Douluo's golden phoenix

Tulip Guild, meeting hall.

Bai Butong sat on the huanghuali wood chair and looked at Wang Qian standing in front of him with a serious expression.

Bai Feng coaxed Bai Lu, who had a rosy look on his face, and stared at Wang Qian coldly.

If looks could kill, Wang Qian would have been wiped out by now.

Bai Sanqing did not come forward. After all, he was not the person who could handle things.

Behind Wang Qian stood a bandaged Xu Xiu. Xu Xiu did not blame Wang Qian for being unreliable.

He was very excited because his opponent was really strong.

Although Xingyang's mutated martial spirit is considered to be top-grade, it is still inferior to the top-notch martial spirit weapon, the Dragon Spear.

However, the other party's fierce self-created soul skills and strong soul power made Xu Xiu feel that even if he had the same Soul Master cultivation level, he might not be able to beat Xing Yang.

This made Xu Xiu very happy. He was a martial arts fanatic. If Xing Yang hadn't relied on his self-created soul skills and heavy soul power to suppress him violently, Bai Feng would not have had the chance to break through his defense.

"I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill the task you gave me. I owe you a favor!" Xu Xiu whispered expressionlessly.

"Forget it!" Wang Qian is now one-headed and four-year-old, so he can't take care of Xu Xiu.

What's more, this guy is really dedicated, even if Bai Buxuan, Bai Sanqing walked out of the room after entering the room.

These two guys are still fighting to the death.

"Ahem!" Bai Sanqing coughed dryly, looked at Bai Lu, and said softly: "Xiaolu'er, if you have anything you want to say to Grandpa Second, you can say it now. If this guy really bullies you, don't worry, Grandpa Second is just a bully." Even if you take his skin off, I will uphold justice for you! "

Does anyone want to ask my opinion? I’m the one who’s the plaintiff, okay?

Wang Qian shouted in his heart.

"Second Grandpa, I just want to know whether he likes me or not. If he likes me, Xiao Lu'er will never marry anyone else in this life. If he doesn't like me, Xiao Lu'er will never marry anyone again in this life!"

Although Bai Lu is weak, she is Bai Feng's sister after all, and of course she has inherited her elder sister's courage to love and hate.

It's just that she was born frail and sickly, with a weak personality, but her bones are still filled with the tough character of the Bai family.

She looked at Wang Qian a little aggrieved, a little uneasy, and a little scared.

She was afraid that the other party would reject him, because no matter what happened to Wang Qian, in Bai Lu's heart, she had long believed that Wang Qian was her man.

This is the stubbornness that belongs to the Bai family, and it is also something in their bones. This kind of thing belongs to a kind of spirit.

"Alas!" Bai Butong sighed secretly.

Although Xiaoluer is weak, once these women fall in love, they will be braver and more decisive than men.

This matter is not easy to handle!

"Boy, do you like Xiao Lu'er? Think about your answer clearly. If the answer is wrong, even if you save Xiao Lu'er's life, I will make you regret it!"

Bai Butong suddenly looked at Wang Qian and said calmly.

Wang Qianyi couldn't say for a while whether he liked her or not. He could only say that he had a good impression. After all, they hadn't been together for long.

Don't you like it? Of course it's impossible. When such a delicate little girl throws herself into your arms, even a man will be moved.

Although Wang Qian didn't do anything like that, he had seen Xiaolu'er's body after all.

Douluo Continent does not have the feudal conservatism before time travel, but Xiaoluer is different from other women.

Once she identifies a man, she will live with that man for the rest of her life.

"I like it!" Wang Qian suddenly said.

He had a crush on this girl after all, maybe it was that time she took the initiative and threw herself into his arms.

He felt that someone like him would actually be liked and relied on.

Wang Qian couldn't tell whether he liked this feeling or not, but he didn't hate it.

Bai Lu's childish face suddenly glowed with new brilliance, and her flexible pupils once again lit up hope. She felt that she had not seen the wrong person.

He likes me, and his eyes don't lie. I'm afraid he was a little nervous when facing my father before, so this must be the case.

When a woman falls in love with a man, she will only see the good things about him.

Even if the man is not good, she will help him speak.

So women are very rare and strange creatures.

"Second sister!" Bai Feng said with some dissatisfaction.

"Sister, I understand what you mean, but I just want to be willful this time.

My previous life had been shrouded in darkness by my grandfather's words of matchmaking.

The man who appeared this time is the man I want, the man I want to rely on, the man I want to live with for the rest of my life! "

Bai Lu suddenly looked at Wang Qian with a firm expression, and a dazzling light burst out from his soft and watery pupils.

This surprised Bai Buxuan, who was sitting in the chief position.

Is this still the usual silent little deer?

Is love really so magical?

"Ahem, then starting from today, you two will be privately married for life.

When Xiaoluer becomes an adult, you can get married on your own, or of course you can ask me to witness the marriage.

Boy, you'd better make Xiaolu'er happy, otherwise I won't let you go, old man! "

Bai Butong shook his head and gestured to Xing Yang, who was also in trouble. The latter nodded and pulled Bai Feng, who looked unwilling, out of the door.

"Should I disappear?" Xu Xiu said numbly.

"What do you think?" Wang Qian chuckled.

"Okay!" Xu Xiu didn't hesitate and immediately disappeared into the meeting hall.

Suddenly, only Bai Lu and Wang Qian were left in the entire meeting hall. They looked at each other and wanted to say something, but hesitated.

"Actually, I'm not very good at coaxing people!" Wang Qian touched his nose.

How could he say, you think we have already cooked rice.

But that was just a dream of yours. The real situation is that I knocked you out and then helped you cleanse your muscles and remove the fire poison from your body.

It is estimated that even if Bai Buxuan hears this, he will chase him for three thousand miles.

"I know." Bai Lu gritted his teeth and said a little shyly, "Then you can move into my room tonight!"

"Ahem, it's too early!" Wang Qian said with dry lips.

"Anyway, my room was burned down by daddy, otherwise I will go to your room!" Bailu said with a slightly red face.

She felt like she had done too many things today that she wouldn't normally dare to think about.

Oh my God! White deer! Wake up! What are you doing?

"Okay then!" Wang Qian felt that if he refused again, problems would easily arise.

But he had traveled through time after all, and Bailu at this time was just a beautiful and cute girl to him.

Unless she reaches adulthood, Wang Qian will not be able to pass the test in her heart.

"Then let's go!" Wang Qian stretched out his left hand, placed it in front of the red-faced Bailu, and said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Bai Lu happily held Wang Qian's broad palm and nodded heavily.

Tulip Guild, Fengqi Garden.

Xu Xiu, who was bored, sat and lay on the marble rooftop, looking at the shining stars and moon in the sky.

It's been a long time since he relaxed like this, maybe because he met an opponent?

Originally, he felt disgusted with Wang Qian and even looked down on him, but now he doesn't feel as disgusted as before.

It turns out that I am so lonely too!

He has lived a wandering life since he was a child. He knows his life experience and knows that there is an elder behind him who protects him.

But as he grows up, even relaxing and resting is considered a luxury.

It’s not that you need to practice hard for a long time, and then you can successfully practice and seek revenge on your enemies.

But no one has ever told him how to live.

He feels that practicing martial arts is his entire life, because only in this way can he feel like a living person.