Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Ten Fierce Sky Horned Ants

"Zhuqing you!!!"

Xiao Wu immediately became impatient, stepped forward with her long, slender white legs, and chased after her. Today she will never give up if she doesn't take a bite of Zhu Zhuqing.

Not to mention that the rabbit was impatient, it was really scary. For a moment, the speed of the two of them exceeded the sky. They were clearly just chasing, but they made a sonic boom.

"His Royal Highness, is this the only bottle?" Zhu Zhuyun quietly moved to Dong Qing's side at some point, leaning half of his body on him.

With a mature body and a specially sprayed luxury perfume on her body, together with her own deodorant mixed together, it exudes a charming smell.

"Well, it seems that there is only one bottle, Zhuyun, do you want to have a drink too?"

Dong Qing looked at the wine bottle in his hand. He couldn't remember how many bottles he drank last night. He only remembered that he drank and drank, and when his stamina picked up, he became drunk, and he couldn't remember anything after that.

Alcohol is divided into ordinary and spiritual products, and ordinary wine can't get drunk with a soul master.

The spirit wine brewed by Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin with his own soul power is undoubtedly a spiritual product. Drinking less can increase the speed of soul power cultivation, and drinking more will naturally fall asleep like Dong Qing.

"think."

Zhu Zhuyun nodded, his eyes revealed a charming charm, and his light white jade fingers kneaded on Dongqing's shoulders, as if to say, quickly pet this little cat in front of you.

"Drink as much as you want."

However, Dong Qing just poured her a glass of spiritual wine, he was not as anxious as Zhu Zhuyun imagined, and he didn't even take advantage of her, she was always taking advantage of him.

As the saying goes, a man's vision is constantly growing. Dongqing has seen so many beautiful women in the world over the years. He has long been numb, and he no longer has the mentality of yearning for beautiful women when he was on earth.

At the same time, Dong Qing became de facto couples with Qian Renxue and Hu Liena one after another. Now he doesn't have too many thoughts about other women, and his heart is already at peace.

Of course, if these women insist on taking advantage of him, then let them go! Dongqing thinks he still has this kind of mind.

However, half an hour later.

Dongqing finally realized for the first time, the open and covert fights between women, and the resentful wives caused by his uneven distribution, and the secret means of revenge they carried out against him.

"Guess, just do what you have to do now, you have already spilled the spirit wine." Dong Qing shook his head helplessly, and finally blamed them.

Just a few minutes ago, because Dong Qingduo poured Zhu Zhuqing a glass of spiritual wine, Xiao Wu and Bai Chenxiang quit immediately, while Zhu Zhuyun fanned the flames vigorously.

In the end, they wrestled around Dong Qing. Dong Qing didn't know whether they were serious or not. Anyway, the clothes on his body were completely soaked by the spirit wine in the end.

Perhaps, this is their revenge for being dissatisfied with too many women around Dong Qing, and also dissatisfied that their identity as others is just a follower.

After playing tricks on Dong Qing, Xiao Wu, Bai Chenxiang, and Zhu Zhuqing went to Wuhundian Elite Soul Master Academy to practice their soul skills contentedly, while Zhu Zhuyun went out to run errands. She took Dong Qing's order and went to formally inform Ning Rongrong and others people.

After the few of them left, Dongqing's soul power exploded, instantly evaporating the moisture on the clothes, and he couldn't see the embarrassment that was just soaked in the upper body.

Then he tidied up the messy clothes on his body, and came to Tang Yuehua, who had been silently watching them mess around, and stayed alone in the corner.

"I heard that you are very good at music, can you play a piece for me?" Dong Qing asked.

In front of Tang Yuehua, her expression was full of loneliness, and the aura of loneliness surrounded her, like a homeless little animal, making people feel sorry for her.

Her skin is finer than snow, her eyebrows are like sculptures, and her eyes are as clear and bright as autumn water. When you look at her, under the eyes of that autumn water, there will be a complex and seductive look from time to time, and her lips are ruddy, as if they are about to drip. Bright as a rose.

"It is Yuehua's honor to be able to play for His Royal Highness, but there are no musical instruments here." Tang Yuehua said softly.

She never thought before that one day she would be saved because of this man in front of her, and as a direct descendant of the Haotian School, she would be saved by the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall.

Although it was because the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin appeared in time and rescued her in time when her life was hanging by a thread, if there was no Dong Qing's Holy Child Token and his subsequent appearance to stand for her.

Even if the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin tried his best, he still couldn't take her away safely.

"It's okay, musical instruments can be found at any time." Dong Qing smiled slightly, and then he waved his hand. Li Mei, who had been silently in the dark, disappeared instantly.

Different from Xiao Wu and Bai Chenxiang, sisters Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun said they were followers, more like the confidante around Dong Qing.

Only Li Mei is more like a true follower, she is serious about her duty as a follower.

Of course, apart from her, there are also Mei Xiangxue, Li Yuexian, and Li Yuemei, who are also Dongqing's followers.

The three of them were originally teachers of the Elite Soul Master Academy of Wuhundian, and now they help Dongqing take charge of the news department and help him control the direction of public opinion in Douluo Dalu.

Public opinion is a knife that kills people without blood, everyone speaks for gold, and black can be said to be white, but Dongqing has not used this sharp blade yet.

Within a few minutes, Li Mei dropped from the sky with a white harp weighing hundreds of catties in one hand, but when she landed, she didn't know if she did it on purpose. She sprained her foot suddenly and fell towards Dongqing. .

Seeing this, Dong Qing immediately reached out to support her waist to prevent the female leopard from falling to the ground. At the same time, he took the white harp from her hand and handed it to Tang Yuehua in front of him.

"It's a good harp. I didn't expect there to be such a music-savvy person in Wuhun Temple." Tang Yuehua looked at the white harp in front of her, and a strong sense of confidence rose from her body.

"I bought this a few years ago, but because cultivating soul power is too time-consuming, and I don't have time to practice the piano, so I put it on hold." Dong Qing said lightly.

What an unattainable dream to cultivate soul power! The envy in the depths of Tang Yuehua's pupils flashed away.

"Your Highness, what song do you want to hear?"

"Be sad!"

After a while, the melodious and pleasant sound of the piano sounded, and there was a faint sense of sadness in the sound, which made people feel peaceful and forget the troubles of the world.

Tang Yuehua's arms were very white and tender. Her fingertips touched the strings of the qin lightly. The sound of the qin was like a flowing stream, slowly flowing out from her fingertips.

The sound of the piano is ups and downs, deep and sad, tactful yet passionate, just like a mountain spring winding from a deep valley, the sound of nature cleanses the soul.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sound of the piano stopped, and Dong Qing obviously felt that the aura on his body was much purer, and he also felt a burst of relaxation in body and mind.

Music can purify the soul, it is the sustenance of the lonely soul, and it is an artifact to conquer the inner demons.

There are many kinds of music, some sad, some joyful, some passionate.

In the heavens and worlds, in the endless sea of ​​stars, no matter what race they are, even if they don't understand each other's language, music, the existence of direct soul communication, is undoubtedly the best way to understand each other.

"It sounds good, Mr. Tang Yuehua, can you teach me the rhythm?" Dong Qing asked sincerely.

If literature requires a certain appreciation ability before you can understand the stories in the text, then beautiful music is an indiscriminate dimensionality reduction blow.

No need to understand, because the nice melody will automatically lead you into the world of music.

"His Royal Highness Shengzi is too famous, I don't dare to be your teacher, if you really want to learn." Tang Yuehua hesitated to speak, as if there was something difficult to say.