Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

Wang Feng never expected that Zhu Zhuqing would run down at this time.

Zhu Zhuqing was very fast. Although when she stepped onto the 330th floor, she couldn't bear the Poseidon's light that consumed her soul power, but with the physical improvement brought about by more than five months of training and climbing, her speed was also Extremely fast!

And when Zhu Zhuqing was like a night elf, he crossed a dark shadow and fell into Wang Feng's arms.

Wang Feng felt how strong and...big Zhu Zhuqing's body was.

cough…

Feeling a little tight in his chest, Wang Feng reluctantly took a step back.

Before Wang Feng could react, the mask on his face was lifted, and then, a slightly cold and soft feeling suddenly spread from his face to Wang Feng's brain.

Ok?

Wang Feng quickly held Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders with both hands, what are you doing! I haven't even admitted it yet, and you're here now?

"They can't see..."

Zhu Zhuqing's low voice rang in his ears, and his soft breath tickled Wang Feng, "Wang Feng, there is no need to hide it. I know your identity, and my heart will not lie to me. Otherwise, you would have Just pushed me away."

Wang Feng was silent.

The heart is even glowing faintly, which is obviously the effect of Meteor Tears.

Indeed, Wang Feng felt that Meteor Tears also had that special feeling.

There is a feeling of heart-to-heart connection...

"Why did you come down?"

Wang Feng pushed Zhu Zhuqing away slightly, but felt that the other person's hug was a little tight, so he stopped pushing away and allowed the other person to hold him.

From the veneer, it can be seen that the two of them are somewhat squashed when they are pressed together.

"miss you."

Zhu Zhuqing raised his head, his face flushed like a cloud, and his eyes were a little blurry, "In the past two months, every time you walked past me, I looked like you and talked to me... But I'm afraid that you will be recognized as soon as I open my mouth. "

Wang Feng thought to himself, he didn't expect that the meteor tears could have such an effect. No matter how good he pretended to be, it would be of no use.

"How long are you going to pretend?"

Zhu Zhuqing stared at the face that was thinking about it day and night, and his face became increasingly red. "If you continue to pretend like this, it must be a big burden on you, right? Did you just fail to attack the last level today?"

Wang Feng shook his head.

He didn't even attack the last level today, but failed at the thousandth level.

"Did you do that on purpose?"

Zhu Zhuqing buried his head on Wang Feng's chest and pressed Wang Feng's chin, listening to the latter's heartbeat, which was consistent with his own heartbeat. The sense of fit and integration gave him a sense of integration.

Zhu Zhuqing's whole body was trembling.

"They have all misunderstood you now... They all want to slap you in the face. Are you angry..."

Zhu Zhuqing whispered.

"What are you angry about..."

Wang Feng thought for a while, "I want you to think so, otherwise, I won't be able to persist for these two months."

Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

"Then, when are you going to stop pretending..."

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Feng, "Also, the way that Saint from the Spirit Hall looks at you every time..."

Having said this, Zhu Zhuqing hugged him tighter.

"Every time I see that saint looking at you, I feel like kicking her away..."

Zhu Zhuqing's tone was sour, "Wang Feng, you became the white-robed Pope in Wuhun Palace...are you really going to leave us?"

But after saying that, Zhu Zhuqing may have felt that his question was a bit stupid, so he murmured again:

"you can not do that!"

Wang Feng smiled and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who looked a little angry.

He actually wanted to say that even if he was not in Wuhun Hall, he would leave one day, but it was too sad to say this.

Forget it.

"And Qian Renxue, the young master of Wuhun Palace, I heard from Third Brother that she is also a great beauty..." Zhu Zhuqing said quietly, "In order to cover her retreat from the Tiandou City Palace, you, Third Brother and Poison Douluo Senior had a fight. Are you doing it for her too..."

Wang Feng: "..."

Wang Feng coughed several times, why did he get involved?

But that matter was so complicated that even Zhu Zhuqing couldn't explain it clearly.

"You disguised yourself as the pope in white in Wuhun Palace...is it because of these two girls?" Zhu Zhuqing whispered, "I know, my thoughts are a bit petty, but I just can't help but think so..."

"Absolutely not." Wang Feng said.

"That's why... why do you want to enter the Wuhun Palace and become the Pope in White... why do you want to be with those two girls..." Zhu Zhuqing felt that there were many questions, but in the middle of asking, he suddenly fell into Wang Feng's arms again. , "Ugh...I won't ask anymore. I know you won't tell me now."

Wang Feng didn't say that he wouldn't tell Zhu Zhuqing.

In fact, it doesn't make much sense.

Bibi Dong will become a god and will come to Poseidon Island in three years...

"In two years, I'll tell you."

Wang Feng's eyes flickered. Now, he didn't even know what the situation was like on the mainland. The Martial Spirit Alliance should have been established.

What happened to the two empires and the three sects?

Neither know anything.

He can only become stronger to wait two years to prevent any accidents.

"you said…"

Zhu Zhuqing raised his head and looked at Wang Feng again, "In those two years, can you make a choice? Me and Rongrong, who do you choose...or do you choose the saint of Wuhun Palace or Qian Renxue?" ?”

Wang Feng: "..."

Why ask this question again.

And... why do we need to add two more?

"Wang Feng, I think my mind is very confused, because everything you did is too terrible..."

Zhu Zhuqing murmured, "I don't know what you want to do...but one thing, I won't change, I like you."

Yes, it's terrible.

Even if the other party does not really admit his identity now, Zhu Zhuqing feels very scary when he thinks about the series of things that the other party has directed in the past year or so since he became the Pope in White.

What did Wang Feng do in the Spirit Hall again? To reach this high position? How to get reused?

"Even if one day you really become a super villain..."

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Wang Feng and whispered, "I like you too..."

And, it's not just like... Zhu Zhuqing said silently in his heart.

"Well, I like you too." Wang Feng thought for a while and then said.

"Really?" Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, his face became more and more rosy, his face was filled with surprise, and the affection in his eyes seemed to overflow. This was the first time he heard such a positive answer from Wang Feng.

But then, Zhu Zhuqing asked again, "What about Rongrong?"

"I like her too." Wang Feng said.

"..." Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, his mind a little blank.

after awhile.

"You...you, you..." Zhu Zhuqing stammered, "How could you do this..."

"Then I don't even like it." Wang Feng thought for a while.

"No!" Zhu Zhuqing stamped his feet and said angrily, "Wang Feng, you can't be bothered! You can only choose one!"

No one wants to share their beloved with others, and she certainly doesn't want to either.