Douluo: My Spirit Is a Spirit Ring

A gleam of evil light flashed in Xiao Jiu’s eyes. At this moment, Shui Bing’er was nervous, her hands were tightly clutching Xiao Jiu’s clothes, and a blush appeared on her face, like a ray of red glow from the flawless beauty, which was extraordinarily tempting. people.

Her battle group perfectly showed Shui Bing'er's figure, how she looked and how beautiful she was.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes trembled because of nervousness, and she looked like she was refusing and welcoming, which added to Xiao Jiu's inner sense of conquest.

Xiao Jiu felt hot in his heart, a wicked smile evoked the corner of his mouth, and jokingly said in Shui Bing'er's ear:

"I lied to you. In fact, I can't die. Do you want to reconsider now and find an excuse for yourself not to resist?"

"You!~~"

Shui Bing'er's beautiful eyes stared, wishing to strangle Xiao Jiu.

She is not going to retire now, nor is she staying, the embarrassment can't be added.

"Bing'er, don't deceive yourself, is it so difficult to admit that you like me? You are always looking for trouble with me, don't you think you are looking forward to something happening with me?" Xiao Jiuyi teased Shui Bing'er's hair and smiled evilly. .

"No! I...I..."

Shui Bing'er bit her red lips, turned her head and didn't want to look at Xiao Jiu again. She secretly hated why she stayed, but it was too late to leave now.

Xiao Jiu laughed and took Shui Bing'er to the room domineeringly. Of course he didn't want a one-shot deal. What he wanted was long-term cooperation, so he had to penetrate Shui Bing'er's inner defense.

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Just when Xiao Jiu was drunk and lying in the gentle village.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is extremely bleak here.

The combined forces of the two empires retreated, Tang San was killed in battle, and Sword Douluo's remains were not left.

As soon as Ning Fengzhi was taken to the safe area by the gods, he howled in grief and grief, and Bone Douluo slammed the ground with one punch and one punch, in pain.

After Ning Fengzhi scolded Xiao Jiu a few times, he suddenly grabbed Ning Rongrong and said in surprise, "Rongrong, don't you have the ability to restore magic? Quick, resurrect your grandfather Jian!"

Ning Rongrong, who was sobbing at the side, came back to his senses and nodded immediately, "Yes, I almost forgot, I still have the light of resurrection!"

"Xiao Ao!"

Ning Rongrong pulled Oscar and hurriedly said, "Quick, launch the fusion magic skill with me, and let's resurrect Grandpa Sword together!"

Oscar was pulled by Ning Rongrong, he hesitated and frowned, "Rongrong, I think we must resurrect the third brother."

"Why?" Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar with a look of astonishment.

Oscar said with a serious face: "The third brother has been very kind to me. Without the third brother, we can't be together."

"Without my third brother, I wouldn't be able to become a titled Douluo, let alone possess the divine light of resurrection, drink water and think of the source. I think the third brother should be the one who should be resurrected the most."

"Our resurrection divine light, resurrecting a god, will make our wedding go back ten steps, and we can no longer use the resurrection divine light within a year."

"How can I watch the third brother die?"

Oscar grabbed Ning Rongrong, Taohua's eyes were more serious than ever.

"O-S-Ka!" The joy on Ning Fengzhi's face completely solidified, and it was as gloomy as water at the moment.

Ning Rongrong was also stunned, she didn't expect Oscar to choose to revive Tang San instead of resurrecting Sword Douluo at his own words.

"Xiao Ao! That's my grandfather Jian, how can you watch him die?" Ning Rongrong threw Oscar's hand away and glared at him.

"Rongrong, listen to my explanation, without the third brother, we would not have the throne!"

"Besides, do you think resurrecting Sword Douluo is useful? Wasn't he killed by Xiao Jiu after being resurrected? Only by resurrecting the third brother can he lead me to defeat Xiao Jiu!"

Oscar's analysis was straightforward, trying to persuade Ning Rongrong.

"Okay, don't fight! Sword Douluo's resurrection is also a death, his combat power is not good! Don't waste the great resurrection skill." The God of Emotion snorted coldly, and then grabbed Oscar's neck.

"But, that trash Tang San doesn't need to be resurrected. If he dies, he will die!"

"The one you need to resurrect is the god of arrogance!"

The domineering way of the god of emotions.

"Yes, arrogance resists damage for us, this can save our lives, of course, he must be resurrected!"

The lazy god said leisurely, and then the jealous gods nodded, thinking that this decision was very good.

Three gods died in this battle, the god of arrogance, the god of greed, and Tang San. Although Sword Douluo made a breakthrough, his strength was unstable.

As for Tang San, the god of greed, it was because they gave up on each other, which led to the death of the two of them. After resurrection, resentment was inevitable, it would be better to resurrect the god of arrogance.

"No, Sword Douluo must be resurrected!" Ning Fengzhi roared with a neck.

"Shut up!" The voice of the God of Emotions turned cold. Under the pressure of endless divine might, he half-knelt Ning Fengzhi to the ground, and said coldly, "If you want to go against us, I don't mind letting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disappear!"

"Don't want the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to be buried for the sake of Sword Douluo alone! This is meaningless."

The deity was aloft, looking down at Ning Fengzhi, and also suppressed the Bone Douluo and the Spirit Masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to the ground, spitting out divine power in their hands, hovering over their heads like a sharp sword.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were red, and it seemed that he was going to fight with the gods.

But at this moment, Oscar roared: "My light of resurrection can only be given to the third brother, otherwise you will kill me! No one wants to be resurrected."

Ning Fengzhi's thoughts of burning jade and stone disappeared, he was like a deflated ball, Oscar wanted to resurrect Tang San wholeheartedly, what's the use of his desperate efforts?

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

The God of Emotions pierced Oscar's shoulder with a finger, and the terrifying divine power destroyed Oscar's body wantonly, but Oscar just gritted his teeth.

"If you have the ability, you kill me and see if you can find another person who can inherit the God-Eating God? Even if you can, if you die for more than 12 hours, resurrecting the divine light will be useless!"

"You!~~" The God of Emotion's eyes were cold and stern, and he really wanted to crush Oscar to death.

"Forget it, Tang San is just Tang San! Oscar's ability is very useful to us, arrogance can only blame him for his own bad luck."

The Lazy God waved his hand impatiently, this Oscar seems to have a very good relationship with Tang San, one can be resurrected one by one.

"Humph!" The God of Emotions had a bad expression on his face, but in the end he still had the bigger picture, and threw Oscar on the ground, "Just revive Tang San! Don't make any more fools for me."

Oscar got up, looked at Ning Rongrong and said:

"Rongrong, I'm sorry, we can only resurrect one, but the three are only in their teens, and Sword Douluo is already that old."

"Only if the third brother is alive, can we have hope, and we can defeat Xiao Jiu!"

"Otherwise, we all have to die, I love you, and I don't want to watch you die!"

"As long as we protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and others, Sword Douluo will definitely support our choice. Moreover, the gods will not allow us to resurrect Sword Douluo."

With guilt in Oscar's eyes, his analysis was as fierce as a tiger, making it difficult for Ning Rongrong to say anything.

"Okay." Ning Rongrong knew that resurrecting Sword Douluo was impractical at this moment. Not only Oscar was unwilling, but the gods were also unwilling.

She could only give up, stretched out a hand, the Nine-Colored Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared, and the God of Cookery on Oscar also emitted a dazzling light, and then the two worked together to emit a magnificent divine light.

"Resurrection Divine Light!"

As the rays of light shone, a drop of divine blood frantically spawned, and the broken soul quickly condensed. In less than an hour, Tang San was completely resurrected and suddenly opened his eyes.

He glanced sharply at the gods and said confidently: "After half a month, it will be Xiao Jiu's death!"