"Xiao Yu, is your body really not affected in any way?"

Early in the morning, the master called Zhang Yu out of the dormitory, although he learned from Flender that Zhang Yu was actually fine.

But as Zhang Yu's teacher, he was still a little uneasy, so he specially called him out to let himself check and check.

At the request of the master, Zhang Yu summoned Qianying out and made Qianying do a few difficult actions.

By the way, he demonstrated his third soul technique in front of the master.

"Teacher, don't worry, Chikage gets along very well with the seal now, and the seal that Dean Flender helped me with before was not perfect,

But now there are no defects, it can be said to be perfect. Zhang Yu laughed, he still hadn't said something, that is, what Qianying said to him in the martial soul space,

Although the seal will not hinder Chikage from absorbing negative emotions, it will also make it impossible to expel these negative emotions, and can only accumulate in the spirit world.

If one day, these darkness compressed in the spiritual world are activated, then it does not dare to guarantee what kind of person Zhang Yu will become at that time.

But that day, for Zhang Yu or Qianying, it was still a little out of reach,

As long as Zhang Yu's strength improves, or Qianying's incompleteness is supplemented, this last problem will also be solved.

The master stared at the knife turned into a thousand shadows, the black blade was sharp, and he gently took a leaf and fell,

When the leaf touched the blade, it was directly split in two, and the cut was flat and smooth, which shows how sharp the weapon of the Thousand Shadows was.

The master's eyes flickered, although he recognized the strength of Qianying's third soul technique, he was not satisfied with it, and slowly spoke:

"The current hardness of your third soul skill can reach the hardness of refined iron, which is very good, but have you ever thought that this is not suitable for your martial soul?"

Zhang Yu had long known that the master would ask such a question, and he had already made a draft in his heart yesterday, "No, teacher, I think this soul skill can strengthen my control and increase my attack power." ”

The master stared at Zhang Yu silently, staring at Zhang Yu's straight hair,

He didn't believe that Zhang Yu didn't know what soul ring he was suitable for, and there would definitely be his own reasons for choosing this soul ring.

However, as a teacher, he still has the obligation to explain: "You don't lack offensive means, nor do you lack control, this soul skill makes Qianying hard, of course, it can increase the lethality of Qianying,

But as a control system, it is still based on control, and you should choose the soul ring that can allow Qianying to weaken the enemy in control.

Rather than just hardening and locking off the enemy like ice, this is too much for Chikage. ”

"But it's not romantic at all, teacher, you must know that working positively is a man's romance." Zhang Yu said with a wistful face, thinking that when the time came, he would carry a forty-meter knife to cut people.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the master's hard face, tapped Zhang Yu's head, and scolded with a smile: "Romantic? You're a control system, and you want to fight the enemy head-on, do you think you're a strong attacker? ”

I'm sorry, I really have the idea of wanting to develop in this direction, Zhang Yu pouted and touched his head, forget it, get used to it,

Besides, who said that the control system must be honestly controlled,

Look at the archers next door, they're all melee maniacs,

You look at the assassins on the other side, each of them is a Berserk Creed,

Then I'm going to be an aggressive control system, it shouldn't be a big problem, right?

Zhang Yu summoned a short knife in his hand, looking at the metallic luster on the black knife, a smirk appeared on his face, I can use a thousand shadows to turn into all kinds of weapons, is that a wave of gold shining?

No, my weapons are all black, and they can't be called golden.

It should be called pitch black, huh? That's a good name!

"I decided." Zhang Yu's hands clapped, his eyes were shining, his face was full of excitement and impatience, if Tang San was present, he would definitely be able to see Zhang Yu's expression when he took the name,

"Teacher, if I can become a Title Douluo, I will be called Black Paint Douluo."

Black Paint Douluo?

The master was thundered by this name, his eyes turned from Qianying to Zhang Yu, and his eyes looked at him with some pity,

Am I being too harsh on this child, there is something wrong with my IQ now, obviously I used to be very smart.

Feeling the different emotions in the master's eyes staring at him, Zhang Yu pinched his nose in embarrassment, and just said what he was thinking in his mind for a while.

Now that I think about it carefully, I feel that this name is indeed a little imperfect, Black Paint Douluo feels like it is painted, no wonder the teacher looks at him a little strangely,

It should be called Black Pitch Douluo.

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After Zhang Yu said seven or eight titles in a row that he would become a Title Douluo in the future, the master drove Zhang Yu out of the woods with a black face.

"I feel sad for his future child." The master stroked his forehead, and there was a burst of pain in the trigeminal nerve, he could be regarded as seeing Zhang Yu's naming ability.

Very good, very creative, the master covered his conscience and forcibly comforted himself.

"Ah, Zhang Yu, I found you."

Ning Rongrong's voice came from his ears, and when he turned his head to look, the girl in front of him made Zhang Yu's eyes widen a lot.

"What's wrong, isn't it pretty?" Ning Rongrong lifted the ends of the hair around his ears, his face was a little nervous and blushing,

In the dormitory, she heard Xiao Wu say that Zhang Yu likes a single ponytail, so she specially tied a ponytail today, but her hair is a little short, so she doesn't know if it looks good or not.

Ning Rongrong's shy and nervous appearance made Zhang Yu a little stunned, and he quickly shook his head, Mom, he is so charming when he is only twelve years old, and he has it when he grows up.

Seeing Zhang Yu shaking his head, the shyness and nervousness on Ning Rongrong's face quickly faded, and he said with some loss: "Don't you like it, then I'll untie it." ”

Anyway, stretch out your hand and untie it.

"Don't," Zhang Yu hurriedly grabbed her hand, stopped her movements, and said, "Who said I didn't like it, I was just a little surprised." ”

Just a little surprised?

Ning Rongrong was a little angry in his heart and said, "Is it only surprise? Then why are you shaking your head? ”

"Uh...

Zhang Yu stared at Ning Rongrong's face hesitantly, his eyes swept over her chest and legs, do I want to say that it was because I was suddenly obscene that I shook my head?

"Can I not say it?"

"What do you say?"

"Yes."

"Huh."

"Okay, okay, I said, I like your ponytail, but I prefer a long ponytail,"

Zhang Yu coughed lightly, his eyes aimed at Ning Rongrong's buttocks, which was not quite straight, and said solemnly: "It's best to go to the ass, cough cough, I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong, this is purely personal preference." ”

Long ponytail, to the ass ......

Ning Rongrong took notes in her heart and touched her ponytail with her hand, it seemed that she was going to keep her hair for a long time.

"By the way, how did you find me?" Zhang Yu asked curiously, he was called away by the master as soon as he finished cultivating early in the morning, and now he hasn't eaten breakfast.

"As it happens, do you believe it?" Ning Rongrong's face was faintly red again, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at Zhang Yu's face.

She found that Zhang Yu was not there in the cafeteria, and asked Tang San, who was eating breakfast, and learned that Zhang Yu was called by the master to the woods, quickly ate his breakfast without a trace, and took a walk with the others under the pretext of saying goodbye, so she sneaked over.

"Goo-goo-goo-goo

Zhang Yu's stomach came with a rumbling sound, after obtaining the third soul ring, his appetite increased significantly, and now that he was growing his body again, he ate more, and it was uncomfortable not to eat.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet, so let's go back to the cafeteria first, or it's too late, and I'll be hungry all morning as soon as the assembly sounds." Zhang Yu said with a smile, he was so hungry, he wanted to go back and eat a lot of food quickly.

At this time, the soul guide on Ning Rongrong's wrist shone brightly, and a big steamed bun was grabbed by her hand and handed it to Zhang Yu, her face turned to the side, and she said, "Eat, I originally planned to make dim sum." ”

Who eats such a big bun for dim sum, Zhang Yu was a little tearful for a while, Rongrong, I understand, I understand, you are too good to me.

Zhang Yu was moved and immediately bit off half of the steamed bun in his hand with his mouth, and then froze in place.

Tears gathered in his eyes, his lips and face slowly turned red, and he felt a flame pass from his stomach through his throat to his mouth.

"This steamed bun! There are ........."

"Hahaha." Ning Rongrong held her stomach and laughed, a smile of successful conspiracy flashed in her eyes, she knew that Zhang Yu didn't eat breakfast, but she specially prepared a steamed bun for him with enough ingredients.

"Spicy, spicy, give me water." Zhang Yu stuck out his tongue and kept fanning it with his hands, saliva began to secrete, and tears fell to the ground along his chin.

Ning Rongrong saw Zhang Yu's tears and snot flowing out, smiled a little from ear to ear, took out a pot of water from the soul guide, and handed it to Zhang Yu with trembling hands.

Zhang Yu took the water and hesitated for a few seconds, but because this steamed bun was too spicy, he lifted the kettle and poured it into his mouth.

Grunt, about a liter of water was quickly drunk by Zhang Yu,

"Alive." Zhang Yu supported his knees with his hands, his tongue spit out, panting, what kind of pepper is this, so fierce, it almost didn't make him spew fire.

Ning Rongrong saw that Zhang Yu seemed to have recovered, so he walked up to him with a smile, patted Zhang Yu's back, and said with a wicked smile: "How is it, how is the spicy taste of the Tianjiao vine in the past ten years?" ”

Zhang Yu glanced at her angrily, and turned his gaze away, ten years of soul beasts, no wonder.

"Angry?"

A hint of cunning appeared in Ning Rongrong's eyes, his jade-like fingers pulled Zhang Yu's face, a few pastries appeared in his hands, put them in front of him, and said with a smile: "No, this is compensation for you, I made it myself yesterday." ”

The eldest lady still has this skill?

Zhang Yu sullenly took the green pastry, hesitated for a moment, and said, "This can't be another Tianjiao vine." ”

Ning Rongrong smiled: "Don't worry, this is a very normal pastry." ”

I'll believe in you again.

Zhang Yu opened his mouth to bite down on the pastry, felt the just right sweetness wandering on his taste buds, wiped off all the spicy taste just now, and said suspiciously: "Is this really what you did?" ”

"Or else?" Ning Rongrong raised his chin and said proudly, making pastries is a must for a lady.

Zhang Yu ate all the remaining pastries in his hand, feeling that it was still not enough, and asked tentatively, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Of course."

Taking the pastry that Ning Rongrong took out again, Zhang Yu asked with some hesitation: "Rongrong, do you still have enough water for you to drink?" ”

Ning Rongrong was a little puzzled, and asked curiously, "Yes, what's wrong?" ”

"That's good."

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, quickly ate the pastry, looked at Ning Rongrong's pink little mouth, and the hand hidden behind his back pinching half of the steamed bun slowly revealed.

"Next, it might be a little spicy."