Gourd of Douluo

Some time passed.

Zhu Zhuqing had also been clean for a while. He thought that he had not replied to that idiot Dai Mubai, so he had to retreat on his own.

Unexpectedly, when she was sitting by the river looking at the flowing water in a daze, a "quacking" sound attracted her attention.

It was a duck that looked a little stupid. It swam slowly in front of Zhu Zhuqing, raised its head and stared at Zhu Zhuqing with dull eyes.

"Are you the pet of that idiot Dai Mubai? What did he send you again?"

Although his tone was very disdainful, Zhu Zhuqing didn't realize that after seeing the familiar envelope on the duck's neck, his mood improved inexplicably due to the slow progress of his practice.

He opened the letter quickly with his fingers, "My soul power has reached level 15 now. As my fiancée, you can't be too bad. You need to practice more, you know? If you don't understand, you can ask me."

"Heh, arrogant maniac."

Zhu Zhuqing smiled coldly and bent down to pick up the stones on the ground.

A glimmer of clarity flashed in the duck's dull eyes, and seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly flapped his wings and stayed away from the future mistress.

Sure enough, the next moment, a series of stones fell next to it, stirring up bursts of water jets and making it scream "quacking" in fright.

In this way, whenever Zhu Zhuqing was in a bad mood or encountered difficulties, there would always be an animal that would deliver the letter written by Dai Mubai to her in time.

Dai Mubai didn't know that Zhu Zhuqing was in trouble.

He only shared his daily life and cultivation matters with Zhu Zhuqing, but this also gave Zhu Zhuqing a lot of encouragement, because besides his mother, there was another person in this world who was silently accompanying her in a unique way. She is not alone.

Zhu Zhuqing never replied to Dai Mubai.

However, Dai Mubai didn't care and still wrote to Zhu Zhuqing unshakably, even though he had never met his fiancée.

Of course, it was not without accidents. When Dai Mubai had just reached level seventeen, he accidentally assigned a pet turtle as a messenger, and it took half a month for the letter to reach Zhu Zhuqing.

'Fiancée, how are you? I'm already at level seventeen. Everyone praises my rapid progress. Do you admire me too? ’

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'Fiancée, I'm already at level 20 and can get the second soul ring. If nothing else happens, I'll be at level 20 next time I write. By the way, when will you write your reply? ’

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Seeing the cat in front of him interrupting his practice, Zhu Zhuqing curled his lips and complained casually: "It's so annoying." Then he opened the envelope very quickly.

'Fiancée, my family said I could challenge that person, but Ou Chen said he was very strong, huh, I'm very powerful too, okay? I'm the first person in my family to break through to become a great soul master. ’

‘Fiancée, although I don’t know your name yet, one day, I will definitely let you tell me in person. ’

…

'Fiancée, there are still ten days before I challenge him, but I have made progress in the past two days. Although he is only one step away from Soul Master, the gap between him and me is not big. I will definitely win in the end. ! By the way, why haven't you replied to me yet? Otherwise, when I win, you can write back and tell me your name. ’

…

‘Tomorrow is the day of the showdown. I’m a little nervous, but I will definitely be able to defeat him. As long as I defeat him, my family will take me seriously. Then I will give you half of the resources. What do you think? ’

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the night outside the window, touched his pet pigeon, and prayed: "Tomorrow... you must succeed."

The next day, it rained heavily.

Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, Zhu Zhuqing rarely practiced, but looked out the window in a daze with a worried look on his face.

It wasn't until a pigeon tapped the window with its beak that Zhu Zhuqing came back to his senses.

Looking at the wet pigeon, Zhu Zhuqing quickly pulled out the envelope from the back of it. Relying on his familiarity with Dai Mubai's handwriting, he could barely recognize what was written on it.

‘The challenge is over, I failed. ’

Zhu Zhuqing frowned and looked at the crooked words on the envelope. He bit his lip unconsciously and suddenly stood up. He walked to the desk, took out a piece of clean white paper and wrote two words vigorously. The word 'persistence'. ’

The envelope is then rolled up, wrapped in a layer of waterproof bag and tied around the pigeon.

"Go and deliver it to your master."

Half an hour passed.

The pet pigeon was wet and panting as it landed on Zhu Zhuqing's window. Its sad and angry eyes seemed to be accusing the two unscrupulous owners.

Zhu Zhuqing ignored it and skillfully stretched out his hand to spread the letter in front of his eyes.

‘I failed, but you wrote me a reply. The funny thing is that I was a little happy when I saw these two words in your reply. I will engrave these two words on the place where I practice to remind myself not to give up. ’

‘There are many flowers in the place where I practice, which is very annoying, but Ou Chen said that girls like flowers and like to be given flowers. Although Ou Chen is a fool, I still believe him this time. ’

'I think it is very embarrassing to give flowers to girls. Even if I don't give flowers, girls will still like them. But I still give you one. This can make me remember this failure. To wash away this shame, tell me your name next time. ’

Zhu Zhuqing frowned as he looked at the small orange flower that fell from the envelope. The flower had little life left in it because of the rough picking methods.

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a while, pulled out a book on flower cultivation from the desk, and quickly found the content about transplantation.

An hour later, there was a flower pot on Zhu Zhuqing's table.

A little flower is struggling for life, very much like her and Dai Mubai.

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‘I failed again, and I couldn’t get you to tell me your name. I’ll give you another flower. Just wait. If I don’t give you more than ten flowers, I will defeat him. ’

…

‘I failed again. ’

‘I gave you a lot of flowers. Is there twenty of them? I can’t remember clearly. ’

Zhu Zhuqing paused, and his eyes unconsciously drifted to the window. He saw several flower pots on the window, each with at least a dozen small orange flowers planted in them.

‘My family is becoming more and more estranged from me, haha. Although they have never been close to me, they only encourage me casually when my soul power improves. When my pet learns a certain skill, I also encourage it in this way, but one is fake and the other is sincere. ’

'Anyway, no one pays attention to me now, so I often lie here among the flowers, and I gradually fall in love with these little flowers. As a man, I actually like this kind of girly stuff. As expected, I am becoming less and less interested. used. ’

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