Douluo: Kizaru Douluo

Zhang Yang and others were about to leave. After saying goodbye, they didn't know when they would see each other again, so many people came to see them off. There were hundreds of people from Qibao Glazed Sect, Tang Sect, and Shrek Academy.

Before leaving, it was inevitable to say goodbye for a while, but when the tears were finally wiped away, Bai Chenxiang, who had never left her grandfather Bai He's side, was filled with sadness.

Following the guidance of the map, two spacious carriages left the west gate of Tiandou City and headed west along the official road.

The nine people in the group were divided into two carriages, with Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Bai Chenxiang in one group, Zhang Yang, Ning Rongrong, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Oscar in one group.

In fact, regarding this grouping, Oscar poked Ma Hongjun in the back countless times.

There are a total of four couples among the nine people, and they must be divided into two groups. Among them, Bai Chenxiang could only be paired with the most familiar Tang San.

Fatty was worried that being paired with Oscar, a guy with a bitch face and peach-blossom eyes, would divert Bai Chenxiang's attention, so he coaxed and coaxed Oscar into Zhang Yang's group.

Therefore, along the way, Oscar only felt that his martial spirit should be a 100W incandescent lamp, dazzling by Gil.

But an old couple spreading dog food would not care if there were people around, so while Oscar was stuffing his mouth with two different flavors of dog food, he felt from time to time that he seemed to be a little too much.

In order to reach the destination as soon as possible, everyone did not rest in the passing cities. They would only rest for a while when their horses were tired and camp in the wild.

When night fell, all the Shrek Seven Devils woke up from their deep sleep. They didn't plan on traveling at night. After all, the bumpy carriage on the stage made practice less effective, so the daily practice was moved to after dinner and at dawn.

Tang San took out drinking water and food from the Twenty-Four Bridge on a moonlit night. It was autumn and the weather was already a bit chilly. Dai Mubai used his tiger claws to cut a large amount of firewood in a short time. Ma Hongjun's phoenix flames passed by and the bonfire was formed.

Everyone sat in a circle around the bonfire. The girls took out the kettles and boiled hot water while baking dry food on the bonfire. Everyone took advantage of this short meeting time to chat briefly.

"The meat cakes in City A and B are quite good. If it weren't for the storage intolerance, I would have to buy hundreds and eighty kilograms of meat cakes to put in the storage soul guide. It's still much more delicious than this roasted dry food."

In response to this, Dai Mubai shook his head and said: "You have a miraculous miracle like the [Eight Tatar Mirror], so why are you still holding on to the dry food? With this soul skill, the shelf life of food has no meaning. You can fly directly to the local area and buy the freshest food."

"Hey, Boss Dai, eating dry food is a tradition. Traveling and dry food, distant places and dry food, soul beast forest and dry food, this is the eternal classic combination. In this wilderness, you are holding a roasted sheep My legs are chewed...Tsk, tsk, tsk, just saying it will ruin the scenery."

"Don't make so many excuses for your laziness." Dai Mubai said contemptuously.

Ning Rongrong was more direct: "Husband, I want to drink the Yangzhi nectar at home."

Zhang Yang rolled his eyes, chewed the fragrant roasted dry food, and muttered: "Don't be embarrassed, we are traveling now, how can we run home just for a cup of poplar nectar?"

"Besides, please have the most basic respect for my hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring. How can you use it so carelessly just for the sake of mere appetite?"

"Um???"

Tang San's side.

"Oh, fat man, go over there. You've only been traveling for a few days, and the smell on your body is almost as bad as the horse manure in the stable. It smells so bad." Bai Chenxiang raised her shoulders in dissatisfaction. Ma Hongjun, who was approaching him, complained to Tang San: "Cousin, look at him."

Fatty has always been heartless. Even though Bai Chenxiang described him as horse dung, he still shamelessly boasted: "Xiao Xiangxiang, you don't know this. This is something that only the most bloody man can exude." Manliness in its purest form.”

"Fat man, you should take some time to take a bath." Leaning next to Tang San, Xiao Wu also agreed with Bai Chenxiang's thoughts: "Anyway, Zhang Yang can go to a nearby city to buy water, so before you practice, you should Take a good bath... Huh? Where's Zhang Yang? Where's the big Zhang Yang?"

Xiao Wu looked at Ning Rongrong's side, but did not find Zhang Yang's figure, and asked curiously.

"Go back to Tiandou City to get the Yangzhi Manna for me." Ning Rongrong explained with a smile on his face.

Bai Chenxiang on the side stopped talking, her eyes full of yearning.

In Bai Chenxiang's eyes, the love between Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong is simply the love model of her dreams.

A commoner who came from a humble background, and the daughter of the leader of the No. sect in the world, broke through the shackles of the world and blossomed into a beautiful flower of love.

Especially when Bai He offered her marriage, Bai Chenxiang felt more and more that the love between Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong was so sweet that Zhang Yang would run thousands of miles just to have Ning Rongrong eat a bowl of poplar nectar.

What a beautiful love.

Now she is Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong's biggest CP fan.

Sometimes, just seeing Zhang Yang and Ning Rongrong in the same frame, Bai Chenxiang's face would be filled with a bright aunt's smile.

Not long after, Zhang Yang came back with the newly cooked poplar nectar and a sumptuous meal for everyone.

After eating the cooking skills of the Qibao Glazed Sect chef, Xiao Wu brought up old things again and talked about letting Ma Hongjun take a bath.

Zhang Yang nodded, pointed at Ma Hongjun with the cumin-scented lamb leg in his hand, and said, "Fat man, it's time for you to take a bath. Your armpits have the smell of cumin, which makes my lamb leg even worse." It’s smelly.”

"Fuck you." Ma Hongjun said contemptuously: "You only smell like anise."

"No." Zhang Yang immediately denied it, "I just took a shower in Tiandou City. If you don't believe me, there is still the scent of rose water in my hair."

"A grown man still puts rose water in his shower. He doesn't look like a man at all." The fat man said disdainfully.

"Fat man, if you want to chase the fragrance, you have to clean up yours no matter what. If you don't talk about being beautiful, you can't stink." Tang San next to him also said: "When you are practicing, you should take some time to take a shower. You can use mine for perfume and other things."

After Tang San said this, Ma Hongjun also felt that he should take a bath, but he still looked down and sniffed the smell of his own body a little arrogantly, muttering "I don't think it smells very bad."

Over there, Zhang Yang was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

"You used my rose water? How much did you use?"

"Not much, just a little."

"How much is one point?"

"Just a little."

Zhang Yang still wanted to be harsh, but Ning Rongrong jumped on Zhang Yang and sniffed Zhang Yang like a puppy.

Ning Rongrong exploded after just one sniff.

Ning Rongrong immediately concluded that Zhang Yang would start with at least half a bottle of this bath.

"Ah, Zhang Yang, that's my favorite gold limited edition rose water. I'm usually reluctant to use it." Ning Rongrong stretched out two fingers and pinched Zhang Yang's soft flesh.

Due to the limited production capacity, Ning Rongrong has been reluctant to use this gold limited edition rose dew. Only when she needs the subtle fragrance to add interest to the boudoir, Ning Rongrong will put a few drops in the bath water.

Zhang Yang also knew about Ning Rongrong's preferences. Because he wanted to play "Jiu'er and Yu Zhan'ao" with Ning Rongrong today, he poured some rose water when he returned to Tiandou City to take a shower.

Just because Zhang Yang considered that today was an open air, he poured a little more. Unexpectedly, when he came back, not only did he not receive any praise, but he ordered a barrel of dynamite.

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That night, everyone found a place to practice, including the fat man who had taken a shower and the two horsemen driving the carriage.

As the person with the highest soul power in the room, Zhang Yang took the initiative to take on the task of keeping vigil.

But this long night, without a mobile phone to accompany him, made Zhang Yang feel quite bored.

So, together with Ning Rongrong, who had a good understanding of each other, they got into a small forest.

The moonlight is beautiful, the beauty is gently undressing her clothes, the sky is the quilt, the earth is the bed, the mountain is the pillow, and the moon is the lamp.

So this rose water is not in vain.

It's just that Ning Rongrong didn't know about sustainable development and squeezed the juice too hard. It took Zhang Yang three full days to recover.

On this day, Zhang Yang and others drove a carriage to the western border of the Tiandou Empire, and the horses had also been replaced in the previous city. The new horses were enough to carry them to the sea.

"There is a village ahead, Sect Leader Tang, should we take a break?" The disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect who were driving had been warned long ago that Ning Rongrong was not the main focus of this trip, and that everything was under Tang San's orders.

Tang San said: "Then let's take a rest." It's already afternoon, the weather is getting colder, the horses are exhausted, although they rested once at noon, they always have to rest before dinner to maintain their speed.

The carriage continued to move forward for a while and then stopped. Just when the Shrek Seven Monsters thought they had arrived at the village and were about to get off the car to rest, there was a gentle knocking sound on the side of the carriage. The Qibao Glazed Sect disciple driving the car said: "Sect Master Tang , something seems wrong. We are almost reaching the village, but the village is eerily quiet, and there is no one in the farmland outside the village."

Everyone looked at each other and Tang San said: "Let's go down and have a look."

Zhang Yang, who was pushed awake by Ning Rongrong, sat up and spread his domineering look, his expression suddenly startled.