Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

"She is there without me, there is me without her, don't forget the promise you just made to us." Zhu Zhuqing's facial features are exquisite and dignified. When her face is expressionless, she is like a goddess carved from jade.

Hey, hey, girl, don’t be so rude when you speak, and convince others with your virtue!Yang Pojun complained in his heart.

In the end, the two people's quarrel did not come to any result. Zhu Zhuqing refused to give in, and Dugu Yan was messy.

Ye Lingling's heart had already melted and she turned a blind eye to their fight.

As the sky turned dark, Dugu Yan retreated strategically. However, before leaving, Zhu Zhuqing almost went berserk with his words: "I will also transfer here tomorrow!"

Ye Lingling's vinegar jar is now completely gone, leaving only Zhu Zhuqing. The new Sea King Yang Pojun is naturally prepared.

Regardless of Ye Lingling's presence, Yang Pojun held Zhu Zhuqing's catkins and said affectionately: "Zhuqing, I have something to give you!"

Zhu Zhuqing's delicate body froze, and she subconsciously waved her hands, as if she had been stung by a scorpion.

But that rough and warm hand held tightly like an iron hoop.

A feeling of shyness welled up in her heart. Although the two of them were going to be engaged, this was the first time for them to be so intimate.

Why is he like this...Zhu Zhuqing is ashamed, angry and aggrieved.

She had been engaged to him four years ago, and it was hard for her to accept that there was an extra Ye Lingling out of nowhere, and now there was a Dugu Yan.

However, the next moment, her eyes suddenly froze, her red lips parted slightly, her eyebrows raised, and her eyes stared at Yang Pojun's other hand.

At this moment, a white flower suddenly appeared from nowhere on Yang Pojun's other hand.

It was an ordinary-looking white flower. The flower was the size of a palm, shaped like a peony, without grass leaves. There was a large stone attached to the root. The stone was completely black. You could tell from the way Yang Pojun was holding it. The weight is astonishing.

On the white flower, there are several pieces of amazing red, bright red like blood, which looks a little thrilling.

"This... this is..." The moment the flower appeared, a rich aura suddenly burst out. Ye Lingling felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her pupils were slightly dilated and her face was dull.

"The name of this flower is Acacia Heartbroken Red."

Looking at Ye Lingling, Yang Pojun smiled slightly: "Like the nine-color neon I gave you originally, it is also a rare immortal treasure."

After a pause, Yang Pojun put the Heartbroken Red into Zhu Zhuqing's hands and said: "The martial arts of the Dugu family are flawed. In fact, Dugu Yan's body also contains toxins. Likewise, in exchange for saving Dugu Yan, I I got this fairy grass from Senior Dugu."

Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be petrified, but after a while, he looked at Yang Pojun with blurred eyes as if he had drunk alcohol: "Is this why she likes you?"

The corner of Yang Pojun's mouth twitched, and his whole body froze, like a sculpture weathered by the years.

This woman's thinking is really fast. Shouldn't the focus of your attention be on this fairy grass?

As if he didn't hear Zhu Zhuqing's question, Yang Pojun continued: "This fairy grass is absolutely extraordinary. You must choose the owner. When you pick it, you must be thinking of your beloved and sincerely. After taking off the flowers, As long as it is by the owner's side, it will never wither. Eating this herb will have the same immortality as heaven and earth."

As his fiancée, Yang Pojun naturally couldn't favor one over the other. After knowing that Zhu Zhuqing was also engaged to him, he had been thinking about which fairy grass to give her.

Obviously, at first, lovesickness was not within the scope of his consideration. The reason is very simple. Unless someone is deeply in love with this flower, it cannot be taken off.

Although the two were engaged, their emotional foundation was weak, and he was not sure whether Zhu Zhuqing could successfully gain the approval of this fairy grass.

However, what just happened made him change his mind.

Zhu Zhuqing's hand holding the flower trembled slightly, and her heart suddenly felt soft. She stared at Yang Pojun with full eyes, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyes deep and bright, "I heard Sister Lingling say that she is the one who relies on Only with the jelly grass you sent can we get rid of the bad luck that has been plaguing their family."

"Well, yes, this fairy grass is also the best of the best. If you eat it, you will definitely gain unexpected rewards."

You know, of all the fairy grasses in Yang Pojun's hands, this Acacia Heartbroken Red is the most precious.

After seeing his soul ring, Zhu Zhuqing could still remain firm and never leave him. This kind of friendship speaks volumes. If he has a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yang Pojun, his eyes becoming gentle and condensed little by little. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly shook his head: "I can't have it."

Yang Pojun's face with a slight smile froze slightly, "Why?"

"You need it more than me." Looking at Yang Pojun blankly, the smile on Zhu Zhuqing's face became deeper and deeper: "Since it is fairy grass, even if it cannot restore the life of your soul ring, it will be of great benefit to you. Thousand-year Soul Huan, a miracle that has never been seen in ancient times. It was earned by how much suffering you endured. It was your persistence day after day that gave you the power to turn things around. You must feel uncomfortable when you suddenly fall into the mortal world, right?"

His eyes flashed slightly, and a smile appeared on his cold face: "I have seen you covered with bruises, and I have also seen you high-spirited, so I can best understand how you feel now."

With that said, Zhu Zhuqing put the Lovesick Heartbroken Red in Yang Pojun's hand again: "Perhaps, eating it will not restore the life of your soul ring, but as long as there is a glimmer of hope, don't give up."

Yang Pojun looked up and happened to meet the clear and bright eyes of the twenty-eight girl. A heartfelt smile appeared on her clear face, and her eyes were curved like crescent moons.

At this time, silence was better than sound, and Yang Pojun felt that his heart was about to melt. Is this still the cold and lonely Zhu Zhuqing in the original work?

Isn't it possible that someone's soul also penetrated him?

"Zhuqing...I..." Yang Pojun finally decided to tell them the truth, for no other reason than the kindness of a beautiful woman, as deep as the ocean. If he deceives them like this again, his conscience will be troubled.

"I didn't know that you saved Sister Yanyan's life. It seems that she really likes you. I'm just a little angry, so I did that to her. I...I won't object to you being together anymore."

Zhu Zhuqing retracted her gaze as if she was electrocuted and turned her head away, with two faint blushes appearing on her fair face.

Swallowing hard, Yang Pojun looked at Zhu Zhuqing in disbelief.

What a twist...

And this kind of operation?

But I didn’t do anything?

"Zhuqing, you should accept this fairy grass!" The more he looked at Zhu Zhuqing, the more guilty Yang Pojun felt. It seemed that the profession of Neptune was not suitable for him.

"Huh?" Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and looked at Yang Pojun in confusion.

"Actually...actually my soul ring has not degraded..." Yang Pojun looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Ye Lingling guiltily, gritted his teeth and told the truth.

Zhu Zhuqing's puzzled expression immediately froze on his face, and then slowly melted away, replaced by anger, shock, shock, disbelief...

Ye Lingling's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Pojun with relief, happiness, and a hint of complaint.

The air fell silent for a brief moment.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was livid, and he was no longer as gentle as before. He squinted his eyes, and a sharp light suddenly burst out from his pupils: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Uh..." Yang Pojun's mouth twitched. I was afraid that my legs would be broken.

His face turned pale, Zhu Zhuqing clenched his fists with trembling face, and had the urge to hammer Yang Pojun into pulp.

"Hmph!" Zhu Zhuqing snatched the lovesickness from Yang Pojun's hand and glared at Yang Pojun fiercely. The man was indeed unreliable.

"What about Dugu Yan?" Yang Pojun tentatively asked after glancing at Zhu Zhuqing cautiously.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Yang Pojun, with a sneer on his lips, "You want me to agree?"

Yang Pojun was a little excited: "How is it?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and pointed to the door.

"Let me find her?"

"Get out."