Douluo: Don’t be a licker

As if feeling something, Lan Ling glanced at her. This woman was so shameless. She had been following the young master shamelessly for three days and never left him. She looked at the young master's eyes and wanted to swallow him whole.

If I wasn't afraid that the young master would blame me, I would have slashed her with my sword!

After eating the hare and wiping his mouth, Song Wuxin stood up, took out a bottle of wine from the space ring and drank some.

When he was about to take it back, Bibi Dong snatched it away with quick eyes and hands. Under his slightly frowning eyes, he didn't mind the drink he just had, and raised his head and took two sips.

Seeing this scene, Lan Ling's blood eyebrows twitched slightly, hum, shameless woman!

"You should go back!"

Looking at the small mountains, misty and cloudy, surrounded by thousands, he said lightly.

"Hmph! Whether I go back or not is none of your business, so please leave me alone!" Aojiao turned her head.

He was silent for a while, and then he remembered, that's right, whether she goes back or not, it's up to her, as long as she doesn't follow him, so he said: "Then don't follow me."

"The road is open to the sky, you go ahead, I go behind, don't interfere with each other." After finishing speaking, he turned his back to him to show his position, I didn't follow you.

"You!" Lan Ling said that she had never seen such a brazen person, and mocked: "Bibi Dong, where is your daughter's restraint?"

Bibi Dong didn't bother to talk to her, glanced at Song Wuxin who had a calm expression out of the corner of her eye, curled her lips, and muttered: "For the sake of my sweetheart, how much is it worth to be reserved, besides... I am not short of money."

Under the bloody clothes, Lan Ling clenched her small fist in her right hand, and then loosened it after a while.

The next day, the 5 million coalition forces fought a decisive battle with the demons in Luohunyuan. The coalition forces were defeated and completely routed. They suffered heavy losses and retreated to Hangu Pass.

When the news came, the world changed color.

Countless people began to burn incense and pray for God's blessing...

"The five million coalition troops were defeated miserably. The mainland is about to perish!"

There are all kinds of beings in the world, and everyone's heart seems to be covered with a layer of dark clouds.

The entire continent fell into gloom for a moment, and lost its former vitality.

The demonic plane came not to dominate the world and unify the continent, but to gain food rations.

In this way, this war will be related to the fate of everyone in the world, instead of like before, no matter who the emperor is, it will be the same, and I will be safe and rich.

Those powerful soul masters were restless, and the common people lost all interest in working, lost their spiritual heads, and seemed to have lost their souls.

Every household, men, women, old and young, sat in a row beside the threshold, with melancholy eyes staring blankly in the direction of Luohunyuan.

Rich and powerful families, as well as dignitaries, began to flee to the rear.

As for those ordinary people, they have lost all hope and can only wait to die.

In an instant, the entire continent became lifeless.

Two days later, news came again.

The coalition army was defeated again and retreated another miles.

The number of people burning incense and praying has decreased a lot.

The demon's territory is getting bigger and bigger, and the number of deaths is also increasing.

Wherever the demons have passed, other than slaughtering cities, they have completely turned into no-man's land.

All over the continent, there are messages of death.

After a few days, the people at the bottom of the entire continent no longer even had any hope of survival.

Only a handful of people are still burning incense and praying.

When the real death comes, who cares about those.

Douluo Continent has ushered in the greatest tribulation in history.

This year, 2007 in the Douluo Calendar, is known as the [Year of Death] in history.

The demons sang all the way, and the coalition forces retreated again and again.

It has retreated to the border of the Luo River.

In just seven days, demons have occupied one-tenth of the entire Douluo Continent.

The entire continent was shrouded in the shadow of death.

On the next day, the coalition announced to the world that it had gathered all the strong men, a total of ten million troops, and was about to fight the devil again for the last decisive battle.

At this moment, on the entire continent, everyone turned their anticipation to this battle.

If they win this battle, they can live.

If we lose this battle, the entire continent will become a hell on earth.

On the eve of the decisive battle.

In the entire continent, no one is still burning incense and praying to heaven, but praying for the coalition forces to turn defeat into victory.

In every household across the mainland, men, women, old and young hold hands with each other and stare blankly in the direction of Luohe River.

There was all the last hope in his eyes.

But at this moment, in the Valley of Flames, Song Wuxin, who had been meditating for three consecutive days, finally opened his eyes.

In the pupils, a trace of bloody aura gradually disappeared, and the shadow was well hidden.

Clenching his fist, he nodded secretly.

Now, he is finally able to freely release the bloody aura, and his realm has become much more stable.

After completely refining and absorbing the 100-level thunder power a few days ago, his realm finally broke through to the realm of Titled Douluo.

San Gong re-cultivated, and after seven years, he finally cultivated to the title Douluo realm again, becoming one of the top powerhouses in the world.

"Master, are you awake?"

Lan Ling ran over in surprise.

Her voice alerted Bibi Dong, who was working as a beggar chicken over there. She felt happy, disappeared in a flash, and came directly to Song Wuxin.

"Wuxin, you're awake!"

The three of them walked together as if they were deliberately stimulating him. Bibi Dong just refused to change his name and kept calling him carelessly, appearing to be intimate.

Not to mention, it works!

At least now that she calls "Wuxin" this intimate name again, Song Wuxin will no longer frown.

Obviously, she herself noticed this detail, with a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.

There is a show!Song Wuxin, sooner or later you will be mine, you won't be able to escape!

Even if your heart is really a piece of ice that lasts thousands of years, I, Bibi Dong, must warm it up.

I know you are naughty, but I have been practicing my cooking skills these days. Wait until I catch your stomach first and tell you that you will never be able to leave me no matter what in the future, hum!

Thinking of this, and thinking of the warm days to come, she suddenly felt that the gloomy sky today was much brighter at this moment.

"Ling'er, how is the battle between the coalition forces and the demons going?"

Opening his eyes, the first thing he asked was the battle situation.

Lan Ling carefully wiped the dust off his face with a close-fitting handkerchief, while shaking her head slightly, "I'm not very optimistic, the coalition forces have been defeated one after another, and have already retreated to the border of the Luo River.

According to the news, the coalition forces have once again assembled the strongest force, an army of 10 million, for a final decisive battle with the devil in Luohe tomorrow. "

Suddenly, her hand paused and she looked up at him. A bright look flashed through her bloody eyes. It was an extremely pure look, beautiful and charming.

In her pupils, Song Wuxin could even see her own reflection clearly. This is a woman who only pretends to be him. There is no room for anyone or anything in her eyes or heart, and she doesn't care about anything else. thing……

"Young master, do you want to?"

He looked away, patted the wrinkles on his body, and stood up.

mountain top.

Standing with hands behind their backs, the breeze blows, the white hair flutters, and the bloody clothes squeak.

He looked quietly in the direction of Luohe, feeling confused.

"The time for nation-building... has finally arrived!"

"Bibi Dong, I need you to do me a favor."

Hearing him calling herself, Bibi Dong happily ran forward, and pushed aside Lan Ling who was standing shoulder to shoulder with him, who was also dressed in blood and looked very good, and said: "I can help you with anything, but I have one condition."

Song Wuxin's expression changed slightly, "Say!"

"You marry me!"

"Shameless!" Before Song Wuxin could say anything, Lan Ling had already started to look angry, and she seemed to have the urge to strike someone with a sword at any time.

Song Wuxin didn't look back, and said coldly, "Change to another one!"

"I'll marry you?"

"(→_→)Change it!"

"Will you kiss me?"

"another!"

"I kiss you?"

"another!"

……

……

"another!"

[Hey, for the sake of the continuity of the plot, the details of Bibi Dong’s husband’s crematorium should be well depicted.

So, I wrote this chapter again, why am I so long, how can I be so long?

Write too long and no one votes.

This is not good, I have to think about it. 】