Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

The quilt was removed, the bright stones were piled high and placed against each other, and the blade spread them thinly.

Reduce the edges and corners facing upward as much as possible, and then the quilt is shaken to cover it.

Blade lay down and tried.

Really bad experience.

Fortunately, he still had a quilt in his soul tool for emergencies.

Lay it again.

As soon as the blade lay down, it felt like something.

Two quilt layers don't make much of an impact, so be it.

However, Dao Feng speculates that the effect of the real light system mimicry practice environment should be much better, and the light cave is obviously in a state of abandonment, with no reference value.

If not, why spend a lot of manpower and material resources to build a mimetic practice environment?

Each person sends a handful of bright stones.

And then—locked in the little black room.

And then if you don't practice to reach the standard, you won't be given food...

That solves everything.

Blade is very content.

There were still a few places that were cramped, but the blade got better after adjusting it. He thought that maybe he could find a time to trim these bright stones, just make them flatter.

Suddenly, a stone flew through the open window.

It was wrapped in a snow-white paper.

Feishi Biography?interesting.

Dao Feng smiled and sat up.Pick up the stones that have fallen to the foot of the bed.

Spreading out the wrinkled paper, I saw:

Hello!Are you guys still alive?If you are alive, come to the window, Miss Ben has something for you!

The handwriting is pretty, but the content lacks a bit of a ladylike taste.

Being so unfriendly to himself, it seems that the owner of the word is about to come out.

Blade smiled and shook his head, got up and went to the window.

Sure enough, there was a girl standing by the opposite window.

The moment he saw him from a distance, he raised his chin and snorted.

Blade: What unreasonable thing have I done?

no?I have always been kind to others.

Not annoying though.

Smiling and waving over there.

A smile leaked from the corner of Ning Rongrong's mouth, and then curled his lips in disdain.

The big eyes of Xiao Wu who was nibbling on the radish at the side were confused, didn't he say that if he could take the gift of the blade for nothing, he should give it in return?What kind of trouble is this attitude going to cause?

Forget it, don't think about it, anyway, she is abnormal again.

Still radish is delicious.

But what Rong Rong said was right, what should I give him?

……

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong with complicated eyes.

An exquisite pink gift box appeared in Ning Rongrong's hand.

The soul power is condensed in the hands.

With a throw, it went towards the blade.

Daofeng easily caught the box from Ning Rongrong.

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong turned and left the window.As if it was enough to give a gift, as for whether Dao Feng likes it or not, she doesn't care at all.

In fact, deep in her heart.

Would he not like it?

This is what I've been thinking about for a long time!

What if he hates it?

Ah ah ah ah ah!

……

Dao Feng smiled, what, it turned out to be a gift for me.