Ding dong!
Heavy!
A piece the size of a fist!
The whole body is filled with colorful halo!
Looks like gold but not gold! Looks like jade but not jade!
There seems to be a rare metal ore ingot that is as dazzling as a galaxy sealed inside!
A slender, snow-white finger still stained with mud and grass clippings!
Heavy!
Pressed on the rickety! barely usable broken wooden table next to the simple stretcher bed!
Boom!
The dull sound of metal hitting!
Instantly suppressed the noisy gasps in the camp and the whispers of the survivors!
Whoosh!
All eyes!
Instantly attracted!
Firelight jumps!
It reflects the little face of Ning Rongrong that is still stained with dust and blood! But it is still exquisite!
Tired!
After she lost the arrogance of the eldest lady and the fragility of crying out of control just now!
First time!
A kind that represents Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's supreme power and wealth! Cold and unquestionable majesty!
From the depths of her pupils, which were like pure glass gems, there was a complex light deposited at this moment!
Slowly!
Rise up!
She didn't even look at Ling Feng, who was still unconscious next to her and whose breath was as weak as a candle in the wind!
Sight!
Locked tightly on the face of Ling Feng who had just woken up from a coma! He was trembling as Flender poured hot soup into his mouth! He was choking and coughing!
Not loud!
But every word is like ice particles!
Hit everyone's heart!
"Ling Feng."
"On behalf of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! I formally invite you to join the sect!"
The campground suddenly fell silent!
The crackling sound of the campfire is jarring!
Dai Mubai was helping Zhao Wuji bandage the deep bone laceration on his shoulder! His movements suddenly froze!
Flender's hand shook!
That bowl was finally saved! Soul Beast refined broth for the sick!
Almost slapped Tang San on the face!
Grandmaster frowned!
I hesitate to speak!
Ma Hongjun and Oscar opened their mouths even more!
Can fit two eggs!
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
The number one auxiliary sect in the world!
Rich as a country!
Wealth and power stomp! A giant that makes half the continent tremble!
So direct! So naked at a time when people are seriously injured and dying!
Recruiting?!
"Cough... cough!"
On a stretcher!
Flender just drank some soup! Tang San has regained some strength!
A flush suddenly appeared on his face as pale as paper!
He suddenly struggled to sit up!
Ignore the sharp pain like needles in the chest!
"Rongrong! Little Feng He..." Tang San's voice was hoarse! With anger!
Ning Rongrong didn't even look away from Ling Feng!
Just raise your other hand!
Blocked the words after Tang San!
"Conditions!"
Her gaze!
Sharp as a sword that penetrates the soul!
Not negotiating at all!
More like in!
Ask!
Judgment!
"The seat of the elder of this sect's guest!" Her red lips parted slightly!
Every word was smashed out! It was heavier than the priceless piece of Seven-Colored Star River Mysterious Metal on the table!
"Enjoy the highest treatment for a direct descendant of the sect!"
"Cultivation resources!" Two words! But it's like a landslide and tsunami!
"Money!" One word! So overbearing that Flender's eyes instantly turned red!
"Quan!" Another word! Grandmaster's brows twisted into twists!
"Titled Douluo personal training!" The last sentence! It was like a heavy hammer! It hit everyone's heart and caused cardiac arrest!
She paused slightly!
The depth of those glazed gem-like eyes!
Struggle! Determination! Finally turned into a piece of ice!
"As long as you want it!"
"This sect can give it!"
"No limit!!!"
Boom!!!
Quiet!
Deathly silence!
Even the sound of sparks exploding has disappeared!
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Elder Keqing! What does this mean?!
It means Shrek, this lousy academy! All of them combined! Poor guys who can't even compare to a piece of fingernail left by the other party!
Need to look up to!
Awe!
Terrible resources and force of fear! Open the door to Ling Feng!
As long as he nods!
Those embarrassments that can last a long time just for a Gold Soul Coin!
The humiliation of those who are chased by powerful enemies and can only flee in embarrassment!
Those who are desperate to fight with their lives for a slightly stronger Soul Ring!
All!
Disappear!
From now on!
He is standing in the clouds! Looking down at the existence of all living beings!
Reach the sky in one step!
Nothing better than that!
Tang San's hand was holding the torn blanket! He was holding it tight! His joints were blue and white! His nails were embedded in his palm again! It hurt so much!
He stared hard at the brother who was still unconscious! But became the center of the whirlpool!
There is no jealousy in the eyes! There is only worry! Even a trace of... fear!
He is afraid!
Afraid of this brother who becomes more and more mysterious along the way!
I can't stand the temptation of this overwhelming wealth!
Afraid of brotherhood in this huge balance of wealth...
Imbalance!
Zhao Wuji's arms holding Ling Feng became tighter!
There is no expression on his rough face!
But there is an unspeakable sense of fear and powerlessness!
Like a poisonous snake!
Biting his heart!
Shrek This little ruined temple!
How can it be compared with the magnificent palace of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!
"Gudong..." Flender swallowed!
That voice was particularly clear in the silent camp!
He looked at the brilliant Seven-Colored Star River Mysterious Metal on the table that made his heart stop!
Look again at Ning Rongrong's cold and majestic little face!
Look at that old notebook and bald pen in your arms again!
Stingy Dean!
First time!
Really feeling desperate!
His broken debt! His "huge" compensation promise!
In the face of the gold and silver mined by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! The promise of Titled Douluo!
What a fart!
Not even a loud fart!
Plop! Plop!
Ma Hongjun and Oscar!
Unconsciously! My knees softened! I almost wanted to kneel down!
This is no solicitation!
This is the conferment of gods!
Just as everyone's hearts were trembling!
The moment the air freezes to freezing point!
Stretcher!
Trembling violently!
Ling Feng's bloodless! Almost transparent lips!
Extremely weak!
Very lightly!
Squirmed a little!
"Huh?!"
Ning Rongrong glass pupils!
Shrink suddenly!
She leaned over almost instantly!
The ears are close to the lips that are slightly open and closed! The breath is weak!
Tang San's heart is in his throat!
Zhao Wuji's heart sank to the bottom!
Flender closed his eyes! He didn't dare to see the result!
"Wha... what?" Ning Rongrong frowned! There was a crack in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lady's frost on her face!
She didn't hear clearly!
Ling Feng's voice is too soft! Too weak! Like whispering in the wind!
But she can see clearly!
The change in his lip shape!
It seems to be saying... two words?
Ning Rongrong pressed down her body again! She almost put her ear to his cold lips!
"Listen... no... please..."
There was an imperceptible tremor in her voice!
The unquestionable cold majesty of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is somewhat unsustainable!
"Say it again!"
Finally!
The sound of air flow is so weak that it is almost non-existent!
Mixed with the strong smell of blood!
Gently brush her white ear!
This time!
Ning Rongrong! Listen clearly!
Her delicate body!
Suddenly!
Stiff!
Like being struck by a silent thunder!
Hit hard!
That delicate and picturesque little face! Just now it looked Adjudicator cold and powerful!
Instantly!
All the blood has faded!
Becoming Ling Feng lying on a stretcher!
Even more pale!
She froze in place!
Keep that posture of leaning in and listening!
Three full seconds!
Those originally sharp and steady glass eyes with a sense of oppression!
At this moment!
There is only a sense of confusion as one's cognition has been completely subverted! And... the horror is like seeing a monster!
She even!
Subconsciously took a small step back!
This step!
Like beating a drum!
Hit everyone's heart!
"Rongrong?" Tang San couldn't help but say something! His heart sank completely!
Brother Feng What on earth did he... say?!
"Ning Rongrong classmate?" Flender was careful! His voice was filled with despair!
Ning Rongrong paid no attention to anyone!
Her lips moved!
As if I want to repeat what I just heard!
But it's like being strangled by the throat!
Can't utter a single word!
Finally!
She took a sharp breath!
That tone is so deep! So heavy!
It's as if I want to suck in this camp, this night, this heavy air!
When you spit it out again!
The confusion and horror in Ning Rongrong's eyes!
It has been replaced by a kind of disbelief! Even a kind of enthusiasm with a hint of surprise!
She stared back at Ling Feng!
It's like meeting this person for the first time!
Sound!
With a kind of shock and trembling that I tried my best to suppress but still couldn't suppress!
Word by word!
"Are you... sure?!"
Ling Feng still has his eyes closed!
Coma state!
The corner of the mouth!
But it seems!
Extremely, extremely weakly!
To one side!
Pulled a bit!
Like one!
Only he can understand it! Bad smile?
Ning Rongrong's chest rose and fell violently!
It's like something exploded inside!
She turned around suddenly!
Never look at that unconscious boy again!
Rather!
Facing the darkness shrouded in the shadow of the tree crown in the corner!
In an almost crying and broken voice!
screamed:
"Grandpa Sword! Grandpa Bone!!!"
This call!
Like a bomb dropped into deep water!
Phew--!
The two are like a mountain collapsing! They are also like the terrifying pressure coming from Abyss!
The whole camp was instantly filled!
One left! One right!
Like two giant pillars! They suddenly descended on the seemingly deserted area behind Ning Rongrong!
Left side!
A figure!
As white as snow!
Carrying a terrifying giant sword that seems to cut through the earth!
Silver hair like frost!
His face is clumsy! But his eyes are as sharp as a sword that splits the sky and earth!
He just stood there!
The surrounding light seemed to be silently chopped into pieces! Distorted! Collapsed!
Seven Kill Sword! Chen Xin!
Right side!
A figure!
He's tall! It's like a giant bone supporting the sky of Jiuyou Underworld!
Black Robe windless automatic!
The bones all over his body were faintly visible through the robe! They shone with a pale whiteness that swallowed up the light!
He remained silent! But there was a deep coercion from Abyss for ten thousand years! It made everyone's knees weak and their souls trembled!
Bone Douluo! Gu Rong!
The two Titled Douluo! are coming together!
Dead silence!
Everyone was overwhelmed by this sudden terror! They were so shocked that they couldn't breathe!
Even Zhao Wuji's hair stood on end instantly! It was like the weak Soul Beast was being stared at by a natural enemy! He didn't even dare to move!
Ning Rongrong is under the protection of the two Titled Douluo! The courage belonging to Miss Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seems to have recovered a little!
But the voice was still trembling! With a risk-taking determination and... a sense of absurdity!
"He..."
Ning Rongrong's onion-like fingers pointed sharply at the stretcher! That boy's breath was weak! It seemed as if he would die completely in the next second!
"He wants--!"
Her chest rose and fell violently!
The red lips open and close!
He almost shouted:
"Want me Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"Three hundred and sixty-seven years!"
"Record the personal experiences of past sect leaders! All the taboo test information about Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"
"All Titled Douluo Elder's Notes! Even... including Grandpa Sword's notes when you failed to attack Martial Soul Fusion's secret technique!!!"
Boom--!!!
Thousands of times more terrifying than any previous thunder!
Dead silence!
Next!
A volcanic eruption! A terrifying sword intent that can turn people into ashes!
Suddenly burst out from Sword Douluo Chen Xin's body!
He was three feet tall! The air was instantly cut and shattered! It turned into a vacuum!
Those eyes were like the blade of a peerless sword! They shot out a terrifying cold light! Instantly locking the dying figure on the stretcher!
"Plop!" "Plop!"
Dai Mubai! Ma Hongjun! Oscar! The three of them were directly suppressed by this pure killing intent and fell to their knees!
Ye Lingling and the guardian groaned! They took a few steps back! Their eyes were full of horror!
Zhao Wuji hugged Ling Feng! His whole body was groaning under the pressure of the terrifying sword intent! He was about to lie down!
Flender was holding his head for a long time! He was curled up on the ground! He was shaking into a ball!
"Presumptuous!!!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin A roar of thunder! With endless cold killing intent! It resounds throughout the night!
"Junior!"
"For the sake of saving Rongrong, I will give you a chance!"
"How dare you peek..."
Just then!
Another wave surges like Abyss! The terrifying pressure of ten thousand bones sinking!
It spreads out silently!
Just right! Block the sharp sword intent that soars into the sky! Prevent it from completely crushing the camp!
Bone Douluo Gu Rong Slowly take a step forward!
Those eyes that seemed to be inlaid with pale flames!
First time!
With a hint of unprecedented exploration and solemnity!
Deeply!
Nailed on Ling Feng's face that was so pale that it was almost transparent!
"Old Sword," his voice was hoarse! Deep! But it carried a power that made even Chen Xin look at him!
"This kid..."
Bone Douluo's eyes slowly glanced under Ling Feng's tattered clothes! Those weird scars that have not completely disappeared! Especially the location of the heart! The fleeting golden veins!
"It's interesting..."
"Those things he wants..."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong's gaze!
It's like penetrating Ling Feng's flesh and bones! Looking directly into the taboo depths that even Ye Lingling and the old guardian cannot touch!
He said slowly:
"To give or not to give..."
"It doesn't matter what you and I say."