Douluo: My martial soul is the ten fierce sky horned ants

"teacher?"

Dong Qing looked at Bibi Dong with a somewhat surprised expression, wondering why she appeared in front of him so early in the morning.

"Xiao Qing, after the teacher carefully inspected your body last night, he found that your body contains a powerful bloodline, which is absorbing the soul power in your body all the time, causing all the soul power you gained from meditation practice to remain.

." Bibi Dong explained.

She stayed with Dongqing last night, and she didn't get up until dawn today.

In the first half of the night, she had been observing that her soul power was being swallowed up by something in Dong Qing's body. It was not until she finally discovered the pure blood of the Skyhorned Ants in his body that she finally figured out what was swallowing her soul power.

In the second half of the night, for some unknown reason, perhaps because she was accompanied by someone, Bibi Dong felt a little sleepy after she relaxed, hugging Dong Qing tightly and fell asleep. After all, the root cause of the problem had been found, and she did not need to worry about other things appearing in his body.

Problem.

"Powerful bloodline?" Dong Qing had an innocent expression, his eyes filled with ignorance.

Now, he doesn't know what an Alicorn Ant is, nor does he know that he has the pure blood of an Alicorn Ant. He is just a child, a six-year-old kid who is eager to get answers from his teacher.

Dong Qing's confused expression made Bibi Dong feel that her role as a teacher had become more meaningful. She squatted down slightly, and her delicate body naturally curved into a graceful arc.

The breeze outside the window blew, and the pale golden skirt moved with the wind, revealing her mutton-fat white jade legs.

Finally, she half-crouched in front of him and said softly: "Yes, it is precisely because of this powerful bloodline that you, Xiaoqing, have been given this unimaginable power, as well as this tyrannical body that far exceeds that of a soul master of your age.

"

Dong Qing immediately looked like he was suddenly enlightened and said in an excited tone: "So that's it. I'm talking about why I am so strong. It turns out that after my soul power was swallowed by my body, it finally became my strength."

As he spoke, he waved his little hands, perfectly interpreting the normal behavior of a six-year-old child.

"Xiao Qing, don't be so happy now. It needs to consume a lot of soul power to grow. The little soul power you get from your own meditation and practice simply cannot support the incomparably powerful blood power in your body.

"Bibi Dong stretched out her jade finger and touched Dong Qing's forehead.

As soon as these words came out, Dong Qing's face, which originally had a hint of joy, instantly turned into a bitter look. Finally, he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Teacher, what should I do now...?"

Bibi Dong looked at Dong Qing, who was looking at her eagerly, and suddenly had a plan in mind. She stood up, shrugged helplessly and said: "What should I do, the teacher has no good way, Xiao Qing can only work hard on her own."

Ah? What does she mean? Did I get the wrong script?

Dong Qing suddenly had a question mark in his head, wouldn't it be Bibi Dong who would take the initiative to help me with her ninety-ninth peerless Douluo level soul power?

If he only relies on himself to cultivate soul power, no matter how hard he meditates and practices, the soul power he finally obtains will not be enough for the pure blood of the Skyhorned Ant to absorb!

Seeing Bibi Dong turning around to leave, Dong Qing hurriedly took a few steps forward, hugged her thigh, and said, "Teacher, teacher, don't leave yet. Is there really no other way?"

Hear the words.

Bibi Dong's beautiful face turned away from Dong Qing, and a smile of success suddenly appeared. Then she turned around slowly, but a troubled look appeared on her face.

"It's not that there's nothing we can do, it's just..." Bibi Dong hesitated.

Only things that are difficult to obtain will be valued more by people. Of course she doesn't want to just give them away for free.

"Teacher! Just talk to me." Dong Qing quickly hugged her thigh and acted coquettishly. He had no choice but to hug this big white leg. In the future, he wouldn't have to worry about supporting the pure blood of the Alicorn Ant in his body.

The problem.

"It's just that... this method requires a lot of teacher's soul power. Although the teacher is the Pope of Wuhun Temple and a powerful Titled Douluo, the soul power in his body is like a vast ocean."

"But if I provide you with soul power day and night, Xiaoqing, the teacher's body will eventually become very weak. At that time, he may be attacked by bad guys, and he will not be able to protect himself."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at Dong Qing intently. Now she was a little curious. Faced with the current situation, what choice would the six-year-old boy in front of him make?

Should he not care about his teacher and ask himself to provide him with the necessary soul power, or should he care about his teacher and give up this method that will make the teacher weak?

Silently, a test fell.

In fact, it's not surprising that Bibi Dong is scheming, because adults just like to test children with various things to determine their future character.

Although it may not be 100% accurate, this testing method can also roughly predict a person's character and morality.

Training Dong Qing now undoubtedly requires Bibi Dong to pay more attention to her roots. If he doesn't have a good character worthy of her efforts, how can she dare to put all her future on his shoulders.

Yes, a little consumption of soul power is nothing to her, and she will not become physically weak just because Dong Qing has absorbed such a small amount of soul power.

After all, no matter how much soul power she loses, Bibi Dong, who is already a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine, can return to her original state as long as she meditates for a while.

But let me ask, how many teachers are not afraid of raising white-eyed wolves? If Dongqing grows up and stabs her in the back, wouldn't it break her heart?

And her heart has long been covered with scars, and she can no longer bear another stab.

Although Dong Qing had shown filial piety before and was willing to give his championship reward to his elders, this was far from enough. At least Bibi Dong had to see that he would feel sorry for him as a teacher and for her as a fragile woman.

"I....."

Dongqing felt the taste of a test. Why did these words sound so familiar?

Chen Xiang at 6:30? A bloody romantic drama?

Think of this.

Dong Qing, who was familiar with the book Self-cultivation of Actors, immediately knew how to answer Bibi Dong.

"Since this method will eventually lead to teacher's physical weakness, I would rather slowly increase my soul power level by myself than see you in any possible danger, teacher." Dong Qing vowed.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the look in Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly became as gentle as water. No one knows better than her the importance of soul power level to a man. This is a matter of a man's dignity.

No matter how big or small. No matter your age.

If Yu Xiaogang's martial soul had not failed to mutate and was unable to improve his soul power level, he would not have acted so cowardly. Of course, he himself was not a good person.

But at this time Bibi Dong also wanted to confirm another issue.

"Xiaoqing..."