Fishing from Douluo to become a god

Chapter 60 I'll Feed You 【Please recommend! 】

Brush brush!

Countless pitch-black fishing lines were entangled, instantly imprisoning the six people who had suffered mental trauma.

Ye Xuan didn't dare to let go, and the six dragon beard needles shot directly into the throats of the six people, taking their lives instantly.

"Awesome, Xuanxuan, where did you get this beautiful dress?"

Just when Ye Xuan was about to change back to his previous attire, a surprised voice sounded from not far behind him, causing his whole body to tremble violently, his eyes darkened, and he fainted to the ground.

Before, he was mentally exhausted due to the battle, and now coupled with this sudden fatal blow, he immediately stopped breathing and fell to the ground sullenly.

"This kid can really be brave."

Flender stepped forward and helped Ye Xuan up, with a helpless expression on his face.

Seeing Ye Xuan who fainted, and then glanced at the six corpses on the ground, a deep shock flashed in his eyes.

This kid is only a level 39 soul master, but he killed six level 49 soul sects by himself. He is simply a monster among monsters, he can be called a monster!

Although it was a bit reckless, but as far as the result is concerned, Ye Xuan's performance this time can be said to have given Flender a big surprise!

This kind of talent is enough to be called the strongest in Shrek!

"Everyone go back, leave this place to me, you guys take good care of Ye Xuan."

Flender spoke to Ning Rongrong and the others, and began to examine the corpses of the coffin-bearers group of seven.

This time something like this happened in the academy, and thinking about the conversation between Haotian Douluo and Sword Douluo in the grove last night, he inevitably became a little worried.

"It's okay if it's an ordinary person, but if some Contra-level powerhouses come, even if I'm here, it's not easy to deal with..."

Flender frowned tightly, his green hair swaying gently in the wind.

These six people, if he remembers correctly, should be the "Undertaker Squad". These people are also known as the coffin-carrying group of seven. They are a well-known assassination team in the secular world. Although I don't know why there are only six corpses now. , but judging from the current situation, it seems that Wuhundian has no plans to send out its own manpower.

But even so, there are many strong people who do the job of assassin. It's fine if they are ordinary people, but if there are a few strong people at the Contra level, even he is helpless!

After all, he is a killer who recognizes money but not people, even if he has the Pope's decree of Wuhun Temple in his hand, it is of no use at all!

"No, it seems that I can't control that much anymore, I have to call everyone over!"

The tangled look on Flender's face disappeared for a moment, and then his eyes became firm again.

"Xiaogang, Erlong, don't blame me as the big brother this time. There is really...no other way. For the children of the academy, the Golden Triangle must reunite!"

Looking up at the gradually darkening sky, Flender's expression became a bit vicissitudes.

Alas, how many years have passed, I don't know how everyone is doing.

Flender has been standing silently in the abandoned small courtyard, looking up at the sky, as if he was frozen, until night fell, he didn't move at all.

As the night wind blew, the green hair swayed gently, exuding a faint fluorescence.

……

The next day, Ye Xuan woke up slowly.

"Grass, my head hurts!"

The feeling of splitting headache made Ye Xuan almost scold his mother, for so many years, he has never been so embarrassed.

Recalling yesterday's coffin-carrying group of seven, I can't help but feel pain now.

Sure enough, a person cannot be brave, and a system is not invincible. If it weren't for the mental pollution suit, I'm afraid I would really have to explain it here yesterday.

Ye Xuan's head was groggy, and he wanted to get up, but he felt a top-heavy feeling, his body swayed, and he fell headfirst again.

"What is this, soft."

Ye Xuan's eyes were hazy, and he gradually regained focus.

"you're awake."

A cold voice mixed with joy rang in Ye Xuan's ear, and when he looked up, he saw Zhu Zhuqing was looking down at him.

"... Ah, yes... I woke up."

Ye Xuan quickly got up and left Zhu Zhuqing's warm and soft arms, feeling a little restless.

"Just wake up, thank you for stepping forward yesterday."

Zhu Zhuqing rarely showed a smile, and said softly: "Later, Dean Flender told everyone that those black people were the [Group of Seven Coffin Carriers] in the secular rumors, and the strength of the six people who died were all at level 49. It was really brave of you to put our lives at risk and let us go."

"..."

Ye Xuan had never heard Zhu Zhuqing say so many things at once, and he was a little unaccustomed to being praised.

"This is the brain-boosting soup I made specially for you, it will make you feel better after drinking it."

Zhu Zhuqing stood up from the side of the bed, his slender figure was instantly visible, making Ye Xuan swallow his saliva secretly.

"This is really... a devil's figure, an angel's face. Ami tofu, Ami tofu..."

Ye Xuan quickly closed his eyes to get rid of distracting thoughts in his mind.

He is only 12 years old, and it is hard to imagine what it will be like in a few years.

Now such a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, it is really tormenting.

"I'll feed you."

Zhu Zhuqing sat down beside the bed, holding the steaming hot refreshing soup in his hand, holding a spoon in his hand, scooped up a mouthful of hot soup, put his lips together, and after blowing lightly twice, slowly brought it to Ye Xuan's mouth.

"I……"

"Drink slowly, don't rush."

Zhu Zhuqing's tone was soft, and the usual coldness seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

"……it is good."

Ye Xuan nodded obediently, took a sip of soup,

"How are you feeling better?"

There was a hint of worry in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

"Well, your refreshing soup is really powerful, just one sip, the feeling of headache has been relieved a little."

Ye Xuan looked surprised. Originally, he scoffed at such things as Xinnao Tang, but he didn't expect that it was really useful, which made him look at it with admiration.

"It's good to be useful."

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's tightly pursed lips rose slightly, and he said, "This is our family's secret recipe, and it's also the first time I've made it."

"Zhuqing, why are you different today?"

"Is there?"

"Yes, of course there is!"

Ye Xuan said seriously: "Usually, you never smile."

"I……"

Zhu Zhuqing's face darkened when he heard the words, and he didn't speak any more.

"Can you talk to me?"

Ye Xuan looked directly at Zhu Zhuqing.

"..."

"You don't have to be embarrassed, everyone has a secret."

"……Thank you."

"Why are you thanking me? Logically speaking, I should thank you. If it weren't for your refreshing soup, I might not be able to say a few words so easily now."

Ye Xuan smiled lightly, waved his hands and said.

"……Um."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, moved his lips lightly, blew on the spoon twice, and brought it to Ye Xuan's mouth.

The two didn't say a word, one fed and the other drank.

But there is no desolation, but it seems more warm.

For some reason, Zhu Zhuqing felt that just sitting next to Ye Xuan made her feel very at ease.

　The third update!Please recommend Ticket Duck!Whether it can be changed four times or not depends on everyone's efforts!

　　

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