Douluo: Don’t be a licker

Snapped!

Snapped!

Song Wuxin slapped her hands twice and got up from her seat.

"Interesting! Interesting..."

"Okay, I promise you that I will not disband the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, but from now on, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School will not exist as a sect."

"After I dominate the world, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will reduce its size and change its name to "Colored Glazed Academy"."

"This..." Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Bone Douluo looked at each other.

It is a heartache feeling!

One of the three sects in the hall is going to reduce its staff and become an academy.

No matter who it is, this is a great shame and humiliation.

But the enemy is too powerful!

No choice!

Ning Fengzhi has been struggling painfully in his heart...

The fist in the palm of the hand is clenched, released, clenched again, and loosened again, and so on and on.

"Okay, I promise you! If you can really rule the world."

"You will see that day!" As he said, Song Wuxin had condensed [Blood Soul Dongdu], "Sect Master Ning, sign the contract!"

There was another struggle in my heart.

Ning Fengzhi bit his finger, and sprinkled the donated blood on the bloody contract floating in the air.

Deep in the avenue, there was a faint sound.

"Swear...to..."

[Blood Soul East Crossing] The contract suddenly exploded, turning into countless amounts of energy, which were injected into the blood of the immediate relatives of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The voice could be faintly heard in the ear, "Swear...to..."

Ning Rongrong who was sleeping soundly turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

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The highest tower of Qibao Glazed Sect.

top.

Lan Ling leaned on Song Wuxin's shoulder.

The night is quiet and beautiful, and the shallow moonlight is charming in the evening of early autumn, adding a bit of glamorous charm.

Suddenly, meteors drew a magical arc in the blue night sky, like the brocade thread thrown by the Weaver Girl, and disappeared in an instant.

As the meteor passed by, Lan Ling sat up, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and actually made a wish.

Song Wuxin looked at her profile, but didn't make a wish.

After nine reincarnations, he no longer believed in this.

But he still couldn't help asking curiously, "What wish did you make?"

Lan Ling shook her head, "My lord, you can't make a wish, it won't work if you say it."

Song Wuxin smiled and stopped asking.

It didn't work!

If making a wish is useful, what do you need the sword in your hand for?

Just stare at the sky every night and wait for the meteors.

Lan Ling lightly leaned against his shoulder again.

There are wisps of fragrance coming from the hair.

Isn't it a sword spirit? It also has body fragrance?

But he didn't ask.

“My memory has been suppressed by a powerful seal.

My memory is actually the same as yours, son.

When I woke up, I was already your accompanying weapon, I only remembered you, and only you. "

Sensing the doubts in his heart, Lan Ling took the initiative to explain.

Song Wuxin rubbed her hair, took a rare moment of tenderness, and asked softly: "Then are you a body, or a soul?"

"It's an entity, but I can become one with [Sword of Devouring God]. I am the sword, and the sword is me."

Although he didn't understand it very well, he still nodded and didn't delve into it.

As long as she knows that she will never betray herself, other than that, nothing else matters.

Feeling the masculine breath passing from the tip of her nose to her face, under the dark night, her face suddenly turned red.

Accompanied by the sound of the breeze, he whispered: "If you want, Master, I, I can do it too..."

"Ahem, cough, cough..." Song Wuxin coughed, "Ahem, there is sand in the wind tonight, and it gets stuck in the throat. It's uncomfortable."

Lan Ling put her head in Song Wuxin's arms, blushing and dared not make a sound.

When people reach a certain age, their physiological needs are normal.

She has read some books recently, and these are all from the books.

I'm doing this for your own good!

She blushed, thinking so in her heart.

At the tip of my heart, it seemed as if there was a deer jumping around, ready to jump out of my chest at any moment.

"I'm still practicing "Wishing to Die", before I break through to the second heaven, if I keep my body as a child, I will get twice the result with half the effort.

Those things... we can talk about it after we break through the second heaven, and then..."

Under the dark night, Lan Ling tilted her head further into his arms.

His face was very hot.

"It's broad daylight, so I said why I can't find the two of you everywhere, so I came here to chat with each other, so I'm not shy!"

Bibi Dong suddenly appeared at the end of the tower.

Glancing at Lan Ling who was in Song Wuxin's arms, Bibidong said sourly.

Song Wuxin glanced at the moon in the sky, it was clearly night in broad daylight.

Women are duplicity!

All nonsense!

Little light bulb!

"I'm talking to you about my confidant, I want you to take care of it!"

Meeting Bibi Dong, Lan Ling instantly recovered.

Never be a coward!

She was shy just now, but now she directly hugged Song Wuxin's hand openly.

Leaning generously on his shoulder.

Bibi Dong was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.

Suddenly, she smiled charmingly, and under the dark night, she was overwhelmed by the country and the city.

"Actually, I don't mind two women serving one husband at the same time!"

After that, he sat down directly on the other side of Song Wuxin, hugged his hand affectionately, and rested his head on his shoulder.

For a moment, Song Wuxin still felt her nervousness.

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Lan Ling was also successfully choked.

Feeling a soft feeling on his arm, Song Wuxin tried to pump it.

Bibi Dong hugged her tighter.

Not drawn out.

So he gave up.

Lan Ling and Bibi Dong looked at each other, and only the two of them could clearly see the flames of war in their eyes.

Bibi Dong suddenly puffed up her chest.

Lan Ling: "..."

Then he looked at his own and whispered bitterly, "Cow! What's so great about it! It's not afraid of being too heavy to sag!"

Bibi Dong pulled back a round and smiled complacently and silently.

Then he secretly glanced at the change in Song Wuxin's expression.

In fact, from the beginning, she seemed to be quarreling with Lan Ling, but in fact, her real attention and thoughts had always been on Song Wuxin.

In saying those bold words and making such an outrageous move, she actually didn't have any confidence in her heart.

Always worried.

It wasn't until he saw that there was no change in his expression that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The first step is done!

It is said that women are the most aggressive. If you can hug today, you can kiss tomorrow. As for the day after tomorrow...

Under the moonlight, she revealed a sly smile that only she understood.

Song Wuxin suddenly said: "The matter with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has been resolved, and it's time for us to meet with other forces."

"Wuxin, I see that your recent actions seem to be very urgent, did something happen?" Bibi Dong asked intimately.

Song Wuxin glanced at her, "Something has happened! I have a premonition that the author will probably be eunuch this month after finishing writing. Before he becomes an eunuch, I will remove all obstacles as soon as possible and rule the world!"

Lan Ling suddenly looked cold, "He dares! If he dares to be a eunuch, I will let him be a real eunuch!"

Bibi Dong: "This time I support you!"