Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 237 The heart of creation! The beginning of love!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 237 The heart of creation! The beginning of love!

"You!" Zilong pointed at the Sword of Creation and was shocked.

In his memory, the Sword of Creation had long been sealed by Zi Jun.

Not to mention the sword spirit, its power is only one billionth of that.

However!

At this moment, it can attack independently!

"Ah~!" A cry of pain came, and the blond boy was seen rolling on the ground holding his severed hand.

Seeing this scene, Zilong just wanted to step forward to comfort him, but saw that there was no trace of blood on the ground.

"You're not a sword spirit, are you?" Poof! Zilong just finished speaking.

The Sword of Creation hit him on the back of the head like a tennis ball.

With that look, he seemed to dislike Zilong for saying that the blond boy in front of him was its sword spirit.

Scratching the back of his head in pain, Zilong looked at the Sword of Creation with a smile.

After all, this Sword of Creation is Zijun’s companion artifact.

For Zilong, he is the spokesperson of Zijun, so how dare he be disrespectful.

"Sword Spirit? Damn Sword Spirit! I am a high-end product! How can it compare to me...!"

煋~!

Before the blond boy finished speaking, the Sword of Creation flew in front of him, the sharp tip of the sword flashing with cold light!

"Gulu~" The blond boy felt like there was a lump in his throat, and he swallowed all the words in his stomach.

"Hey! Brother Jian~! We are all compatriots, why are we in such a hurry? Are you a high-end product?"

Phew~!

After tapping the blond boy on the back of the head, the Sword of Creation disappeared and returned to the space ring.

An angry look on his face!

The blond boy stared at the space ring on Zilong's left hand, mumbling something but silently.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like an angry child.

"Where is this? Why do I appear here?" Zilong interrupted.

Cough.

The blond boy put his hands behind his back and explained like an expert.

"The heart of creation is an assessment place. If you want to gain my approval, you must pass the assessment."

"Come on then! I'm ready!" Zilong was eager to try, staring at the blond boy excitedly.

"Aren't you curious about who I am?" the blond boy asked in surprise.

"Not curious." Zilong replied with a smile.

"Aren't you curious about how powerful I am?"

"Not curious."

"Failed the assessment! Let's go!"

The blond boy teleported behind Zilong, kicked him on the butt and laughed angrily.

Buzz!

Being forcibly kicked out of space, Zilong scratched the back of his head and was confused for a moment.

"If you are not curious, will you fail?" Zilong said to himself.

Thinking of this, Zilong reacted, stood up, looked around the room and shouted.

"I'm curious! I'm really curious! Let me pass quickly!"

"I'm curious about your uncle! With your current state of mind, you can't even pass the first level! Dream on!"

A familiar ethereal voice sounded in my mind.

Sitting back on the bed in despair, curling his lips, Zilong asked.

"Then who are you? Where are you?"

The space ring flashed with a colorful light, and the voice of the blond boy came out.

"My name is the Heart of Creation. Like the Sword of Creation, it was sealed by the master, but he is worse than me."

"It's a seal again... Is Dad a Titled Douluo?" Zilong sighed and fell on the bed.

Phew~!

A white envelope flew in from the window! It flew past Zilong! It was inserted into the bedside! It hit the wood three points!

"Holy shit! Assassin! Who!" He quickly got up and ran to the window. Apart from buildings, there were only pedestrians passing by.

He turned around and walked to the bedside, pulled out the white envelope, and a girl's fragrance hit his nostrils.

"See you in the park...Cai'er."

Putting away the letter in his hand, Zilong jumped up and jumped out of the window.

In the Holy City Park, Sheng Cai'er was wearing a purple trailing skirt and standing in the pavilion holding a bamboo stick.

Snap!

The sound of footsteps sounded, Zilong took out the envelope, looked at Sheng Cai'er and scratched his head and asked.

"Cai'er...has someone bullied you?"

Looking in the direction of the sound, Sheng Caier shook his head and smiled.

Walking up to Sheng Caier, Zilong put the envelope into her hand.

"It's okay. I thought someone was bullying you. This is your envelope. Don't throw anything away next time."

"You don't like it?" Sheng Cai'er frowned and asked nervously.

"No, it's not difficult for Dad to say that he has sent it and still sent it, but I'm not very good at writing letters..."

Zilong scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly.

Hearing what Zilong meant, Sheng Cai'er pushed the envelope back and explained with a smile.

"How about I write to you? What's more! I don't have to repay the gift if I give you something, because... the gift you gave me is too expensive."

During the conversation.

Sheng Caier caressed the colorful ring on the ring finger of her right hand.

"It's okay! Dad said that if a girl gives you a gift, it means that she has a good impression of you. If a boy has a good impression of... a girl, he can also give it... and send it back..."

After speaking, Zilong's face turned red and he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Sheng Cai'er.

He kept touching the back of his head.

After hearing Zilong's explanation, Sheng Cai'er's face turned red.

In the grass, four assassins guarding the melon looked at the shy two people with aunty smiles on their faces.

The evening breeze blew gently, and the cherry blossoms on the trees fell with the wind, and the pink flowers fell into the pavilion.

Zilong, who was in love for the first time, didn't know how to ease the atmosphere, so he could only stand there with his head bowed and not dare to say anything.

Seemingly sensing Zilong's thoughts, Sheng Cai'er took the initiative to speak.

"How was your game today?"

Looking up at Sheng Caier, Zilong replied.

"Everyone wins, how about you?"

"This eldest brother-in-law! He looks very smart, but he turns out to be a fool."

The green-robed guard covered his mouth and snickered.

"Honest doesn't mean stupid. Maybe my eldest brother-in-law is just not good at words. He is a genius."

The guard in blue retorted.

"In the decades since you disappeared, I...!"

"Ah~!" Before Sheng Cai'er finished speaking, Zilong's eyes turned red, and his head hurt like needles! He knelt down on the ground!

In my mind!

The intermittent memory fragments are played back continuously! Piece together a complete memory!

In the picture, a boy who looks exactly like him is holding a purple-haired girl.

A colorful energy flashed in his mind, and Zilong passed out!

Seeing this scene, Sheng Cai'er on the side squatted down anxiously to check Zilong's body.

"Zilong! Zilong, wake up!"

The memory of twelve years old, broken! Spliced! Broken! Spliced!

It flashed by like a movie! Ding~!

Open your eyes suddenly!

"It's you!" Zilong shouted looking at Sheng Cai'er in front of him.

In Zilong's memory, he met Sheng Cai'er when he was a child.

And all this was done intentionally by Zijun...

Being familiar with the plot, he certainly knew Sheng Cai'er's temperament.

Such a dedicated and affectionate woman is most suitable for the simple-minded Zilong.

As early as when the Holy Mountain sealed the energy in the purple dragon's body.

Zijun sealed that memory in Zilong's mind.

It was for this scene today.

With a happy smile on his face, Zilong stared at Sheng Caier with bright eyes.

Meeting Zi Long's gaze, Sheng Cai'er, who was very close at hand, also smiled in response.

In the hall of the Assassin's Temple, Han Qian and Ying Suifeng, who had returned, seemed to be discussing something.

"If it's as we thought, what should we do with the child?" Ying Suifeng asked.

"No! So what! If he really has that kind of talent! Then take a gamble!" Han Qian said with a solemn expression.

(End of chapter)