Shushan Sword Immortal Clashes into Douluo

The audience woke up at the host's announcement, and for a moment, the entire main fighting arena was completely boiling.

But these have nothing to do with the Imperial Fighting Team. For them, this spirit fight is over.

After returning to the hotel, the members of the Royal Battle Team looked a little tired, their faces were pale, their spirits were obviously not right, and their hands were trembling slightly.

It was not because of exhaustion, but because the fight just now was their first time killing people, so it was inevitable that they would feel depression, boredom, panic and other emotions in their hearts.

After all, except for Murong Yu, Xiao Wu, and Qin Ming, the teachers and students of the Imperial Team all grew up in a pampered environment. Murder seemed far away from them, but at this moment, it really happened to them.

in front of my eyes.

The scene of blood spurting out wildly, the enemy's protruding eyes, and the twisted expression on his deathbed are all deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the Royal Fighter Team.

Fortunately, Murong Yu taught them a set of "Heart-clearing Mantra" some time ago, which can calm the mind and prevent external evil spirits from invading them. They recovered after adjusting their breath for half an hour.

"Brother Yu, we killed someone, didn't we?" Ning Rongrong, who was the first to finish adjusting her breath, raised her head and looked at Murong Yu with a pale face and asked.

"That's right, but it's okay, Rongrong, you have also seen their information. The people who fight against them, no matter they win or lose, die or be disabled, are obviously a group of ruthless people, and there are two of them who I

We all know each other, they are all a group of people who don't care about death." Murong Yu patted Ning Rongrong's back and consoled her.

"But those are seven living lives after all. One moment they were full of ferocity, but the next moment they had turned into corpses. I..." Ning Rongrong threw herself into Murong Yu's arms and said uneasily.

Murong Yu sighed and said: "As a soul master, killing is a problem you have to face sooner or later. Moreover, where does the soul ring on your body come from? Soul beasts are also life. From the meaning of life

In general, there is no difference between them and humans. Why don't you feel this way when hunting soul beasts? No one can help you overcome the difficulties you are facing. Everything can only depend on your own willpower. If

You can't change the environment, you can only change yourself to adapt to it."

…

That night, while Murong Yu was meditating and practicing Shushan Sword Controlling Technique, he suddenly heard two knocks on the door outside the house, and a soft voice came in: "Brother Yu, are you asleep?"

"Rongrong?"

Murong Yu immediately recognized who was outside the door. After calling out softly, he got up from the bed and opened the door.

After the door opened, Ning Rongrong was seen standing at the door in her pajamas. Her long black hair was like a star-studded Milky Way hidden by the wall lamp.

Wearing aqua blue pajamas, she looks as graceful as a blue lily in bud.

I only saw her turning her head and looking around like a thief, and said abruptly: "Can I come in?"

"you……"

Before Murong Yu could speak, she burst in with a red face and head raised.

Then he quickly locked the door secretly, tiptoeing, for fear of being found out.

Then, he breathed a long sigh of relief and patted his chest repeatedly.

"It scared me to death! You don't know, Xiao Wu has been guarding me. If she hadn't fallen asleep, I wouldn't have been able to get through."

Murong Yu thought it would be best if he didn't think so, and asked: "Rong Rong, it's so late now, why are you here?"

After Ning Rongrong looked around twice, he hesitated and said: "Well... I can't sleep... As soon as I close my eyes, the eyes of the Fierce God Team before they died seem to stay in my mind.

It’s like it’s been a long time coming…”

Ning Rongrong fell on Murong Yu, her voice trembling.

Murong Yu sighed softly, Ning Rongrong was only twelve years old this year and was the youngest in the Imperial Fighting Team. Today's events seemed to be too exciting for her.

Murong Yu had no choice but to sit next to her and guide her in a gentle voice.

Ning Rongrong's mood seemed to gradually improve. After being silent for a while, she raised her eyes to look at Murong Yu in front of her. There seemed to be a glimmer of autumn water in her beautiful aqua eyes.

After a long time, Murong Yu also blushed at her sight, and couldn't help but said: "Rong Rong, why do you keep looking at me like this? Is there a flower on my face?"

Ning Rongrong said with a smile as bright as a flower: "Of course you don't have flowers on your face, but you are more beautiful than flowers. I can't help but look at you twice more."

Murong Yu: "..."

This Ning Rongrong has not changed at all. Although she usually looks like a quiet, gentle and aristocratic girl, her temperament matches her appearance, and she is an out-and-out little witch.

As Ning Rongrong said that, she sat next to Murong Yu very naturally, stretched out her hands to rub her legs, and her nightgown naturally slid down her curved thighs unconsciously. Those two legs were as plump as mutton fat.

Her slender jade legs appeared in front of Murong Yu without any concealment.

Murong Yu immediately turned his head, only to feel the dim light reflecting off his legs, which were so plump that they could be broken by a blow, and so delicate that it was as if he could squeeze out a few drops of water with just a pinch of his hand.

The soft and boneless smooth curves are enough to make anyone marvel at the miraculous craftsmanship of the Creator. They can't help but want to reach up and feel the indescribable softness and smoothness of the feet...

Ning Rongrong giggled, stretched out her hand to pull down her skirt to hide her seductive beauty, and scolded with a coquettish smile, "Your eyes are really dishonest!"

Murong Yu's expression was indifferent and quite calm.

It’s clear that it was the other person who tempted me, can you still blame him?

Besides, can you not read what is delivered to your door?

Ning Rongrong's legs are indeed very beautiful, not much better than Xiao Wu's, but her skin is much fairer than Xiao Wu's, and there is no flaw at all on her supple and lychee-like skin, especially

It's that kind of radiant feeling, really as moving as mutton-fat white jade. It's so beautiful that Murong Yu's heart beat faster.

But the main reason is because she is wearing that silky skirt, which invisibly adds to the temptation.

"Then tell me, am I more beautiful or Xiao Wu is more beautiful?"

Ning Rongrong mustered up her courage and leaned over to approach Murong Yu.

The distance between the two of them was not even an inch.

Exhale like orchid, and the warm and soft fragrance blows towards your face.

"A smart woman would never ask such a question."

"Just think I'm a stupid woman. I just want to know your answer!"

Ning Rongrong was extremely persistent this time and got closer to Murong Yu.

Who would have expected that Ning Rongrong's hands were weak and she suddenly fell down, perhaps because she held on for too long.

The key is that this location is right close to Murong Yu.

As a result, Ning Rongrong sat on Murong Yu at an extremely ambiguous angle...