Chapter 33 Shock
“Drunk? How could I be drunk?”
Leng Yaozhu chuckled lightly and waved his hand.
Qiangu Qitian looked at the drunken Leng Yaozhu in silence, feeling a little complicated in his heart.
Alcohol is nothing to a soul master, let alone a super Douluo-level soul master like Leng Yaozhu.
Her metabolic capacity is several times that of ordinary people.
"Today, maybe it is a sad day for her."
The original work does not mention much about Leng Yaozhu. For thousands of years, Qitian only knows that she and Leng Yulai The entanglement and secret love for Yun Ming...
Qiangu Qitian shook his head and no longer thought about these things that had no meaning to him at this time.
The table of delicacies prepared by Leng Yaozhu was solved by Qiangu Qitian alone.
Leng Yaozhu was sitting on a chair, looking at Qiangu Qitian with a smile, and taking a sip of Baihua Brew from time to time.
Seeing Qiangu Qitian finish eating, Leng Yaozhu stretched his waist, and his perfect curves were visible at a glance.
"I'm going back to my room first. You, hiccup, will stay in the room next to me tonight."
When she was about to leave, Qiangu Qitian suddenly called her out: " Happy birthday, teacher.”
Leng Yaozhu, who had just stood up, froze, and his somewhat blurred eyes regained some clarity.
She seemed to have become the gentle and intellectual teacher she used to be.
“Thank you, Xiaotian.”
Leng Yaozhu came to Qiangu Qitian’s side. Qiangu Qitian felt his cheeks icy, his head was slightly raised, his eyes relatively.
Qiangu Qitian has seen Leng Yaozhu like this countless times.
But Leng Yaozhu today is different from before.
A strand of her hair hung down, making Qiangu Qitian feel a little itchy. The fragrance was mixed with the smell of Baihua Brewing, which had a unique taste.
"Old..."
Before Qiangu Qitian could say the word "Master", Leng Yaozhu leaned down and felt a warm touch coming from his forehead.
This kiss was like a dragonfly touching water, but it also left a shallow mark on Qiangu Qitian's forehead.
“Thank you for accompanying me on this birthday.”
After saying that, Leng Yaozhu turned around and walked up the stairs to the second floor.
Qiangu Qitian touched the moist spot on his forehead, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After clearing the table and dishes, Qiangu Qitian was also ready to take a bath and go to bed.
Wushuang has some clothes prepared, so there is no need to worry about not having anything to wear.
After all, in battles between soul masters, clothes bursting are common.
You can't continue to wear tattered clothes after fighting and pretending to be 13.
After entering the bathroom, Qiangu Qitian looked at the bathtub and showerhead and chose the latter without any hesitation.
Ten minutes later, a wet Qiangu Qitian walked out of the mist-filled bathroom.
While wiping his hair, he walked directly into the guest bedroom closest to the bathroom.
When he entered the door, Qiangu Qitian was stunned.
Because the bedroom decoration doesn't look like a guest bedroom at all.
But inside the house, even if it was cleaned every day, Qiangu Qitian could feel a sense of desertion, probably because no one had lived there for a long time.
The color that can be seen everywhere in the house is pink, pink walls, pink curtains, pink wardrobe, pink dresser...
No matter how you look at it, this looks like a little girl room.
“…Teacher, for whom is this room prepared?”
Qiangu Qitian scratched his head, but his spirit was very exhausted after a day of practice. If he couldn't think clearly, he should go to sleep. Pulling the curtains closed, Qiangu Qitian lay straight on the bed.
Not recognizing the bed, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Qiangu Qitian, who was supposed to sleep until dawn and wake up naturally, suddenly felt that someone was watching him next to him, which made him feel very uneasy.
Drowning his eyes open a crack, Qiangu Qitian saw a figure standing next to him.
Because the room was relatively dark, Qiangu Qitian judged that this person should be his teacher Leng Yaozhu based on his body shape.
He asked in a hoarse voice: "Teacher, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qiangu Qitian felt his neck tighten, and a strong sense of suffocation made him The sleepiness disappeared instantly.
A breath of death surrounded him.
Qiangu Qitian's eyes widened and he broke into a cold sweat. At this moment, he finally saw clearly who was coming.
She is 67% similar to Leng Yaozhu, but her dark makeup makes her look even colder. Her long black hair is hidden under the hat of a black robe, with only a strand hanging down in front of her forehead.
"Kid, you called that bitch teacher?"
Her eyes narrowed, her voice was clearly crisp, but it made Qiangu Qitian feel a sense of malice rarely seen in the world.
An identity in Qiangu Qitian's mind instantly matched the person in front of him - Dark Phoenix Douluo, Leng Yulai.
The person in front of him didn't seem to have a strong desire to kill him. Whenever he couldn't breathe, the hand on his neck would loosen a little.
Just when he thought he could take a second breath, he was completely blocked again.
Qiangu Qitian felt that Leng Yulai was playing a cat and mouse game.
After a cat catches a mouse, it will not kill it directly. Instead, it will keep playing with its prey and let it die slowly in pain and despair.
And Qiangu Qitian is the arrested mouse.
“You, are you the owner of this room?”
Qiangu Qitian said this sentence with some difficulty. At this moment, his face had turned from pale to purple.
He must find a way to save himself.
Leng Yaozhu can no longer be counted on, otherwise Leng Yulai would not be able to appear in this room.
Hearing Qiangu Qitian’s words, Leng Yulai’s strength on his hand visibly stagnated.
It was the right time to relax. Qiangu Qitian took a few big breaths of fresh air and stared at Leng Yulai in front of him with his bloodshot eyes.
At this time, he had regained some strength, and his brain, which had become chaotic and sluggish due to lack of oxygen, began to work rapidly.
"That bitch only knows how to be hypocritical!"
Leng Yulai suddenly roared, and when the strength in his hand was about to increase again, Qiangu Qitian activated the magic weapon on his neck. That silver necklace.
The water drop pendant instantly turned into a stream of light, and a terrifying wave of white flames struck Leng Yulai in front of him.
The pupils in Leng Yaozhu's purple eyes shrank suddenly, and a high-pitched phoenix cry exploded in the ears of the two of them among the white flame waves.
Facing such a terrifying blow, Leng Yulai, who was defenseless, was directly hit hard.
“Poof~”
She vomited blood, and her whole body flew backwards, and did not stop until she was close to the wall.
Obviously she had been seriously injured, but there was still a proud smile on her face:
"This is the only thing you should have."
Qiangu Qitian had just summoned his Coiling Dragon Stick martial spirit, but he didn't even have time to summon the spirit ring. His eyes flashed, and Leng Yulai appeared in front of him again.
"Pfft~"
Qiangu Qitian's abdomen felt like a heavy blow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
(End of this chapter)