Douluo: Rebirth Yuhao, their eyes are not right

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, shimmering with a colorful halo, floated beside her. The three soul rings on the pagoda were all covered with a layer of brilliant golden light. The flowing light looked very dazzling and colorful.

As time passed, the brilliant light around Ning Tian gradually faded and completely merged into the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda beside her. A halo like saffron petals began to emerge at the bottom of the pagoda.

And the original Seven Treasures Glazed Tower had two more floors out of thin air.

The nine-colored precious light flows, making the color of the entire pagoda look extremely dazzling.

Ning Tian woke up and looked at the Nine Treasures Glazed Tower that fell into the palm of her right hand. Although she already knew the result, she still couldn't help counting it layer by layer.

When he actually counted to the ninth level, Ning Tian still felt that he was unable to calm down.

The evolution of her martial soul into the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda had been the long-cherished wish of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect for thousands of years. Now that this long-cherished wish had finally been realized in her, her feelings could be imagined.

Ning Tian's gaze involuntarily fell on the other side of the secret room, on Huo Yuhao who was still protecting Wu Feng, his eyes filled with excitement and happiness.

With the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, she no longer needed to be restricted by family inheritance and was truly qualified to stand beside Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao, who was moved, almost caught Ning Tian's delicate body, which was trembling slightly with excitement, at the moment she pounced on her.

He quietly hugged Ning Tian again and took a few steps away from the area where Wu Feng was to prevent the hot breath from burning Ning Tian in his arms.

Feeling the excited body in his arms, Huo Yuhao simply stroked her back to calm her inner excitement.

Ning Tian’s pretty face flushed, and she buried her head in Huo Yuhao’s arms, “Thank you, Yuhao.”

Before the atmosphere could become more ambiguous, Wu Feng's voice, tinged with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, came over.

"Hey, hey, one of you two can give me a piece of clothing first. My storage soul guide just got burned."

Huo Yuhao and Ning Tian's eyes turned to Wu Feng at the same time.

At this moment, she was covering her upper body with her hands with a look of shame and anger, while the slender dragon tail was tightly wrapped around her, trying to block the key parts of her lower body.

Seeing Huo Yuhao staring at her intently, Wu Feng subconsciously wanted to puff out her chest to show off her pretty good figure.

But in the end, he stamped his feet in shame and annoyance, saying, "Young Master, please quickly help me block Huo Yuhao's eyes. No, Young Master, why are you laughing? It's not like I want to be like this..."

Ning Tian pursed his lips slightly, with a playful smile on his face:

"I heard everything clearly just now. I wonder what you, Fengmei, know about my childhood. Why don't you tell me everything now? That way I can recall it better."

Wu Feng's forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat, and she felt her heart beating like a drum. She looked around with a guilty conscience and said awkwardly:

"I... I was just talking nonsense before. The young master has always been the most perfect in my eyes. We are good sisters who grew up together!"

Ning Tian, ​​however, smiled and took Huo Yuhao's hand, taking a few steps towards Wu Feng.

Every time Ning Tian and Huo Yuhao got closer, Wu Feng would cover her delicate body and nervously step back a little, until her back was pressed tightly against the cold wall, with nowhere to retreat.

Wu Feng became more and more panicked, and had no idea what Ning Tian was going to do next.

Ning Tian's gaze fell on Wu Feng's dragon tail, and a meaningful smile appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Sister Feng, it seems that your martial spirit has also successfully evolved with Yuhao's help."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng nodded hurriedly, "Young Master, you are truly extremely intelligent. Nothing can be hidden from your eyes."

"Pfft!"

Listening to Wu Feng's insincere flattery, Ning Tian finally couldn't help but chuckle.

The elegant blonde lady looked at her best sister's current predicament with great interest, and it was obvious that she was not going to let her go easily.

Ning Tian stood on tiptoe and whispered a few words into Huo Yuhao's ear.

Huo Yuhao's gaze also fell on Wu Feng, especially the dragon's tail that looked extremely slender.

Wu Feng's expression began to grow uneasy. She felt that Huo Yuhao and Ning Tian's gazes towards her were filled with ill intent. After that last time, she had lost her first kiss.

So what about this time?

Before Wu Feng could come up with a countermeasure, Huo Yuhao had already quietly touched the root of Wu Feng's dragon tail.

Compared to Zhu Lu's slender and soft cat tail, or Cui Yajie's furry and fluffy fox tail that grows from small to large.

Wu Feng's dragon tail, which is gradually getting smaller and covered with fine scales, has a more interesting structure at the connecting part.

As his fingers caressed, a layer of mist involuntarily appeared in Wu Feng's wine-red eyes, and the red lips slightly parted to let out a coquettish cry that was rarely heard under normal circumstances.

"No... Yuhao, you can't do this..."

Wu Feng subconsciously wanted to push Huo Yuhao's hand away, but the soft and weak push was more like the playful and reluctant behavior between lovers.

Ning Tian, ​​who was standing by, would occasionally stretch out his fingers and curiously poke the fine dragon scales on Wu Feng's dragon tail, which felt warm to the touch.

Under attack from both sides, Wu Feng was completely trapped.

She only felt a strange tingling sensation rushing from her tailbone to her brain, making her whole body become soft and weak.

The dragon tail was originally a byproduct of the martial spirit's possession. At this moment, Wu Feng's mind was lost and he could not maintain it at all. It immediately turned into specks of light and disappeared.

Wu Feng seemed to realize something, let out a scream, and threw himself directly into Huo Yuhao's arms, trying to use his body to cover up his leaked beauty.

Ning Tian looked at Wu Feng's intense reaction, curled his lips, and said helplessly: "Sister Feng, it's not like we haven't seen each other before when we took a bath together. Why are you so angry?"

Shouldn’t Huo Yuhao be the only “outsider” present?

But she threw herself directly into his arms. What? Was she trying to block it from me?

Sure enough, Wu Feng has changed and become scheming. The simple Wu Feng of the past will never come back.

Huo Yuhao, whose arm was tightening around Wu Feng's, quickly took out a large robe from his soul storage device and covered Wu Feng's delicate body with it.

"Wu Feng, hurry up and put on your clothes. My clothes may be a little big for you, but they should be enough for you for now."

Ning Tian, ​​who wanted to take out spare clothes from his storage soul guide to give to Wu Feng, could only see that Wu Feng had already put on Huo Yuhao's robes somewhat awkwardly, and even seemed to inadvertently sniff at the collar a few times.

Ning Tian's eyes suddenly widened. Was he shooting himself in the foot?

I shouldn't have teased her if I had known.

Huo Yuhao saw Wu Feng had already put on his clothes, and then he said, "Okay, it's about time we go out. I bet Uncle Ning and Grandma Wu are getting impatient."

Wu Feng adjusted her ill-fitting clothes and pouted slightly, "Yuhao, don't forget. My grandma is cooking a special meal for you tonight. You must go and eat, okay?"

"well."

Huo Yuhao agreed casually, then took Ning Tian and Wu Feng’s hands and walked with them out of the secret room.

At this moment, he was in Wu Feng's wine cellar.

Wu Xi opened an exquisite treasure box that had been sealed in dust for a long time. Inside was a crystal bottle that looked like it had very little left and was filled with a wine-red liquid with a strange luster.

She took out the small bottle she carried with her, then opened the crystal bottle. Suddenly, a mellow fragrance mixed with a strong fire element wafted out.

Wu Xi carefully poured the liquid in the crystal bottle into the small bottle, fearing that a drop would accidentally leak out.

Looking at the half-filled bottle, Wu Xi seemed to feel that it was enough. She murmured softly, "Xiaofeng, Grandma is helping you. If you don't take the initiative, how can I face your deceased parents in the future?"

……

At night, dark clouds covered the moon, leaving only a faint glow in the sky, almost invisible.

Huo Yuhao, feeling a little dizzy, was lying on a soft, fragrant bed, his memories still a little hazy.

He only remembered that he was at the dinner table, and seemed to have been persuaded by Wu Xi to drink a few more glasses.

When drinking with his elders, he naturally would not deliberately use his soul power to dispel the effects of alcohol, but it stands to reason that most of the alcohol should have no effect on him at all.

Am I drunk?

Outside the boudoir, Wu Xi was pulling Wu Feng, who looked reluctant, towards the room.

"Grandma, I really don't want this to happen. Can you give me a few more years?" Wu Feng's voice was filled with obvious frustration and resistance. "And if I do that, the young master won't let me go."

"How many years? Humph, don't I know your temper?"

Wu Xi's tone couldn't help but rise a few notches. "Si Yuan and I have discussed this matter. Xiao Tian will explain it thoroughly. You don't have to worry."

Wu Xi pulled Wu Feng and stopped in front of the door.

Seeing that his granddaughter was still a little timid, he persuaded her earnestly.

"Grandma has used up all her treasures this time. When she was condensing her soul core, she only drank a little. This is your only chance. If you don't want to, there are probably many women in the sect who are willing."

Wu Feng swallowed her saliva dryly. She naturally knew what the treasure Wu Xi was talking about was.

It was an heirloom of their Wu family, brewed from the essence and blood of a nearly 100,000-year-old real fire dragon, the real Yanhai nectar.

When the drug takes effect, you will briefly enter a deep meditative state, and your blood flow will increase, causing you to become extremely sensitive and even unable to control yourself. In particular, the stronger the physical potential, the better the drug will work.

Wu Feng had never expected that his grandmother would take this out at the dinner table.

Why was he so eager? Besides Wu Xi's eagerness to have a great-grandson, it was also to better bind Huo Yuhao.

As for why Ning Tian was not allowed to go directly.

Ning Siyuan also considered that after the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda martial soul evolved into the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, the limit on the cultivation speed, which was originally set to slow down significantly after the 70th level of the Soul Saint realm, was postponed to the 90th level. He was also worried that this would affect Ning Tian's future development.

Although Wu Feng's red dragon martial soul has evolved significantly with the help of Huo Yuhao, it has not yet reached the level of ultimate fire.

In addition, she already had feelings for Huo Yuhao, so Ning Siyuan was naturally happy to go with the flow and make up for the kindness that Wu Feng's parents had sacrificed for the sect.

Seeing that his granddaughter was still hesitant, Wu Xi's expression became even uglier.

"It's your choice. It doesn't matter if you don't go in. The medicinal wine will at most make his yang energy excessive for a few days, but it will also be of great benefit to his cultivation."

After saying this, Wu Xi snorted coldly, turned around and left, as if he didn't want to continue looking at his granddaughter's embarrassing appearance.

Chapter 119 Listen to Gu Yuena and go home early

Seeing that his grandmother had really left, Wu Feng stood there alone and looked around for a few times, then rubbed his hands nervously. Finally, he reached out and pushed open the door of his room with some stiffness.

Wu Xi, who was hiding in the shadows of a corner not far away and continued to peek at everything, saw Wu Feng finally push the door open reluctantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Is this girl capable of this? Don't mess things up.

Wu Xi muttered to himself and began to doubt whether his decision was too hasty.

In the huge room, the soul guide lamp emitted a soft light, and Wu Feng's eyes were particularly bright at this moment.

Or perhaps it's a light that's a mixture of tension and anticipation.

Wu Feng's gaze immediately fell on Huo Yuhao who was lying on the big bed. She couldn't help but touch her hot cheeks.

When Wu Feng thought about what he might do next, he felt the blood in his body begin to rush uncontrollably.