Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

The shops and stalls all over the street are busy attracting and greeting customers.

But these are not the current goals of the guide blade.

Ignoring the surprised eyes of passers-by, Dao Feng searched for his favorite hotel while walking.

When passing by a fairly good tavern, Dao Feng who was walking turned slightly sideways, and a certain man who came out shaking with a wine bottle fell down beside him.

Daofeng glanced at it and ignored it, and continued to move forward.

"Give me back the wine..."

"What are you paying for? I ran out to drink again! I can't kill you! Come home with me!"

A woman's voice came with reproach and distress.

"I still want to drink!"

"Death doesn't change!"

"You, you, this, bitch, let me go, let me go!"

"Go back and teach you a lesson!"

Dao Feng looked back, and the woman dragged the strong man by his collar, just like carrying a little chicken.

……

Rose Hotel?

Dao Feng was a little surprised, has this hotel already done business here?

But it's not surprising to think about it, their service environment is first-class, and it's normal to open a hundred or so branches.

A young couple who went in looked at Daofeng in surprise.

What are you doing here alone?

The young man looked a little sour at the blade. Don't look at this man's tattered clothes, but his appearance and temperament are completely beyond his comparison.

The fairly pretty girl looked at Dao Feng with stars in her eyes.

Looking at my thirteenth boyfriend again, I suddenly felt that I had to throw away the goods.

Dao Feng nodded to the two, and then went to the counter to ask.

"Is there any room?"

The counter staff is a handsome young man.

"Yes, please take a look."

He handed a watch to the past, his eyes secretly looking at the blade.

Daofeng took it and glanced at it, then pointed to the 'pure white space' in the few remaining vacant rooms and said: "Just this one, one day."

"Okay, wait a minute."

After paying the money and getting the key, I went straight upstairs on the blade.

Looking at the decoration and layout of the room, Dao Feng nodded, it was exactly the same as the room in Soto City.

Even the big white bed that makes people can't help but jump on it and roll the sheets is the same style.

It seems that this hotel is careful.

But take a shower first.

The sound of running water is accompanied by someone's beautiful singing.

Tick-tock.

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Someone jumped onto the big white bed after washing the white knife.

Still the same soft and bouncy!

Knife rolling on the bed hugging the pillow someone silently praised the hotel.

But after a while, the blade turned into a salted fish, spread out the big characters, and fell into a semi-deep sleep.

……

the next day.

Put away the book, put away the blade, the blade got up and prepared to return to Shrek.

It's been more than half a year since I came out, and I don't know if Xiao San was killed by Dugu Bo, or if the other friends were lazy.

Presumably, the medicine in Zhuqing's hand had already been taken.

By the way, I almost forgot to prepare a souvenir for Miss Rongrong.

Oops, thank goodness I remembered it, otherwise I'm afraid I won't see a good face when I go back.

I remember that I bought a lot of limited edition radishes in Carrot City, so let’s give it to the rabbit.

Daofeng still doesn't like carrots very much, it's too bland, but the stew seems to be good.