Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Jian Douluo Chenxin slowly stood up from the bamboo rattan chair, and as he stood up straight, his whole aura changed completely.

If we say that Jian Douluo Chenxin, who was sleeping on the bamboo chair just now, gives people a kind of intimacy like a grandpa next door, then at this moment, Jian Douluo Chenxin seems to have turned into a sharp-edged man. The sharp sword seemed to pierce the sky.

The soul king next to Qian Renxue had already exuded the pressure of a high-level soul master from Jian Douluo Chenxin, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans were already oozing out on her forehead, and she felt her limbs numb at this time. , The body is stiff and unable to move, like a poor moth strayed into the spider web, the surrounding air is solidified as if it is real, it is simply uncomfortable!

This Templar knight could not even open his mouth to call for help except for the skeletal turning of his eyes!

The power of Title Douluo is evident!

But what made Jian Douluo Chenxin feel surprised and suspicious was that Qian Renxue was unaffected by his pressure, and moved forward firmly and slowly, with a sacred expression on his face. Smile, said:

"Senior Chenxin, it is understandable that you want to prevent me from seeing Yang Ming, but have you ever thought about it if Yang Ming wants to see me?"

Jian Douluo Chenxin's momentum stagnated, and suddenly withdrew her momentum.

This is not only because he was moved by Qian Renxue's words, but also because he realized that he could not use the high-level spirit power to suppress him, and he couldn't do it in the Spirit Temple. If Qian Renxue called the Templar for help, Maybe it will make things big, which is something he doesn't want to see.

"Do you know Yang Ming?" Jian Dou Luo Chenxin asked.

With a smile on Qian Renxue's face, she did not answer, and with a wisp of good smelling scent, she passed Jian Douluo Chenxin, but no one could notice. At this time, Qian Renxue secretly clenched jade. Fist, it can be seen that resisting the pressure of a senior soul master just now is not as easy as it seems.

Qian Renxue's jade palm pressed against the tightly locked door of the dungeon and opened the door with a slight push.

In an instant, the three pairs of eyes in the dungeon swept their gazes, betting on Qian Renxue, and after seeing her wearing the harness, they bowed to her in awe.

Seeing this, Jian Douluo Chen thought thoughtfully, and before the dungeon door was closed, he entered the dungeon along the way.

Facing the incomprehensible gazes of the three Templar knights in the dungeon and Qian Renxue, Jian Douluo Chenxin would not honestly confess that she was afraid that Qian Renxue, the beauty, would use her beauty tricks to seduce Yang Ming. The big Ning Rongrong cuckold.

Fortunately, others had a thick-skinned face, ignored these dazzling gazes, coughed a few times, and said:

"The old man is just looking around."

Upon seeing this, Qian Renxue retracted her gaze and walked towards Yang Ming.

With such a big movement, Yang Ming's consciousness had already reacted. Before Qian Renxue approached the bed, he already opened his eyes, his resolute and handsome face stared at the person who came.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the girl in front of you looks very ordinary, and her whole body can be achieved without even a trace of soul power fluctuation, just like an ordinary girl, and her feet are not walking on the ground. It’s one inch from the ground. If you don’t look closely, you won’t find this detail.

What surprised Yang Ming even more was that when he looked at the comer, even if he concentrated his spiritual power in the divine consciousness and wanted to lock the opponent, he found that it was impossible to aim, as if she was a non-existent. Same as people.

The two eyes faced each other, both of them looked at each other, and did not immediately speak.135 Chinese www.135zwxs.com

For a long time, it was Qian Renxue who broke the stalemate first, and smiled lightly. Her smile seemed to possess some special magic power. Yang Ming couldn't help but stay in a daze. The mosquito nets on the bed swayed gently. There was a slight noise.

After Yang Ming obtained the alchemy technique, he had divine consciousness and was able to easily perceive things within 100 meters around him, but at this time he was surprised to find that within the range of his divine consciousness, there were not only mosquito nets, but even suspended ones. The curtain beads and the chandeliers on the ceiling are all swaying gently at this moment, seeming to be infected and intoxicated by Qian Renxue's smile.

Smile Qingcheng, then smile Qingguo, maybe it's a peerless woman like Qian Renxue.

"The first time I met, I was Qian Renxue."

Qian Renxue gracefully performed an aristocratic gift, stretched out a crystal-like jade arm, and said:

"I have long heard that an unprecedented dark horse has appeared in this year's Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition. I have long admired Yang Ming for a long time. I saw it today. It's really not as famous as I saw it. It looks really handsome."

Yang Ming rolled his eyes secretly in his heart.

Pretend, you continue to pretend to me.

If it weren’t for Yang Ming who knew the plot and knew that Tiandou Empire’s prince Xue Qinghe had been eliminated by the Wuhun Hall long ago, and if Xueqinghe is now pretending to be Qian Renxue, it’s really possible that Qian Renxue would be fooled by Qian Renxue. .

After all, Qian Renxue removed her usual disguise and restored the charm of women's clothing. It was so amazing, even Yang Ming had a moment of heartbeat just now.

Yang Ming threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and also stretched out his hand, but politely shook Qian Renxue's fingers, but did not hold them all. This was a kind of respect for women, and smiled:

"Miss Qian Renxue, nice to meet you."

Qian Renxue did not show any unpleasant expression because of the alienation in Yang Ming's tone. It was like seeing an old friend, sitting on the side of the bed, leaning against Yang Ming.

At this time, she cut first and then played:

"Yang Ming, don't you mind if I sit here?"

Can Yang Ming say no?

The two people stuck it tightly. Yang Ming could even feel the warmth coming over and over again through each other’s thin clothes. The nice scent was like the scent of jasmine, without the strong pungent sensation of kitsch. It will not be too light to cause no sense of existence, lingering on the tip of the nose, and people will subconsciously relax their guard.

Speaking of it, there is still a little enjoyment.

Qian Renxue raised her jade arm and pulled the hair with her earlobe down to the back of her head. Through Yang Ming's perspective, she could see a nearly perfect profile face, smooth forehead, slender and long cicada eyebrows, and a tall Qiong. Under the nose, the rosy lips were slightly lifted, revealing a mouthful of clean white teeth, just like an old friend meeting and chatting with Yang Ming.

Even if Yang Ming is a straight man of steel, when he often chats with girls, he will use all kinds of straight men to become the topic terminator, but Qian Renxue is worthy of this veteran, always gossiping, find the topic and continue to talk. .

Mixed in various topics, Qian Renxue inadvertently said:

"Yang Ming, if you were given a chance to join the Martial Soul Palace, you would be exempted from imprisonment. How would you choose?"

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