Douluo's auxiliary is the most glorious

Chapter 363 Curse Daily ()

"Let's not talk about this for now. How was the assessment?"

Xiaoyu paused for a moment, put down the magic circle he was carving in his hands, and looked up at Ye Xueyou. Ye Xueyou was holding an eight-cylinder and carefully studying the lines on it. He didn't seem to notice the other person's appraising gaze.

Xiaoyu retracted his gaze and continued carving as if nothing had happened: "The seventh test has just ended."

"That's right! What's the eighth test?" He put down the cards in his hand and sat down to drink tea. It should be the tea he found himself. It will always be sweeter than the tea found by the power of the curse.

"Does it taste good?" Xiaoyu did not answer directly immediately, but said such a word without beginning or end.

Ye Xueyou picked up the tea cup and took a sip, as if reminiscing: "It tastes good, with a bitter taste in the mouth and a sweet aftertaste. The aroma is rich, as if it is hazy under the moonlight." He didn't notice the change in the eyes on him, and was minding his own business. Said: "It's really good tea. Where did you get it? I will make some if I have a chance."

She is really similar to her. From the first moment they met, I couldn't help but doubt her identity. Could it be that she was a deliberately disguised identity? Xiaoyu shook his head and denied this idea. Although he still had that illusion, the two people were different.

The tea in the cup was drained in one gulp, and the boldness of drinking strong wine failed to dissipate the sadness in my heart.

Maybe it was the beautiful spring today that brought back memories of the past. The girl in front of me gradually overlapped with the memories. They were just one gentle and elegant, and the other quirky. How could they be the same person? But I had a heart attack, and I couldn't tell them apart anymore. .
Xiao Yu poured tea one cup after another, and Ye Xueyou took the tea cup in a funny manner: "I can see that you have something on your mind, but you can't vent your anger on such a good tea, just like a child."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged by someone, and muffled sobbing came. At first, he was suppressed intentionally or unintentionally, and then he cried without any scruples.

"Alas" Ye Xueyou sighed. No need to guess, he knew that it must be Ning Yiyi's peach blossom debt again, but listening to the crying in his ears, it might be a parent-child debt.
As for why, it’s thanks to the God of Destiny’s talent of being able to deduce everything. After all, Xie Yue is his sweetheart who is still in the Douluo world. Every once in a while, he will deduce the other person’s status, and he happens to run into something interesting. .

Xie Yue found the fragments scattered in the Douluo Realm, or was attracted by the soul fragments of the God of Destiny, and automatically condensed into Ning Yiyi's favorite character, thus allowing the fragments to avoid being contaminated by the power of the curse and successfully return to the world. main body.

But there are also some side effects, that is, crazy resistance to obey the main consciousness, falling in love with the sweetheart of the main consciousness, and even separation independently, and would rather give up all power to return to the Douluo world, just to see Ning Yiyi again.

The funniest part is that Ning Yiyi has left the Douluo world long ago and is concentrating on practicing in the journey of destiny. She finally waited until she arrived. Don't be so embarrassed. She just wanted to ask the question "Do you love me?" "

Before she could ask, Ning Yiyi left again. In the end, she would rather fall into a deep sleep and let her master live forever, unable to truly obtain all the power. Ye Xueyou set up a small trap, and Xie Yue directly used actions to show that Ning Yiyi was the master. Ye Xueyou.

Although ridicule seems immoral, it feels really weird.

Just when Ye Xueyou was having wild thoughts, Xiaoyu stopped crying, like an abandoned child, taking off his mask in aggrieved manner.