Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

"I hope so..." Qian Renxue gave Ye Qiu a deep look.

I don't particularly care whether he's just being perfunctory or not.

These things will eventually come to a conclusion.

He can hide for a while, but not forever.

If he keeps refusing...

Then she had no choice but to kill him.

Thinking this to himself, he opened the top drawer next to the desk.

You should put the book back in your hand.

Ye Qiu glanced over there and saw that besides the unorthodox book "Dragon Essence Tiger Fierce Skill," there was also a porcelain bottle.

Ye Qiu still had some recollection of that bottle.

It seemed that he had deliberately left it for Qian Renxue after he had slapped her bottom until it was swollen.

Qian Renxue also saw the bottle of ointment and pursed her red lips.

I can feel that the wound I just bit is still not completely healed.

He glanced at Ye Qiu and smiled foolishly.

He then took the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

Then he grabbed the long brocade box that Ye Qiu had been longing for and put it in his arms.

"Come with me!"

After calling out to Ye Qiu, Qian Renxue walked towards the table in the middle without turning her head.

Ye Qiu looked at her strangely and could only follow closely behind.

"What's matter?"

"Come sit here and help me apply the medicine!" Qian Renxue put down the brocade box and patted the seat next to her.

"Apply medicine? I can cure you directly, why bother with all that?"

Ye Qiu frowned and sat down next to her.

"I just think using the ointment would be better... Hurry up! As a friend, what's wrong with helping out?!"

Qian Renxue blushed and stuffed the small porcelain bottle into Ye Qiu's hand.

Then he stretched his face out in front of Ye Qiu.

Look at him straight.

"Alright!" Ye Qiu said, seeing Qian Renxue's insistent expression.

Unable to argue with her, he had no choice but to open the porcelain bottle and gently scrape a layer of the ointment onto his fingertip.

Looking at the exquisite and perfect face in front of him, Ye Qiu gently reached out and touched her red lips.

It was warm, soft, and very elastic...

Qian Renxue's eyes were filled with shyness, but she remained motionless, staring straight at Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu tried to keep her movements as quiet as possible, looking at this difficult woman.

I felt rather powerless.

Fortunately, although it seems to be a bit broken.

But they were still quite rational.

I won't do anything reckless for now.

Looking at Qian Renxue's blushing cheeks and her eyes that held a hint of joy as she looked at him, he realized he was in the right place.

Ye Qiu suddenly realized that he had another way to pass the level.

Maybe... I could use my good looks to win her over?

Um... I wonder if this will worsen her condition?!

"Hi~!"

Ye Qiu suddenly gasped.

When he came to his senses and looked at Qian Renxue, he saw that her fingertips had already been put into his mouth.

Ye Qiu frowned as she felt the pain.

When your fingertips are bitten by silver teeth, you can feel a warm, slippery, and gentle caress.

Qian Renxue grabbed Ye Qiu with both hands and pulled him away.

There was a small wound on it, not very deep.

The blood had been sucked clean.

Qian Renxue said in a huff:

"Stop having those filthy thoughts in your mind."

"I won't let you touch me until you've distanced yourself from those women!"

Although she had no idea what Ye Qiu, who was staring blankly at her, was thinking.

But then her eyes suddenly softened with tenderness.

But she still managed to guess some of it.

Ye Qiu said sheepishly, "I didn't have any dirty thoughts, don't slander me!"

"Hmph! You know perfectly well whether you have it or not!"

Qian Renxue then took Ye Qiu's finger and gently scraped it against her lips twice.

Here, have some ointment with you...

After saying that, he let go of Ye Qiu's hand and put away the small porcelain bottle.

Ye Qiu stared blankly.

My mind is a little hard to turn around.

So, if I can't touch her, then she can touch me, right?

"Are we really friends...? Something feels off..."

"What? What else could it be but friends? This is how I interact with my best friends!"

"Besides, as I just said, you're a dead man anyway, why are you thinking so much?!"

Qian Renxue hurriedly avoided Ye Qiu's gaze, taking the opportunity to put the ointment back on the desk.

He quickly ran out.

Although she had already thought about Ye Qiu's final fate.

But she could also get an answer from Ye Qiu before that by her own efforts!

She believed she had that charm.

That's what makes Ye Qiu love him so wholeheartedly.

"Alright, this is the soul bone you wanted!"

Qian Renxue returned to the table, pushed the long brocade box in front of Ye Qiu, and then opened it.

Inside lay a soul bone of exceptional quality.

Something was flashing with bursts of electricity, and there were electric arcs that kept jumping like small snakes.

"This is a right arm bone, from Death Valley, from a 75,000-year-old thunder beast, which my grandfather personally slew. You got it for free!"

Thunder beast.

It is a unique soul beast found only in Death Valley.

The quantity is scarce.

His entire body was enveloped in lightning, like a dazzling thundercloud, making it impossible to see his figure.

It feeds on lightning falling from the sky and rarely touches the ground in its entire life.

Once it lands, it will be a disaster for most of the spirit beasts on the ground.

Moreover, it has a very bad temper and a powerful attack; once you provoke it, it will fight to the death.

The reason for this is that it has very low intelligence.

According to ordinary soul beasts, they can acquire some basic intelligence after ten thousand years.

But the Thunder Beast is different; it's like a simple-minded brute.

Many years ago, this thunder beast went berserk and almost broke out of the entrance managed by the Spirit Hall.

That's why he was killed by Qian Daoliu's sword.

"Seventy-five thousand years old?" Ye Qiu reached out and picked up the soul bone, feeling a tingling sensation as soon as he touched it.