The Journey of the Dimensional Warrior

"Ugh—!"

Tu Shanhonghong spat out a mouthful of blood, the skin all over her body was chapped, her bones were making brittle noises, her internal organs had been severely traumatized, her mind was in a trance, and double images appeared in her eyes. It is absolutely impossible to get out of that state in such a bad state. step by step.

"I can't stop here! The eighth door, the door of death??????" Life shines.

Just when Tu Shanhonghong was in a daze, a familiar voice sounded behind her, a warm and powerful arm hugged her in her arms, a wide palm covered the girl's head and stroked it, "Thank you for your hard work, I was late."

"Don't??? Leave!?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest." The boy's gentle smile was reflected in his red eyes, she nodded trustingly, and fell asleep leaning against his broad chest.

Xiao Bieli hugged the girl to his chest in the posture of a princess, raised his eyes to look at the dark sun that was close at hand, the icy color on his face was as cold as the eternal glacier in the deep sea of ​​Antarctica, and the corners of his mouth curled up Smiling disdainfully, he shouted loudly: "God's punishment? Such a dirty and filthy thing dares to pretend to represent the sky, it's simply outrageous!"

Accompanied by the boy's shouting, the dark sun stopped falling as if bound, the gray sky was covered with black clouds in an instant, and the boundless pressure enveloped the earth. anger.

A crown with golden-purple rays of light appeared in the air, and slowly fell on top of Xiao Bieli's head, making the young man exude supreme majesty, like a legendary god sitting on the nine heavens.

That terrifying power makes all things worship, and makes nothing dare to look directly at it. Whether it is human beings, monsters or demons, they feel that what they are facing at this time is an endless void, a vast starry sky, and the will of the sky. .

"I am the sky!"

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Chapter 370 The upcoming epic battle for favor

(Let's go back to the time when the siblings of the Feng family died in battle, before the top powerhouses were about to decide the outcome.)

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, how do I get out!" Xiao Bieli yelled as he rolled back and forth in the sea of ​​consciousness with his hands in his hands, "Although I don't know what's going on outside, I can still get out of this chaotic aura fluctuation." What I felt, could it be that the Taoist League and Tu Shan are at war? No, this huge evil aura should be the dead black fox with a demon coming to the door!"

The Red Dragon Emperor Ji and the White Dragon Queen looked at their host who had no image at all, looked at each other, and then turned their heads away and sighed at the same time, their pretty faces were full of French disgust, and they almost said: "I don't Knowing this guy, such a shameful guy will definitely not be my partner."

"Host, it's useless for you to be so anxious, because your soul is seriously damaged, and your spirit is stored in the sea of ​​consciousness for the purpose of protection, so you can't be released before your soul is restored." Trey Sha showed up and explained that she was praying hard at first, but she was naturally lost in the mood because of Xiao Bieli's noise.

Xiao Bieli stopped his embarrassing behavior, looked at Teresa and asked: "I know about the trauma of the soul, isn't it just because of the black fox lady's big move, but how long does it take to get rid of it?" Recovery?"

"Hm??????" Teresa tilted her head, and while touching her golden hair hanging on her chest, she replied: "The soul is very fragile, and there is no way to help you quickly. Recovery, if you only rely on natural recovery, with your level of injury, it will be almost healed after sleeping for 8 years."

"What? Eighty thousand years!?" Xiao Bieli almost rolled his eyes and died on the spot when he heard the words.

Ma Dan, I'm pretty strong, but I'm just an ordinary human being. Let alone eight thousand or ten thousand years, even after a hundred years, I'll probably turn into a handful of ashes and turn them into fertilizer for the earth. What kind of prison soul has not been repaired.

"It's nothing, that is, it's over as soon as you close your eyes and open them. We, the weapon spirits, have been in a deep sleep state before meeting you, the host. The time is much longer than this." Teresa touched Xiao Bieli's profile picture. The girl next door comforted like a big sister, and the girl in black and white sexy nun clothes showed a gentle smile like a virgin.

But Xiao Bieli didn't seem to appreciate this very much. He was only a boy of sixteen or seventeen, not an old man of seven or eighty. Ten thousand years?

Hehe, Xiao Bieli said that he is definitely the person with the longest sentence in the world, and he can't go out for a stroll, which is even worse than a prisoner who was deprived of political rights and sentenced to life imprisonment.

The careful Teresa noticed the dissatisfaction of the young man, she opened her arms and gently pressed Xiao Bieli's head on her soft and fair chest, and said softly, "Relax, there are still a few of us in this sea of ​​consciousness." I can do some interesting things with you, so it will definitely not be too boring."

"Hey, it's all fate." Xiao Bieli sighed faintly, moved his body and rubbed against Teresa's chest, smelling the delicious milk scent, showing a fascinated and intoxicated expression. The decadent thought of "it seems like this is pretty good" is very self-defeating.

Anyway, there is no one here, and they are already in the spiritual body, so naturally there is no risk of fainting. If the opportunity is rare, if you don't hurry up and eat enough tofu delivered to your door, is that still a normal man?

As for pretending to be reserved, it is all nonsense that I, Xiao Bieli, would not succumb to Welfare even if my soul is scattered today.

Just say it from the bottom of your heart: "Well, it's so soft! It's so fragrant! It's so happy!" How good it is, to be a person is to be true.

A sage once said: "This woman should only exist in the sky, how many times can the world hear about it?"

Another great poet wrote: "It is as quiet as the snow on the branches in cold winter, and the breast shakes like a February rabbit. It is as sweet as the food in the belly when you were young, and it is better than white jujube buns in the pot."

Sure enough, since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty. No matter how old or young the brave man is, they cannot escape the magic power of Ninoko. In Naizi, the mascot who is harmless to humans and animals has changed from a brave and warlike overlord.

Well, that’s just the nature, unless the hero is gay??????

Draig and Arubion stayed aside and watched Teresa Xiu operate to frantically increase the favorability of the host. Although the two dragon girls, one red and one silver, are not stupid, they obviously don't like to think too much about dealing with dragons. They were all shocked and said that there is still such a method.

Teresa, who let Xiao Bieli go blind and Gu Yong, blushed slightly, and made a gesture of "planning" with her small hand to the White Dragon Queen and Chilong Emperor Ji, and she suppressed the looming panting, She was dressed like a saint in a nun's attire, and she had a few traces of obscenity on her face at this time. This expression, which was in absolute contrast to her holy identity, was too tempting and criminal.

"Ah, is it a bit of a loss?" Teresa blushed and thought in her heart, "I am still a pure and flawless holy virgin, and I have never been touched by the opposite sex even with a finger or a piece of skin. Although it is For the sake of the host, but this coming up is so intense?????? Oh, how embarrassing!"

"Well, this guy usually looks quite noble and pure. I didn't expect him to strike so without hesitation." Ddraig gritted his silver teeth, and Arubion's expression also changed. It didn't get any better, Teresa unreasonably overwhelmed the advantages she had accumulated by waking up early to chat with the host.

You know, the gods are not the only three of them. After the other gods are willing to accept the host and wake up from their deep sleep, who should cooperate and help the host when they fight?

There are currently only two positions for this position, and the gods have no right to fight for it, it is decided by the host during the battle.

Then the god-killing tool that the host will choose is naturally close and easy to use, and those who are more withdrawn and difficult to serve may have to treat you as a master when there was only a single god-killing tool host in the past. Confess like a lady, lest you go on strike if you lose your temper, and now?

If you don't learn how to fight for favor and palace fighting, you are just waiting to be crushed under the warehouse to eat dust and dust!

If you don't want to do it, there are other god-killing tools vying to go out and let the wind go. You can only say that the world is getting worse, and even artifacts like god-killing tools are worthless, so you can only put down your proud figure and pitifully seek to survive up.

This is also the reason why Xiao Bieli's god-killing tools never fooled around, but did their best to do things, putting on a look of 'I am very obedient.jpg'.

Although with the growth of the host's body and soul, there will be more positions for combat assistants, but who knows that it will take a year of the monkey to put a hole in all the god-killing tools, so we still have to grab it!

Teresa suddenly appeared today to cut off her beard, which reminded Ddraig and Arubion. Although they came to the host early, they still can't get carried away, otherwise there is no place to cry when they regret .

You know, not to mention the 'Forever Ice Princess' Tiffany who has already shown her face, the other guys who haven't made much noise are not so fuel-efficient. The eldest sister who became worried, and the second sister who was the first to go out.

Thinking of this, Draig and Arubion looked at Xiao Bieli with serious and sharp eyes, like a dragon staring at its prey, and they had a premonition that the day of this epic battle for favor and palace would not come soon. It's too far away, because I have already signed a soul contract with the host, and sooner or later it will be the host's stuff. Even Teresa, the saint, has figured it out, and the other guys naturally have a plan in their hearts.

Xiao Bieli, who still doesn't know what kind of tragedy he will encounter in the future and can't escape, is still immersed in the gentleness at this time. I hope this guy has broken through to the fourth level by then, otherwise he will have to suffer again. Seeing the pain of not being able to eat... that's not right!Artifact spirits are all bodyless, and they don't seem to be out of place if they have sex dreams, 23333.

Finally, after getting tired of being in the arms of his confidant elder sister, Xiao Bieli finally returned to his childhood form and became a rational teenager. The busy time during this time put him under a lot of pressure. Teresa was like a sister or a mother. His care gave him spiritual comfort, and his negative emotions were swept away.

He took a deep breath, reluctantly raised his head from the tender bodies of the pair of big rabbits, clasped his hands together and thanked the girl who was hugging him: "Thank you, Teresa. I feel much better, thanks for treatment!"