Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

Dao Feng looked at Bibi Dong and smiled: "Boss, this is my private matter."

"Answer my question or prepare to die."

Dao Feng was helpless: "Okay, you have big fists, and you can do anything according to you."

"But boss, do you want to hear the truth or lies?"

"real."

"That's it, let's be honest, I usually don't talk about these things, but for some reason, you always feel like you can say a few words when facing Big Boss Bibi Dong."

"Should I be honored?"

"Hahaha, the boss really likes to joke, how dare I? But I said you are not allowed to mess with me."

"Well, boss, don't look at me like that, it scares me, my little heart can't stand it."

"Say."

Bibi Dong resisted the urge to slap him to death and spoke calmly.

The smile on Dao Feng's face was put away, and he leaned on the window sill and said with nostalgia:

"Because they resemble the two girls I like..."

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"Why do you still stick flowers and weeds when you already have someone you like?" The chill in Bibi Dong's tone almost turned into substance.

If he can't give her a satisfactory answer to this question, he will never die today and will never be complete.

"Hey~ Boss, you are here again. Why is it so difficult to tell the truth these days?"

Blade looked up at the starry sky at forty-five degrees and sighed.

"I thought you would be different, big brother, but I never thought that you would be a mediocre person."

The pressure on his body rose sharply.

"Don't try to change the subject." The voice was already icy cold.

The blade no longer kills.

He raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, let me say, can't I say it's okay? You take away the supernatural power first."

Bibi Dong withdrew the coercion, but said in her heart: She has a bit of courage.

No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous in front of her.

And she could see that Dao Feng's composure was not an act of faking.

On the contrary, under her coercion, the funny face full of panic is just pretending. People's facial expressions can be easily changed, but the eyes are the most difficult to disguise.

His eyes remained unchanged from beginning to end.

Dao Feng leaned on the window sill and looked outside, and said softly: "They are all dead, I can't live in the past forever, can I?"

Some sadness.

Bibi Dong looked at him, with a slight look of surprise in her eyes.

Then calmly, said lightly: "How did you die?"

Blade didn't answer.

"Answer me, otherwise Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong will die."

Dao Feng smiled: "You are too domineering."

"Give you three breaths."

"Okay, okay, what a big fist? I said yes."

"Speak." To be honest, Bibi Dong wasn't very interested in these things, but this was related to the happiness of her lover, and he couldn't be careless.

The intelligence system of Wuhundian could not find any information that the blade was in Shrek Academy, which surprised Bibidong.

No one knows better than her how powerful Wuhundian's intelligence system is.

"I killed them."

Blade was a little sad, but he didn't regret it.

"Why?" Bibi Dong frowned deeply.

Daofeng didn't feel like a treacherous and indiscriminate murderer to her, especially at this distance, she felt it more clearly.

It was a very pure breath, like a gentle breeze.

Dao Feng smiled: "A helpless move."

"What I'm asking is why?" Bibi Dong frowned and stared at him coldly.

Dao Feng smiled and shook his head: "They must die, otherwise there will only be one more 'die' in the end."

Bibi Dong looked at him coldly.

"Boss Bibi Dong, don't look at me like this. If there is a second way to go, I won't do that."