Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 141 - The Secret Technique that Can Make Yourself Grow

"Wait, something's wrong, there's something [-] out of [-] that's wrong!"

After shouting the secret, Qian Lingjun turned around bewilderedly, stared straight at Mei Douluo, and was speechless for a long while.

In the end, it was Mei Douluo who couldn't hold back his smile, and took out a pink glass bottle that looked very unscrupulous from the storage soul guide and handed it to Qian Lingjun.

Taking the pink glass bottle, Qian Lingjun opened the bottle cap suspiciously and took a sniff. What hit his nostrils was a sweet and cloying aroma.

"What is this?" Qian Lingyun asked in bewilderment.

"Honey dew, my exclusive formula that I don't pass on to others, it is specially designed to let girls have the devil figure they dream of!!" As he said, Mei Douluo drew a gourd-shaped arc with his hands, and muttered:

"Its main ingredients are wood papaya, honey from tiling bee, bone of pink lady, etc. One bottle a day, the effect is outstanding, and the most important thing is that this honey dew not only works quickly, but also, its taste It’s still good.”

"As long as you drink it and have the same proud figure as me, it will no longer be a dream,"

"Oh! Then how can I buy it!?" Qian Lingjun held the small bottle in his hand and asked excitedly.

"Then you have to ask the right person, don't ask for 999, don't ask for 888, I'm here today, take it home for free!" Mei Douluo took out another identical one from the storage soul guide, and pointed it directly at Qian Lingjun's mouth Drained it.

Qian Lingyun wanted to resist, but the taste of honeydew... was unexpectedly good, sweet and sour, soothing throat like fruit juice.

The most important thing is that as soon as the honeydew entered his stomach, Qian Lingjun felt a warm current flowing from his stomach to his heart. His whole body felt warm and indescribably comfortable.

"How's it going?" Mei Douluo stared at Qian Lingjun looking up and down expectantly.

"Not bad, quite sweet." Qian Lingjun replied reflexively.

"Um, I'm asking about the feeling, not about the taste..." Mei Douluo's mouth twitched, obviously out of anger, even the bulging veins on her forehead trembled a few times.

"Just feel it... It feels warm all over, as comfortable as taking a bath." Qian Lingyun organized his words and described his own changes. Seeing that the effect is there, Mei Douluo clicked with satisfaction Nodding, reminded:

"This medicine needs to be combined with proper massage to be effective. It is best to use it in the bath. By the way, don't forget to massage after drinking it!"

"Do you want a massage? What are you pressing with your hands, eh! It can't be...", Qian Lingyun was slightly startled, as if thinking of some beautiful scenery, her face was as red as a rose after a spring rain.

"Yes, Jie Jie Jie!" Mei Douluo Jie Jie laughed strangely, squatting narrowly next to Qian Lingjun and jokingly said: "Is the saint worried that there is no good friend to help you massage? It doesn't matter, self-sufficiency is also possible ,Hahaha."

"..." Qian Lingjun's face darkened, and he lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice: "What will happen if you drink this thing and don't massage it..."

"Not very good..." Mei Douluo shook his head.

"That's good." Qian Lingjun breathed a sigh of relief.

"It just grows in the opposite direction." Mei Douluo said the remaining half of the sentence calmly.

"Are you going to die if you finish talking all at once?" Qian Lingyun was so angry that he almost didn't come up, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why didn't you say it before you let me drink it."

"I was thinking about it and you didn't even ask!" Mei Douluo replied confidently!

"you…"

Qian Lingyun was mad with anger, she didn't know if it was caused by psychological effects, the warm feeling before her had dissipated, replaced by a little chill entering her body, her heart was as cold and hard as a rock, she murmured: "My God, it won't work so fast!"

After finishing speaking, seeing that her dignity as a woman was about to be lost, Qian Lingjun couldn't care less about anything else, she gave Mei Douluo a vicious look, sat cross-legged and began to try to solve the problem.

She caressed slowly through the light clothes (a few hundred words are omitted here)

Estimated that half an hour had passed, Qian Lingjun let out a long sigh of relief with an inexplicable blushing.

Feeling her numb body, she was ashamed and annoyed, and wanted to throw the bottle out several times, but she was somewhat reluctant in her heart...

Because...the effect of this thing must be there, just now, she already felt that her capital was holding her clothes a little...tight.

If she really drinks it every day as Mei Douluo said...I'm afraid it won't be long before she can have a figure as proud as Mei Douluo. After thinking about it carefully, this thing will do her more good than harm.

"To use, or not to use, well, that is the question."

While Qian Lingjun was still tangled in place, Mei Douluo lay on the ground basking in the sun and waved lazily to Qian Lingjun:

"Saint, there's a letter from the deputy leader. They have already taken down the title Douluo of Noumenon Sect. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Is it that fast?" Only then did Qian Lingyun come to his senses, casually took the glass bottle in his hand, strode towards Mei Douluo, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since that's the case, there's no need for us to stand here stupidly, Go and make peace with the deputy leader!"

"Hehe, this is natural, but... it seems that the saint loves my things!" Mei Douluo playfully slid Qian Lingjun's collarbone twice, and said softly:

"Saint, don't worry, I'll give you as much as you want for this kind of thing, but from now on, I'm a lonely woman with no children and no disciples, I'm afraid I need a little more care from the saint."

"Why don't you accept apprentices? There are so many disciples in the sect, whether it's a soul master or a soul mentor, there should be someone who can inherit your mantle!" Qian Lingyun asked puzzled.

"I can't help it. As for me, I don't pay much attention to any talent in accepting apprentices, but only pay attention to one's eyesight. I teach so many students. Except for you, the saint, I don't have any one who is happy just looking at it.", Mei Douluo Sighing leisurely, she put her arm on Qian Lingjun's shoulder in a sense of loss, and said helplessly:

"If it weren't for you saying that the successor appointed by the Supreme Leader would be enshrined by some other elders, I'm afraid I'd give up this old face and snatch you here."

"Hehe...", Qian Lingyun smiled awkwardly, and comforted him: "Don't worry, you and the third elder are teaching me how to make soul tools, and I can barely be regarded as half of your successor."

"Really?" Mei Douluo was a little moved, holding Qian Lingjun's wrist tightly with tears in his eyes and sobbing.

"Yes, when you die, the heir of the inheritance should remember to write me, thank you." Qian Lingjun showed her neat and white teeth, and said the most irritating words with a smile.

"Wow! Holy lady, you little rich woman with thick eyebrows and big eyes is actually like this. You are still thinking about my inheritance before you die? Ah bah, property!"

Mei Douluo was not too angry, but gave Qian Lingjun a reproachful look with her fickle peach eyes, and then took another hooded kill!

"Uh huh... I'm not stunned anymore, hurry up!" (I can't breathe, hurry up and let go)

Qian Lingjun pulled his head out of the valley in a panic, panting with difficulty, and said angrily: "Can you change your move, why do you use the same move every time!"

"It doesn't matter if the moves are repeated, as long as the effect is outstanding!"

After staying with Qian Lingjun for a long time, Mei Douluo directly turned into a little rhyming expert and started her singing and dancing rap.