Chapter 2 Wangfu’s Liu Erlong, a big reward explosion

Author: The sucking pig

Chapter 2 Wangfu’s Liu Erlong, a big reward explosion

"Xiao Gang, come on, keep drinking!"

Watching Zhou Yi leave, Flanders put down his wine glass, directly raised the wine jar, and took a big gulp of wine.

Drinking wine makes you sad and makes you even more sad.

He also likes Liu Erlong.

It's a pity that he is so ugly.

Not competitive.

Now he is still forcing a smile to attend the wedding of his favorite goddess as a friend. You can imagine the bitterness in his heart.

Thinking that my beloved goddess will soon become someone else's wife.

Flanders was heartbroken, feeling like silver needles piercing his heart.

"Boss Fu, do it!"

Yu Xiaogang also brought up the wine jar, turned his grief and anger into strength, took a big gulp, choked, and wanted to get drunk before resting.

Alcohol can numb people's nerves.

Only drunk.

Only then can he forget that tonight is Liu Erlong's bridal chamber with flowers and candles.

Forget the bitterness in your heart!

Cup after cup...

Flanders fell.

Yu Xiaogang was also drunk.

He was lying on the table, and with his drunken eyes, he suddenly saw a beautiful and refined fairy appearing on the rooftop in the distance.

There is a crescent moon above the fairy's head, and the cold moonlight shines on her body, complementing her jade-like skin. It is like a fairy from the Moon Palace descending to the mortal world, and she is vaguely familiar:

"Dong'er..."

A beautiful and refined figure flashed in Yu Xiaogang's mind, that was his first love goddess.

He tried hard to open his eyes to see clearly, but because he drank too much and became drunk, his vision became increasingly blurry.

Intense fatigue and sleepiness constantly invaded every nerve in him, and his eyelids trembled as if they were under heavy pressure.

Finally, he was too sleepy.

His body fell softly on Flanders' lap, he held Flanders in his arms, and fell asleep, murmuring in his mouth:

"Dong'er, Erlong..."

"Book of Changes...Liu Erlong..."

On the roof, Bibi Dong was dressed in white, her skin was like snow, and her eyes as bright as the moon looked at Zhou Yi who was walking towards the bridal chamber, her eyes full of complexity.

He didn't notice Yu Xiaogang in the banquet at all.

"When I am awarded the title of Douluo, I will spread the red makeup for Qing Shili!"

"You lied to me!"

"Where did I lie to you?"

"You can't become a titled Douluo!"

"I can!"

"So what? Can I make you a baby?"

"My wives are all big or small!"

"By the time you give me the title of Douluo, I will already be old and yellow!"

"Within ten years."

"impossible!"

"How about we bet a gold coin?"

"Can't you marry me?"

"Martial Soul Hall will not agree. I will die and you will be miserable."

"..."

This is the conversation Bibi Dong had when he found Zhou Yi before Zhou Yi married Liu Erlong.

At that time, Zhou Yi had already awakened the system.

He is confident that he will become a titled Douluo within ten years, and by then he will no longer be afraid of the Spirit Hall.

As for now.

He really can't marry Bibi Dong.

He is not an idiot like Yu Xiaogang, who does things without considering the consequences.

Bibi Dong is a love brain.

He is not.

You must consider the consequences of doing things.

If you don't have the strength, you'll just have to live on your own.

As long as he doesn't abduct Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong will be safe and she will still be a high-ranking, pure and pure saint in Wuhun Palace.

The Secret Chamber Douluo will not appear either.

"Zhou Yi... I will give you ten years!"

"If you fail to become a titled Douluo within ten years, I will kill you and Liu Erlong!"

Watching Zhou Yi walk into the bridal chamber, close the door, and lose sight of his figure, Bibi Dong's eyes became cold and her heart became cruel.

If Zhou Yizhen becomes a titled Douluo within ten years, it is not impossible for her...

Is it just possible?

Nowadays, Zhou Yi is in his twenties before he becomes a great soul master. Even if he is a top martial soul, it is almost impossible for him to train from a great soul master to a titled Douluo in ten years.

What's more, Zhou Yi's Wuhun is still so rubbish?

Even becoming a soul master is difficult.

Just thinking of Zhou Yi's confident eyes, Bibi Dong was not sure.

Because this is a man who can create miracles.

Can turn the impossible into possible!

"Let's go!"

After gathering her thoughts, Bibi Dong turned around and left with Ghost Douluo. She also had to practice hard.

If she had the strength of a titled Douluo now, Zhou Yi might not marry Liu Erlong but marry her.

"Zhou Yi is also smart enough to marry Liu Erlong early. Now that the saint has given up, His Majesty the Pope can rest assured!"

Ghost Douluo withdrew his gaze, and his ghostly figure melted into the darkness, as if he had never appeared before, and left with Bibi Dong!

…

Zhou Mansion.

In the wedding room.

Wearing a wedding dress and a red hijab, Liu Erlong sat on the edge of the wedding bed, his white and tender hands squared on his thighs, and his fingers pinched the corners of his skirt.

His broad mind was trembling because of the tension and anxiety in his heart.

Even though she is arrogant, hates evil, has a hot temper, and is lively and cheerful, she is no different from an ordinary little girl who gets married.

Crunch.

The door was pushed open, and Liu Erlong's delicate body trembled. As the door closed, clear footsteps continued to approach.

She knew it was Zhou Yi.

When Hei Zhulin first met, she was shocked by Zhou Yi's appearance.

But she is not the kind of woman who only cares about her looks.

after.

She was conquered by Zhou Yi's talent and wisdom.
To be continued...