world are not perfect after all. Suitable things may not necessarily end up in the hands of the right person, and this is fate."
"Are we really going to watch helplessly as Rongrong waits for tens or even hundreds of years for that little fairy herb that will mature at some point?"
"At this time, we can only believe in Rongrong. We believe that she can wait until the young plant of the fairy herb matures and successfully evolve her martial spirit."
"I understand that Rongrong can wait, but at that time, Rongrong will be almost the same age as Fengzhi, and his success rate will not be as high as when he tried to evolve martial arts when he was young."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong's mind replayed the private conversations between himself and Sword Douluo Chenxin, all of which were discussions about who was more suitable to take immortal herbs, Ning Fengzhi or Ning Rongrong.
Several minutes passed.
When Bone Douluo Gu Rong came back to his senses, his eyes turned back to the real world. Ning Fengzhi had already taken out the fairy herb Qiluo Tulip obtained from Dongqing.
Although this celestial herb, the Kirara tulip, looks very ordinary, its appearance is unremarkable, just like a weed on the ground.
But the faint fragrance that slowly spreads around it can make the soul master's martial soul flutter.
This kind of throbbing originating from the martial soul invisibly reveals the extraordinary nature of the fairy medicinal herb Qiluo Tulip.
"Elder Sword, Elder Bone, the evolution of martial souls is extremely difficult and dangerous, and life and death are unpredictable. If this sect leader unfortunately dies, Rongrong will be the next sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."