Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

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"Chirp~"

Bad guy hugs people~

Dao Feng took it with a smile, and then said: "Are you satisfied with the food?"

"Chirp!"

super satisfied!

A certain bird chirped loudly in the blade's hand.

Dao Feng smiled gratifiedly, and then turned to look at the sunset cliff that was a thousand meters deep.

"As the saying goes: walk a hundred steps after a meal, live to ninety-nine..."

"Chirp?"

"Chirp!!!"

Help! ! !

"Front!"

Subconsciously, Zhu Zhuqing was about to rush to save the bird, but was held back by the blade.

It turned out that a certain bird was slammed down by the blade into the bottomless cliff.

"Silly cat, can you fly?" Dao Feng grabbed Zhu Zhuqing firmly and tried to free his hand, and asked with a smile.

Zhu Zhuqing froze. This seemed to be a very serious question. It was so high that she might not be able to get up again after jumping off...

Dao Feng smiled lightly: "Okay, the spirit is a bird, but it has the strength equivalent to an eleven or twelve-year soul beast. If it falls to death... we will roast it and eat it. What does such a stupid bird taste like?" Quite curious."

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Your conscience is greatly broken!

Dao Feng smiled at Zhu Zhuqing: "Look, I'm just smart, and no accident will happen to a highly skilled spirit."

"Chirp?"

Am I wrong to blame this wretch?

The spirit that stayed on Dao Feng's head and was about to peck Dao Feng to death was confused.

Zhu Zhuqing bared a smile: "Yes, what you said is correct!"

How shameless, won't he blush even when he tells nonsense?

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

They blamed you wrong~ But how can you leave them behind!

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

It's so hot, it scares me to death!

Dao Feng reluctantly took the spirit that was desperately pecking at his head and threw it out again.

"Choo Choo Choo!!"

Help! !

"Zhuqing, let's go too."

Before Zhu Zhuqing came back, he had already picked her up by the waist.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced left and right subconsciously, but there was no one, and then he blushed and wrapped his arms around Dao Feng's neck in embarrassment.

"Feng, are we going to fly down?"

Dao Feng felt that a certain cat had become stupid, if he wasn't going to fly down, why would he just jump off? !

What about martyrdom?

"No, I'm going to throw you, Zhuqing."

Zhu Ziqing: "..."

"Zhuqing, I'm just joking, don't hit my chest so hard, if you beat me, it will be Zhuqing who will suffer in the future."

"I don't care about it." Zhu Zhuqing spat lightly, but let the scoundrel go.

"Chirp?"

Can you go?

"lets go."

"Ah."

Zhu Zhuqing was looking forward to it.