Chapter 111: Taking the Soul Ring and Soul Bone

In the center of the huge carved bed, Zi Ji was lying sideways.

Her skin is like snow, her figure is slender, her chest is round and full, and her thighs are straight and slender.

At this moment, she put on a set of purple lace underwear made of just a few pieces of fabric.

The fabric was thin and fitted tightly to her curves that could drive any man crazy.

The edge of the deep purple lace can barely cover the spring light that is about to emerge, and the deep ravines seem to swallow up people's sight.

Looking down, the flat belly is perfectly gathered, and further down, there is a thin purple belt, which is looming between the plump and round arcs.

This kind of sexy, with fatal temptation. Purple really has a charm!

Seeing Su Bai come in, Zi Ji's deep purple eyes were filled with unabashed anger.eager.

She stretched out the tip of her tongue and gently licked her bright purple lips, with a long-awaited laziness.

"Master, you made my slave wait so hard..."

Zi Ji's voice is hoarse and full of magnetism.

She slowly turned over and changed to a kneeling position, perfectly displaying her exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio in front of Su Bai.

"It seems that you, the Demonic Dragon King of Hell, are starving?"

Su Bai casually tore off his robe and strode forward.

Without any courtesy, he reached out and held the slender ankle, stroking the delicate skin with his fingertips.

"The slave family has already said it."

Zi Ji took advantage of the situation and wrapped her arms around Su Bai's neck, almost hanging on him.

"As long as the master is willing, Zi Ji can be yours at any time. No matter how young the little human girls out there are, how can they be as good as our dragon clan?"

"Then let me see how powerful you, a ferocious beast that is more than 200,000 years old, are."

Su Bai's laughter was domineering.

Not long after, Zi Ji, who had been clamoring for a test just now, was instantly defeated and could only let out a short and confused whisper.

……

At the same time, in the spacious living room outside the bedroom.

At the square table, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Bi Ji, and Ye Xishui were sitting together, each holding a handful of specially made playing cards in their hands.

Xiao Wu lost so miserably in the last game, and now, with a face covered in white stripes, she was squatting aside and responsible for shuffling the cards and serving tea and water.

"Three belts and one belt!"

Ning Rongrong threw out four cards aggressively.

"I can't afford it."

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, her ears twitched imperceptibly, and she glanced at the closed door of the inner hall.

"I'll pass it too." Brigitte was a little absent-minded, holding the cards in her hand but not playing them out for a long time.

Ning Rongrong was just about to throw the final bomb when suddenly——

A suppressed long chant with a unique dragon rhythm came from the inner hall, and then, the ground in the entire living room trembled slightly.

Ning Rongrong's hand shook, and the cards in her hand fell to the ground.

"Is this...is this movement too loud?" Ning Rongrong's face turned red. Although she had seen the world in the past few days, the momentum tonight was too exaggerated.

"It's not an earthquake."

Ye Xishui calmly picked up a card and took a sip of tea gracefully. There was a trace of calmness in her eyes that could see through the world, "It's the young master who is subduing the dragon."

"Sister Zi Ji's voice... is really..." Xiao Wu squatted aside, raising her two long rabbit ears, and her face was as red as a big apple.

Bi Ji listened to the sound coming from inside. It was the voice of her sister Zi Ji, who she had been with for hundreds of thousands of years.

Although Zi Ji has a wild personality on weekdays, that is the arrogance of a ferocious beast.

But now, where is the dignity of the ferocious beast in that voice?

Clearly there is only indulgence and enjoyment left.

"Zi Ji... I'm afraid she encountered a natural enemy this time." Bi Ji sighed, her cheeks burning.

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head slightly and reached out to pick up the teacup in front of him. The tea rippled as the ground trembled.

"Oh, no more fun, no more fun!"

Ning Rongrong pulled off the white strips on her face in annoyance,

"The table is shaking, how can we play! Zi Ji is really having so much fun, isn't she afraid of disturbing us?"

At this moment, another high-pitched moan with a hint of despair came from the inner hall.

The living room was instantly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The girls looked at each other, and they could see deep shock in each other's eyes.

That's the Demonic Dragon King of Hell!

One of the ferocious beast overlords in the Star Dou Forest!

To be so tortured...

"Young Master's energy..."

Ye Xishui put down the teacup, with a hint of complexity in her eyes.

"I'm afraid even if the Ultimate Douluo comes, he won't be able to withstand such consumption. It seems that from now on, you sisters will have to discuss how to cooperate."

As soon as Ye Xishui said this, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's faces instantly turned red to the ears, and even Biji lowered her head shyly.

Only Xiao Wu was still blinking in confusion. She had a thought in her mind. Could it be that Brother Bai was giving in to her before?

……

Time passed by quietly, and soon it was late at night.

The big bed in the inner hall was in a mess.

Zi Ji was now lying on the bed like a pool of spring water, and her purple underwear had long since disappeared.

Her deep purple eyes were half-opened and half-closed, with only the lingering blur remaining inside.

"Lord...Master...I..."

Zi Ji's voice was hoarse, and her fingers were weakly grasping the sheets under her body, without even the strength to move a finger.

Su Bai leaned on the head of the bed, feeling refreshed. He stretched out his hand to play with Zi Ji's smooth purple hair, and patted her smooth back with satisfaction.

"Stop talking and go to sleep."

Zi Ji responded in a daze, her physical exhaustion and mental satisfaction made her fall into a deep sleep in an instant.

Early morning.

The first ray of sunlight spilled into the hall through the window lattice.

Su Bai slowly opened his eyes, feeling comfortable all over, and the soul power in his body was a little more solid than before.

Before he could get up, the familiar mechanical sound rang in his mind.

Now it's time to digest the reward while it's still hot.

"System, extract the 200,000-year-old Hell Demon Dragon King soul ring and the left leg bone."

【Ding! Rewards are being distributed...]

There is no earth-shattering vision. It is produced by the system and focuses on convenience and efficiency.Su Bai held his left hand empty, and a long sword exuding a sacred aura appeared out of thin air. It was his second martial soul, the Holy Spirit Sword.

At this moment, the Holy Spirit Sword is already covered with a bright red soul ring, which is the 100,000-year-old soft-bone rabbit soul ring from Xiao Wu.