Chapter 122: Bibi Dong, full of murderous intentions, an ordinary day

That night.

Lu Mingchuan embraced Huang Quan, whom he had not seen for many days.

What happened next was something that everyone loved to see. (The word n ​​is omitted here)
Unlike Lu Mingchuan, Bibi Dong was tossing and turning in her bedroom at this time.

Because there was a voice in his head constantly urging him to kill Lu Mingchuan as soon as possible.

"I know. I will definitely kill Lu Mingchuan who harmed Xiaogang."

“So there’s no need to rush.”

He spoke in a depressed tone, not knowing who he was talking to, and rubbed his head uncomfortably.

I got up from the bed and went to the table to pour myself a glass of water.

The moonlight shone down, reflecting her voluptuous figure in only pajamas.

"Gudong, gudong."

He drank the herbal tea in the cup in big gulps to replenish the water he had just lost, then slowly sat down at the table, staring at the remaining tea in the cup in a daze.

The tea in the cup was slowly ripples, and in a trance she seemed to see the face of Yu Xiaogang when she was young.

"Xiao Gang."

It was unknown what he was thinking about, but Pope Bibi Dong, who was so solemn during the day, now had a look of confusion in his eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, Yu Xiaogang's face in the cup turned into Lu Mingchuan's handsome face.

It only took her a moment to come back to her senses, and she crushed the teacup in her hand with gritted teeth.

"Lu Mingchuan"

The hatred in my heart for him grew deeper and deeper, until the flames of hatred lit up in my eyes.

Upon seeing this, a dark figure in the divine world chuckled a few times and then left.

After the pain in her head subsided for a while, Bibi Dong lay back on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day.

Lu Mingchuan pulled his head out of the two water balloons, took a breath of the sweet air, and then opened his eyes.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I found a pair of purple eyes staring at me without blinking.

"Are you awake so early? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Huang Quan shook his head. Lu Mingchuan wanted to say something but suddenly felt a small hand grabbing his handle.

They were young men full of vigor and vitality, and especially early in the morning, my younger brother kept saluting.

He became even more spirited after being caught by the other party.

"Morning exercise?" Lu Mingchuan uttered these two words with some doubt.

Huang Quan did not say anything, but expressed his thoughts through actions.

"Ugh"

"Why haven't Achuan and Mei gotten up yet?" a certain pink-haired ball sighed.

Huang Quan would have woken up at this time normally, but Lu Mingchuan's return made her, who was extremely hardworking, become lazy.

Jing Liu silently glanced at Lu Mingchuan's house and then looked away. She knew what the two were doing.

But looking at Ellie in front of her, she didn't tell her.

"Since they won't get up, let's cook first." Jingliu made a suggestion and Ai Li nodded.

After all, if they don’t cook, they will be hungry this morning.

A lovely girl can't starve in her own home.

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Mingchuan and Huang Quan, who was wearing a purple dress, walked out of the room.

At this time, Ellie had finished cooking and had been waiting for them for a while. When she saw the two of them, she started complaining.

Hearing this, Lu Mingchuan could only continue to comfort the pink-haired ball, while Huang Quan, who was beside him, had a slightly red cheek from an angle that Ai Li couldn't see. "Okay, the food is getting cold."

In the end, it was Jingliu who helped Lu Mingchuan out of the predicament, otherwise this pink-haired ball would never give up.

She finally got this opportunity to bully Lu Mingchuan, so she had to seize it.

But for Jingliu's sake, I will let him go this time.

After they had breakfast, Lu Mingchuan went back to his room to practice. Ai Li pestered Jing Liu to tell her what interesting things had happened this time.

Jingliu thought about it and embellished the story of several soul beasts they encountered when they were looking for the Sea God Island.

Huang Quan went back to her room to sleep. Over the past few years, Lu Mingchuan had helped her develop a good habit of going to bed on time.

She suddenly started to feel a little uncomfortable staying up all night and needed to go back to her room to catch up on some sleep.

But she didn't think there was anything wrong with this. It meant that her past that had been left in nothingness was slowly being retrieved.

The only sound in the hall now was Jingliu's cold voice telling Ai Li a story.

And the occasional supporting voice from Ai Li.

Lu Mingchuan in the room suddenly opened his eyes. When he was at sea, every time he practiced, he would be disturbed by illusions.

But during this practice he keenly discovered the differences.

He could clearly feel that the speed at which the upper limit of imaginary energy in his body was increasing was more than ten times faster than before.

And somehow he felt like he was walking on a broad road, and every second he practiced he would make a little progress on it.

His sixth sense told him that this was his fate, as did his own guess.

After all, this feeling is just short of being born as a stupid loli with white stockings, and then telling him directly that this is his fate.

He felt excited when he thought that he was now a destiny traveler. With this excitement, he closed his eyes again and began to practice.

As he continued walking on the road, the column representing his level on the panel was slowly changing.

Although it looks a bit slow, if it is projected in front of a Douluo soul master, the other party will definitely be horrified.

Because in just a short while, Lu Mingchuan's level was almost up to seventy-three, which was inseparable from his efforts at sea in the past few days.

It was a bit regrettable to talk about Lu Mingchuan. With so many people on Poseidon Island, he only contributed a mere 121 levels of critical hits.

According to the system's judgment, only this number of people are above his level, and the rest are all low-level soul masters.

But he was also very satisfied with this number, which was more than his efforts in previous years.

Although he didn't work very hard before, when he talked about hard work, he thought of Monkey King.

Infinite power instantly appeared in his hands, and the hatred of being kicked to death by the Fengrao Black Deer a few days ago also popped up in his mind.

He opened his eyes and entered Monkey Brother’s copy. This time he no longer needed the little monkey to lead the way.

It can be said that he is even more familiar with the route from his birthplace to the Monkey King's cave than the monkeys.

He did not summon the Imperial Bow, but just clenched his fists and attacked him. Within a few moves, the opponent was killed.

Seeing this, Lu Mingchuan breathed a sigh of relief. If he couldn't beat the Fengrao Black Deer, how could he beat this monkey brother?

After coming out and venting his emotions, he could even feel that his cultivation speed had increased a bit.

It seems that I need to visit Brother Monkey more often in the future to catch up with the past, I thought to myself.

In a blink of an eye, an ordinary day passed.

Lu Mingchuan successfully reached level 73. Compared with his previous speed, his current speed was simply incredible.

After dinner, an uninvited guest suddenly arrived at his house.

The person who came had golden hair, beautiful facial features and fair skin, indicating that she was Qian Renxue without her disguise.

　Lao Yun, you must win the resurrection match!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)