Douluo: Start with a Tom Cat

In the grand hall of Soto Spirit Hall, deacon Ma Shan in white knelt before Bishop Felder in black.

"Oh? Are you saying that a talented young man appears in the spirit fighting arena and is invincible at the same level?"

Ma Shan was still kneeling respectfully. The black-clothed bishop was an absolute strong man in terms of status and strength, and the man in front of him was said to be further promoted to red-coated with only a few merits!

"Yes, Lord Bishop, the most important thing is that his second soul ring is at the thousand-year level." Ma Shan said with a slightly trembling voice.

When he learned that his nephew died at the hands of Shen An, Ma Shan was thinking about how to prevent Shen An from dying well.

But when the promotion of Shen An in the Soul Fighting Arena came out, Ma Shan went to see it in order to know himself and the enemy. This also made him despair. After seeing Shen An's strength, he already knew that with the strength of his Soul Master, there was no way to take revenge. machine.

However, the revenge of killing a relative must be avenged, so Ma Shan decided to borrow a knife to kill someone and use the power of Wuhun Palace to avenge himself.

Felder became interested. There were countless geniuses with high combat power, but the second spirit ring was unheard of for thousands of years.

Feld pondered for a moment and then said: "Then go and recruit him. Such a beautiful jade cannot be exposed to the outside world. The growth of a genius is always bumpy. Only our Spirit Hall can provide him with reliable protection."

"Otherwise, the path of a soul master is very dangerous. Since you discovered it, I'll leave it to you." Feld said with a hint of meaning.

Ma Shan suppressed his excitement. The result he wanted was achieved. Feld's intention was obvious, that is, if the recruitment failed, Shen An would have an accident.

Next, all he needs to do is provoke a confrontation between Shen An and Wuhun Palace, and when the black-clothed bishop sees that the recruitment fails, he will strangle him with thunderous force, so that his nephew's revenge can be avenged.

"Yes, Lord Bishop!" Ma Shan kowtowed deeply again.

"I should have initially mastered the three-aperture imperial heart." Shen An said to himself slightly excitedly.

After being struck by Tom's terrifying talent, he kept holding his breath, and finally mastered the three-aperture control heart at dusk.

According to what Ning Rongrong said, it took her more than a month to master this. Shen An estimated that she could master it in an afternoon, which should be related to his inexplicably strong mental power.

Before that, Shen An could do two things at once, operating the Nine-leaf Sword Grass and the Nine-leaf Void Sword to fight the enemy at the same time, but flying with the sword required more mental effort.

Shen An issued the invitation with excitement on his face: "Rongrong, Tom, I think I have become proficient in flying with a sword. Do you want me to fly you back with you?"

Ning Rongrong's face stiffened and she declined politely: "Forget it, you can take Tom with you, I'm afraid of death."

Tom's head, which was shaking like a rattle, suddenly stiffened. What are you talking about? If you are afraid of death, I won't be afraid!

Besides, if I fall from the sky, even if I don’t die, my body will be bruised and bruised.

Seeing that the girl and cat in front of him refused so firmly, Shen An could only say angrily: "Forget it if you don't like it, then I will fly back by myself, it will be much faster."

Shen An summoned the Nine-leaf Sword Grass and stepped on it with a sword. After mastering the Heart of Three Apertures, he could skillfully use his soul power to merge himself with the sword grass.

The cyan stream of light drew streaks of light in the night sky. Shen An felt all this with excitement. His dream of flying to the sky came true today.

Different from the previous time when he carefully controlled the flying sword when he left the city, Shen An now felt like an experienced driver, performing various operations in the sky.

The power of sword-controlling soul skills is determined by Shen An's soul power output.

Therefore, under Shen An's deliberate restraint, he was able to fly for two hours at the speed of a Soul Lord running at full speed.

Shen An stepped on the flying sword, breathed the air freely, and let the breeze blow on his face. It felt so good!

Ning Rongrong and Tom just stood on the ground, stupidly looking up at the conspicuous blue stream of light in the night sky.

Ning Rongrong and Tom looked at each other, one of them shrugged helplessly, "Come on, let's walk back slowly."

"Zhuqing Zhuqing, come out quickly and show you something fun."

Shen An's clear voice sounded outside the teahouse. Zhu Zhuqing, who was meditating and practicing, noticed it instantly and was curious about what was so fun.

The source of Shen An's voice was on the roof. Zhu Zhuqing walked lightly and quickly reached the teahouse.

Zhu Zhuqing stood on the roof and raised his head slightly to look at Shen An, who was holding a flying sword under the moonlight.

Shen An stretched out his hand to Zhu Zhuqing and said with a smile: "Zhuqing, I have learned how to fly with a sword, and I can also lead people. Do you want to come and experience it?"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered, he nodded lightly, without saying a word, he directly grabbed Shen An's hand and stepped onto the flying sword.

Shen An raised the corner of his mouth, Ning Rongrong and Tom were too cowardly to take my sword, Zhu Qing was the best.

"Zhuqing hugs me, raises the sail, and sets sail!"

Zhu Zhuqing's cold and beautiful face was startled, and he stretched out his arms to hug Shen An, a little tight, and all the little resentment he had at being left in the teahouse during the day disappeared.

When Shen An was surrounded by Zhu Zhuqing, he instantly felt a huge softness on his back, and a faint fragrance came quietly at the same time, which made Shen An's heart tremble.

Shen An tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened and said calmly: "Zhuqing, hold on tight, I'm about to start." At the same time, an inexplicable thought was stirring.

Zhu Zhuqing was behind Shen An, and she felt that her face was getting hot and her heart was beating fast.

For some reason, although she knew that Ning Rongrong and Shen An were just friends, Zhu Zhuqing still felt unhappy when Shen An and Ning Rongrong went out alone.

She had been thinking about it all day, so she didn't meditate and practice properly.

Zhu Zhuqing probably knew that she had a good impression of Shen An, so much so that she had a possessive desire.

When Shen An left her sight and went out with other girls, Zhu Zhuqing would still be very unhappy even if she knew she was practicing.

This feeling was like the person she cherished was about to leave her and run to another person, which made Zhu Zhuqing very panic.

So after Shen An made the invitation, Zhu Zhuqing took a step forward without hesitation, and made such a bold move.

Before this, she had never had physical contact with any man, let alone almost touching the mountains in front of her chest.

The blue light split the sky, and Shen An tried hard to concentrate on controlling the flying sword, but he could still feel the amazing softness and warmth behind him.

"Shen An~" Zhu Zhuqing called softly.

"Well, what's wrong, Zhuqing."

"Well, it's okay, I just feel that the moonlight tonight is so beautiful, and the wind is also very gentle."

"Yes, it's very comfortable." Shen An responded.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything else, but just silently hugged Shen An tighter, and Shen An also fell silent, and the two enjoyed this silent night.

"It's Tom and Rongrong, they are also walking back." Shen An's eyesight was so amazing that he saw Ning Rongrong holding Tom and walking into the city.

In fact, Ning Rongrong was not a very diligent person, but Tom's performance was too exaggerated. He staggered after walking two steps, and even stuck out his tongue and panted. Ning Rongrong, who was soft-hearted for a while, took the initiative to hold Tom and walk.

Ning Rongrong was complaining in a low voice: "Stinky Shen An, he didn't come to pick us up after flying away. It's such a long way, I'm exhausted."

After hearing this, Tom first tilted his head and showed a cunning smile, and then immediately nodded obediently, showing his approval.

The cat pretending to be tired has someone to hold it. Ning Rongrong has carried it all the way here. What else can it say? Of course, it will follow Ning Rongrong.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flickered after hearing Shen An's words and said, "Shen An, why don't we go down to meet them? Rongrong must be tired holding Tom."

Shen An didn't doubt him and flew away directly on the sword.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing holding Shen An on the flying sword, her face suddenly turned pale, her heart was trembling, and an inexplicable feeling spread from her heart.

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