Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 246 Skeleton Bloody Hands [Second update]

Under the bright sunshine, Ning Rongrong's soft and delicate body kept rising and falling.

Today's stockings are particularly difficult to put on, and I can't always find the right holes.

Searching, searching, bumping left and right, searching up and down for a long time, finally...

"Yeah, here it is."

Ning Rongrong let out a sweet cry, and the soft calf slipped through the white stockings and stretched all the way to the bottom. It was really an indescribable feeling of comfort.

After watching Ning Rongrong feel uncomfortable for a long time, he finally put on his stockings. Xiao Yan beside him also showed a look of release.

After being rewarded for a whole night, Ning Rongrong had a delicate look on her brows and eyes, and there was an indescribable charm in her voice and face.

She was wearing a plain white dress, with the hem trailing to her knees, and a black ribbon dotted with lace tied around her waist. Her waist was as soft as a bone and too soft to hold, and she had three thousand black and beautiful black hairs. There she was.

Underneath the pure white dress is a pair of beautiful legs.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong still had one of her stockings not put on, Xiao Yan stood up and grabbed her fair calf: "Let me help you."

"Does it have great potential?" Yanzhi smiled slightly. This was the first time she heard someone say that her ugly martial spirit was very powerful.

Yanzhi stretched out his hands, and under the influence of his soul power, a pair of normal palms instantly turned a coquettish blood-red color, just like a pair of bloody hands.

Her whole body, every gesture, naturally exudes an indescribable innocence and loveliness of an aristocratic girl.

"Original martial spirit?" Yanzhi rubbed his bloody hand.

When Xiao Yan's eyes fell on Ning Rongrong's jade feet, he was really surprised.

In her pure and clear eyes, there is a faint haze and fluorescent light, like a slightly rippling water wave. Her charming eyelashes are curled, trembling gently from time to time. They are as smooth as silk, and there are still hairs under the long hair.

The exposed neck is as charming as a swan, as white as jade.

"Your only flaw is your cultivation speed. This will be made up for once you learn Xuantian Kung Fu."

"The beast martial soul has mutated?" Xiao Yan carefully explored it with his mental power and shook his head slightly, "I don't think so. There are many kinds of strange martial souls. In addition to the beast martial soul and the weapon martial soul, there should be some

Other types of martial spirits.

Looking at the yellow soul ring on Rouge's body, Xiao Yan was a little surprised. An ordinary woman could actually obtain a hundred-year-level soul ring. This was even more desirable than the son of the Lord of Notting City.

"A fine ruler cuts it by four points, and the green glass glides over the spring clouds."

Xiao Yan thought about it carefully and said: "Because the main body martial soul is a part of a human being, it will not be as large as the beast martial soul, nor will it need to adapt to a new martial soul like the weapon martial soul. As a human being,

It will be very convenient to use your body."

On the upper end of the white and tender soles, there are five slender toes neatly arranged side by side. They are white and red, crystal clear, and slightly curled, like five light red petals.

Hearing Xiao Yan talk about martial arts, Yanzhi pursed her red lips and felt a little embarrassed: "My martial soul is a little special. It is not an ordinary beast martial spirit, nor is it a weapon martial spirit."

The white ankles and insteps have smooth curves, are delicate and delicate, like the finest mutton-fat jade, exuding a layer of warm and soft luster, and from time to time there are waves of quiet and pleasant fragrance emanating from them.

"I never looked at it carefully before..." Xiao Yan chuckled, picked up a white stocking and put it on Ning Rongrong.

"These hands are my martial souls. I call them skeleton bloody hands. The Master Deacon of the Wuhun Palace who awakened my martial soul said that this should be a mutation of some kind of beast martial soul."

Faced with Xiao Yan, the master of the Soul Palace who was also mature beyond his years, Yanzhi did not dare to look down upon him at all. Even because he guessed that he stayed last night to kill those three people, he was very afraid of this little brother and replied respectfully.

road:

"I'm memorizing some acupuncture points and so on, but since the names are very complicated, I'm afraid it will take some time."

But only Xiao Yan knew what kind of weird little devil was hidden under this soft appearance.

"You can see this?" Yanzhi was very surprised. Xiao Yan didn't touch her hand, but just glanced at it a few times, and he discovered the secret of her martial spirit.

Since you said that your martial arts are hands, I think these should belong to the human body's martial soul. Maybe in the future, some people will be able to awaken some eyes, ears, etc. This kind of martial soul should belong to the original martial soul.

"

The grown-up Ning Rongrong has a skin as smooth as gelatin, dreamy and poetic, exuding a faint soft luster, which seems to be smoother than silk and whiter than jade. She has a slender head and eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth. She looks like rose petals.

The lips are so delicate and seductive.

After using his mental power to explore Yanzhi's body and confirming that he was in overall good health and that there were no hidden injuries, Xiao Yan just asked, "How do you feel about the first level of Xuantian Technique?"

But this is not particularly important. What Xiao Yan values ​​​​the most is her good-for-nothing qualifications.

"Let it go and see."

According to basic understanding, he is sixteen years old, an orphan, and has been practicing while working outside since graduating from a work-study program. Although he is not a few years older than Xiaoxue and the others, he looks much more mature. He just received the soul ring and returned to Soto City last night.

Xiao Yan nodded: "I can feel that your hands have a scorching fire attribute, and after using the martial spirit, the hardness of your hands seems to have become much stronger. This is a very good feature."

White as snow, delicate and small, and too full to hold. White as snow, delicate and small, too full to hold. It can be said that one point is too much, one point is too small, just like a perfect work of art.

After breakfast, Xiao Yan asked Ning Rongrong and the others to reflect on last night's battle in the room. He went to the grass outside the villa and began to get to know the new member of the Soul Palace, Rouge.

Xiao Yan smiled softly, so many years of spiritual power training were in vain?

Special? Special is good!

Xiao Yan was aroused to be interested in mutated martial arts, which is an extremely rare existence.

Xiao Yan said: "This is very normal. Just remember it normally. Don't you know what your martial spirit is?"

"Your Skeleton Blood Hand is a very good martial spirit, but its shortcoming is the speed of cultivation. Once you learn the Xuantian Kung Fu, this shortcoming will be made up for, and you will have great potential in the future."

It has to be said that even Douluo Continent cannot escape the regional gap.

In front of Soto City, Notting City is really too small.

Xiao Yan took a few steps back: "Hit me with your first soul skill."

Knowing Xiao Yan's strength, Yanzhi did not hesitate. The first soul ring on his body suddenly flashed, and his blood-red hands became a little more sinister. When he reached forward, the scarlet energy quickly condensed into a half-human spirit ring.

Gao's skull hit Xiao Yan.

(End of chapter)