Douluo: Don’t be a licker

Chapter 152: [Encounter with Zhu Zhuqing]

[This chapter is also known as: The sub-personality disappears] (From this chapter on, the sub-personality no longer exists)

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The green hills remain unchanged, the green water flows forever, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.

Ten years later.

Douluo Calendar, January 2020, 12.

Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City.

suburbs.

In a hot spring pool, a young man with white hair and shawl is in the hot spring, closing his eyes very comfortably, enjoying the rare peace at this moment.

The fragrance of flowers around, coming down the wind, is tangy and alluring.

A few little birds were chirping and flying overhead. If they hadn't looked too small, they might have been shot down and roasted.

In the blink of an eye, ten years passed.

Ten years ago, after Song Wuxin finally got rid of the old man Zhuge Liang, he took Lan Ling with him and began to travel around the world in search of opportunities.

At the same time, it is also for the purpose of laying out secret moves throughout the continent.

Prepare for the domination of the world in the future.

soon.

He accidentally found a 30,000-year-old soul grass, which is very beneficial to soul nourishment.

So, he began a long retreat.

Refining elixirs, stretching the muscles and bones, and warming the Yang consciousness.

Ten years passed in a blink of an eye, and he finally successfully integrated with his sub-personality.

The two were originally one body, but now they used the soul grass to fuse and transform perfectly.

Of course, the final result was still based on Song Wuxin.

However, from now on, the sub-personality disappeared.

This fusion greatly increased his strength, and he finally broke through to level 98 Title Douluo.

The spiritual power has made another breakthrough, reaching the realm of the second-level god mansion.

but……

After the fusion, although his temperament is still cold, violent, and cruel, he is now a bit gentler than before.

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(ps: Humans are always changing. There are readers and friends who are withdrawn like Song Wuxin and usually like to be alone. I also wish you better and better.

Being lonely is not bad, but it is the best choice if you can keep your heart, keep pace with the times, keep pace with the society, and make yourself better.

The author is willing to exchange three pounds of fat for you to be healthy and happy every day. )

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The place of retreat was naturally chosen in the small and exquisite world.

In the small world, after years of development, this place has completely changed its appearance.

The housing construction is perfect.

Of course, although the territory in the small world is almost one-third of the area of ​​Douluo Continent, not many people live here.

Those who can enter here are all his true confidantes, people who are completely trustworthy.

For example, the dead soldiers.

For example, Zhuge Liang and Bai Qi.

"Ling'er, do you want to come down and take a bath together? This hot spring is really good, it's very comfortable to soak in."

On the shore, Lan Ling, who was in charge of sentry, heard the words, her pink neck turned red, she remained silent and pretended not to hear.

Suddenly, she frowned slightly and looked in a certain direction.

There was the sound of fighting.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, there should be many people.

And it has already begun to approach here.

Who is so bold, dare to disturb the young master to take a hot spring, damn it!

"Sir, someone is approaching. You, please wash up quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt someone tapping his shoulder.

Turning his head, he met those dark red eyes.

He has white hair that reaches his waist and is draped over his shoulders. He is wearing blood-stained clothes and has a handsome face.

There is still a little mist in the hair, which is full of masculine flavor.

When the two got so close, Lan Ling suddenly felt very hot, her face was slightly red, and a smear of red slowly climbed up from her neck, her face was bright red, which was really pretty.

Song Wuxin couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching it. Recently, this sword spirit has been getting more and more wrong, and he blushes at every turn.

No, I said you are just a sword spirit, my accompanying weapon, what kind of operation is it to blush at every turn?

Seeing the strange look in his eyes, Lan Ling quickly realized and turned around quickly, with her back to him.

Really shameful!

When I am nervous, I always have to say something to ease the atmosphere and at the same time cover up my guilty conscience.

"Ah, son, you dress so quickly!"

Song Wuxin paused slightly while tying his belt, and thought to himself, "My surname is Song, not Wang."

He glanced at her and didn't pay much attention to it. In short, this sword spirit has been acting more and more abnormal recently.

If it weren't for the fact that she was his companion weapon and had a telepathic connection with each other, I would have doubted whether it was being counterfeited.

Dress neatly, release your consciousness, and look in the direction of the fight.

I want to see who is interrupting my good business.

In the valley almost two hundred meters away, there were more than a dozen men in black, holding military crossbows, chasing a man who looked eleven or twelve years old...

cat?

be a person!

But there is a tail behind the ass.

It is estimated that it will not be more than 12 years old.

She has long black hair hanging around her shoulders, fair skin, and an extremely plump and hot figure that belies her age.

The expression on his face is very cold, a kind of coldness from the heart, pure coldness

There was not even a trace of life in her black eyes, which conflicted with her originally extremely beautiful face.

His limbs were well-proportioned and slender, and his body exuded a deadly coldness that was hard to get used to.

Even though her legs and left shoulder were injured, her expression remained as cold as water, as if the injury was not on her.

He didn't look back, just kept jumping in the jungle quickly.

One by one, Song Wuxin saw the face clearly, and suddenly froze for a moment, an inexplicable look flashed in Xuesha's pupils.

"Zhu Zhuqing! Why is she here? She is still being hunted."

She quickly searched her memory, and soon, a plot about the original novel came into her mind.

That's it!

So... can this matter be of use to me?

As a conspirator, sometimes the inspiration comes suddenly, and the layout is just inadvertently.

For example, Tang San's death was just a game from the beginning.

From beginning to end, Tang Hao didn't know how he died.

I really thought that Song Wuxin wanted to heal her wounds, let him join the returning souls, and entrust him with important tasks...

Zhu Zhuqing?

The second miss of the Zhu family, the fiancée of Dai Mubai, the second prince of the Star Luo Empire.

As early as many years ago, Dai Mubai had escaped from the Star Luo Empire and went to the Heaven Dou Empire to be cool.

In the original book, if he hadn't met Tang San as the main character, he might have rotted somewhere.

But, in this life...

Although Tang San has been following the original plot, he has already lost his soul, and now he is just a puppet.

If he hadn't needed to rely on the main plot to complete the "World Destruction Plan", he would have been wiped out long ago.

That Dai Mubai, in recent years, various ladies have been playing different tricks every day and singing every night.

For so many years, he has been under Guihun's control.

In other words, Guihun secretly helped him escape from the Star Luo Empire.

Otherwise, that loser would have died in the hands of his elder brother.

But he didn't expect that just after he left customs, he took a dip in the hot spring and met his fiancée by coincidence.

In the eyes, there is a trace of bloody aura, which is fleeting.

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