Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

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Ning Rongrong only felt a wave of energy flowing into her body from her back, and then this energy began to flow into her body in small streams.

At the beginning, she didn't feel much, but after a while, she felt that the fatigue in her body was relieved a lot, and her mind gradually regained clarity!

Those nimble eyes gradually regained their focus.

I can think again.

Feeling the heat coming from her back, she turned her head to look at Daofeng with difficulty: "I... huh... me, no need... huh... you don't care!"

"Huh? This Xiaobai...boy has some tricks!"

"Ah."

Dao Feng didn't take back his hand, and squeezed out a smile with some difficulty on his face: "I can't...huh...don't care...huh...if, huh, you get down, huh, I have to Huh, pack your luggage and leave."

This guy·····

Ning Rongrong didn't speak anymore, it would be even harder to speak, she turned her gaze back to the front.

The streams of soul power still flowed through his body, which not only relieved part of her fatigue, but also accelerated the heat dissipation.

She felt like she was coming alive.

The blade's breathing speeded up a bit, this is not an easy task!

"Put, get your dirty hands away!"

Ning Rongrong said with difficulty, he felt that Dao Feng's breathing was speeding up.This is obviously abnormal. After dozens of laps, this bastard has been saying some "encouraging" words to her, and I have never seen him panting so badly. It must be related to the present!

"Wait for a while, you adjust...breathe."

This guy is still struggling...

Ning Rongrong didn't waste time, her breathing was indeed still chaotic, and he couldn't finish the rest of the way if he didn't adjust.

Oscar was really shocked, he was not surprised that Daofeng could persist until now, but Ning Rongrong, who seemed weak and weak, was still persisting, which really surprised him.

Is this really that Ning Rongrong who became a deserter before taking two steps? !

The footsteps came again.

He has water and a recovery kit ready.

"Well, why is Ning Rongrong running in front? Her condition seems to be much better than when she came last time."

Oscar was surprised.

Dao Feng's hand has not been taken away, it is still a little short for Ning Rongrong to finish the rest of the way.

The pace of the two of them was much slower than at the beginning. It seemed that they were not far from Oscar, but it took some time to reach him.

When they arrived at the supply point, Ning Rongrong took a pot of water and two recovery packages from Aoika's hand.

Oscar stood up and opened his mouth, and suddenly understood when he saw Dao Feng's hand covering Ning Rongrong's back.

It wasn't that Ning Rongrong wanted revenge on Dao Feng, but that Dao Feng couldn't make a move.

"It seems that Ning Rongrong's recovery has something to do with Blade."

Oscar said softly as he watched the two leave.

Finally, Blade withdrew his hand.

"Give you!"

Ning Rongrong handed over Oscar's big sausage and small sausage.

Blade took it.

"water!"

Blade took it.

"Thanks."

Blade drank the water, and the sausage disappeared in his hands.

Ning Rongrong didn't turn her head, her already flushed face turned even redder.

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a circle.

a circle.

another lap...

Slower each time.

"Huh...huh..."

Ning Rongrong's eyes were a little blurred.

There is a white blurred figure on her right hand, and there is also a blurred figure in front of her.

"Finally... one o'clock!"