Douluo Dragon King: Nine Dragons Break the Abyss

Chapter 107 “Uninvited Guest”

"Hmm~"

Mu Xi rested her forehead against Qiangu Qitian's chin, stood on tiptoe, and let out a moan that aroused infinite reverie.

She closed her eyes simply because she didn't want Qiangu Qitian to see her rolling her eyes.

At the moment the fire dragon's soul entered Yaoyang, Qiangu Qitian could feel that the petite body of the person in his arms could not help but tremble.

"Forehead……"

Qiangu Qitian looked towards the door guiltily, and when he saw that it was closed, he felt relieved.

If Mu Chen saw this scene, whether he, as an old father, would go completely crazy or not, Qiangu Qitian had no way of knowing.

"Sister Xi, adjust your breath and calm your mind."

After hearing Qiangu Qitian's words, Mu Xi, who was immersed in comfort, regained a bit of clarity.

She no longer indulged passively, but tried to feel the energy brought by the fire dragon soul of the Eternal Heaven, and tried to dominate it.

As time passed, Mu Xi's martial soul Yaoyang was now one third larger than when it was first summoned.

The red light emitted is deeper, even weird.

Unimaginably horrific temperatures spread throughout the house, and the metal in some places had even begun to melt.

This is the evolution of martial soul.

“Xiao, Xiaotian, I, I can’t stand it anymore.”

Beads of sweat began to appear on Mu Xi's forehead, and the huge amount of energy made her body feel uncomfortable.

Qiangu Qitian gently kissed Mu Xi on the forehead, and the green life energy relieved her pain.

Qiangu Qitian did not continue to help Mu Xi's martial soul evolve. He let the fire dragon soul come out of Mu Xi's martial soul.

"Hmm~"

At this moment, the person in his arms couldn't help but let out a charming sound again.

Mu Xi always felt empty inside.

It seems like something is missing.

She leaned weakly in Qiangu Qitian's arms, her rosy lips slightly parted, breathing heavily, her breath as sweet as orchid, spraying on Qiangu Qitian's neck, making the latter a little distracted.

"Cough cough."

Qiangu Qitian showed great concentration. While waiting for Mu Xi to recover, Qiangu Qitian planned the next test in his mind.

After the first experiment, Qiangu Qitian finally figured out one thing.

There is no possibility of a fusion of spirits between him and Mu Xi.

There is no way, the quality gap between the two martial spirits is too big.

Mu Xi's Yaoyang martial soul is considered a top-level martial soul. Possessing some of the power of the sun, her potential is not inferior to that of the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Silver Emperor.

And Qiangu Qitian's Panlong Stick is very likely to be a dragon god-level existence.

That is the highest existence among the 108 planes of the Douluo God Realm!

At present, the only person who has the possibility of fusing his spirit with Qiangu Qitian is Gu Yuena.

The martial spirits of the two have the same origin. Although there are certain differences between them, they are not too different after all.

After Mu Xi had almost recovered, Qiangu Qi Tiancai gently touched her red lips.

"Sister Xi, let's forge."

The gentle voice made Mu Xi rub against Qiangu Qitian behind her.

"it is good."

The two of them maintained this posture and began to forge the molten red iron.

Hammer after hammer fell, and sparks continued to fly.

The red light of molten hematite reflected on their faces.

With Qiangu Qitian's assistance, this forging went exceptionally smoothly.

Every time Mu Xi swung the hammer, Qiangu Qitian would slightly correct Mu Xi's strength from behind.

Pay attention to every detail in every step.

Mu Xi suddenly felt that she liked forging more.

Unconsciously, the two had spent a whole day in the forging training room. If it weren't for Mu Xi's stomach protesting, they seemed to have forgotten the time. Mu Xi blushed slightly and whispered, "I, I'm hungry."

Qiangu Qitian stretched out his hand and pinched Mu Xi's little face: "Let's go eat something."

"Ah."

They did not think of looking for a restaurant outside, but chose to eat in the restaurant of the Donghai City Blacksmith Association.

There is no other reason. Most of the food here contains rich energy and blood, which is very suitable for blacksmiths to eat.

While eating in the cafeteria, the two happened to meet Muchen and Tang Wulin who were also eating.

At this moment, there were already ten stacked plates next to Tang Wulin, and he was still working hard on a large plate of food.

It was a bowl of fried rice. The rice was Chiyang rice from the south. Although it was not as good as the Moonlight rice that matures once every three years and grows near the far north, it also contained a lot of energy essence.

Chiyang rice also has its benefits.

It’s simple, the output is high.

The ingredient of the fried rice is bloody beef. As the name suggests, this kind of cattle also contains huge qi and blood power.

Most blacksmiths would only eat two plates at most after forging, but for Tang Wulin, this was just the beginning.

"big eater."

Mu Xi complained in a low voice, which made Qiangu Qitian beside him feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem. Sister Xi, please stop scolding me."

Mu Xi rubbed Qiangu Qitian's arm apologetically and said aggrievedly: "I'm sorry, Xiaotian, I forgot that you can eat a lot too."

Qiangu Qitian: ...

"whee."

Mu Xi showed a triumphant smile on her face, "Okay, being able to eat is a blessing. Today is my treat, you can't lose to that brat!"

Qiangu Qitian shook his head: "Forget it..."

after an hour.

Tang Wulin patted his stomach contentedly. Looking at the thirty plates stacked in front of him, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

But when he looked to his side, he was stunned.

In front of Qiangu Qitian, there was also a pile of plates, the height of which was already higher than that in front of Tang Wulin.

And Mu Xi was still providing food to Qiangu Qitian continuously.

"Brother Xiaotian, you are so awesome!"

Tang Wulin felt a sense of frustration in his heart.

This was the first time he lost to someone in terms of appetite.

"Wulin, you still need to practice."

Mu Chen said earnestly.

It's not about forging, but about appetite.

In the next few days, Qiangu Qitian accompanied Mu Xi in the forging studio to practice forging.

By the way, it also helped her improve the quality of her martial soul.

Simple and sweet.

On this day, the two prepared to return to the hotel as usual.

Just as she was about to leave, Mu Xi received a soul-guided communication from her mother Yuan Baoer.

After hanging up the call, Mu Xi said to Qiangu Qitian with an apologetic and embarrassed look on her face: "Xiaotian, I can't accompany you today. My mother asked me to go home."

Qiangu Qitian expressed his understanding: "It's okay, Aunt Baoer hasn't seen you for a few days, it's time to go back."

As Mu Xi was reluctant to leave, the two kissed goodbye.

On the side, Mu Chen, who was sitting in the soul guide's cab, looked straight ahead, ignoring the intimacy between the two.

Qiangu Qitian watched Mu Xi get into the car and leave, and then returned to the hotel under Qiangu Ming's escort.

The moment he opened the door, his eyes narrowed slightly.

There is someone in the room.

(End of this chapter)