Douluo: Luck loses attributes, choose Qian Renxue at the start

Ning Rongrong was protected by two fighting spirit saints.

At this time, the girl was running frantically down the mountain.

Her eyes were painful, and there was no color on her lovely face.

"Young Master, they are here, and we can't accompany you on the journey from now on." The two fighting spirit saints said.

Then they headed back without looking back.

The lonely Ning Rongrong ran away like crazy.

She was panting heavily, exhausted to the extreme.

But she was still running with her legs on.

The previous scenes appeared in my mind.

Dead relatives, dead friends!

Every time she thought of this, Ning Rongrong felt heart-wrenching pain.

She felt very incompetent.

It would be great if he was also a combat soul master.

At least he can fight to the death.

But he is just an auxiliary soul master.

"Little sister, stop struggling and come with me!" A calm and slightly cold voice came out.

The words were like the whispers of a devil.

Ning Rongrong, who was running wildly, was so frightened that her delicate body became cold.

He also stiffened.

She fell to the ground, the pain not stopping her desire to escape.

She stood up again and limped forward, not daring to look behind her.

Strong soul power fluctuations came from behind.

Fight stubbornly!

The demon bear took one step forward, exploded with great force, and hit the ground with his fist.

Boom boom boom!

The ground cracked.

The cracks spread rapidly forward.

Just when the crack was about to spread to Ning Rongrong's feet.

A sword fell from the sky.

A strong soul power aura vibrated out.

Ning Rongrong was sent flying more than ten meters away, but the crack did not spread any further and the power was blocked!

"What?" Demon Bear Douluo's eyes suddenly condensed!

Are there people around?

He was a little shocked. After all, when he came to chase Ning Rongrong, he checked the surroundings and didn't notice anyone around.

Now it suddenly appears!

"This is not Chen Xin's sword!" The Demon Bear's expression suddenly turned ugly.

He had heard about the Sword Emperor.

This Sword Emperor and their Spirit Hall are not allies either.

Bibi Dong told these elders that the Sword Emperor might be their biggest enemy in the future!

A dark shadow flashed.

A person appeared on the hilt of the sword.

He was wearing a black dragon robe, with long hair disheveled. He stood on the hilt of the sword and looked at Demon Bear Douluo quietly.

Ten meters away, Ning Rongrong, who was blown away by the force, looked back regardless of the pain.

This breath felt very familiar to her.

But when she really saw that figure, she felt very strange.

"You...are you? Sword Emperor?" The arrogance on the Demon Bear's face disappeared instantly, and he looked at the man in front of him with some horror.

This person is none other than Lin Fan.

He has been hiding here for a long time.

This is what I came for.

As for why he didn't take action from the beginning, he was naturally waiting for others to help him weaken the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Those from the Qibao Glazed Sect can use it, but it is not necessary to use it.

Between using it and not using it, Lin Fan chose not to use it!

Just a few key figures are enough!

"It's me." Lin Fan admitted generously.

"伱...what do you want to do?"

The arrogant Demon Bear's words were already a bit awkward.

The power of the Sword Emperor has long been spread in the Spirit Hall.

Even the Pope is extremely wary of it!

"She did me a favor once, so I can't watch you kill her or capture her!" Lin Fan said.

The Demon Bear felt bad, and the Sword Emperor intervened, fearing that his mission would not be completed.

far away.

Ning Rongrong listened to the mysterious man's words and quickly searched his memory.

But she didn't find the connection between herself and the mysterious man.

Just don’t say that you helped the other party.

The demon bear retreated, not daring to contradict Lin Fan.

Ning Rongrong then limped over from a distance.

Lin Fan turned back to look at her.

The two looked at each other.

Lin Fan could clearly see doubts in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

"Senior, can you...save my father?" Ning Rongrong said with a pleading look on her face as she mustered up her courage.

"What can you give?" Lin Fan looked at her and asked.

Saying that, he was not in a hurry and silently put away Ning Rongrong's lost attributes.

This is probably the best attribute she has lost in her life.

Excellent attributes!

Nine treasures divine light!

It has the power of human flesh and bones, and with a force, it can resurrect people!

Lin Fan immediately thought of Ning Rongrong and Oscar's martial soul fusion skills.

Of course, this skill can be revived purely because of Tang San's background.

God Shura invited the God of Cookery and the God of Nine Colors. The God of Cookery chose Oscar, and the God of Nine Colors chose to bless Ning Rongrong for her husband's sake.

With the intervention of the True God, Ning Rongrong and Oscar's incompatible martial souls immediately became a perfect match, reaching the point where they could perform martial soul fusion skills.

"A healing power, demigod level, seems to have no effect on me. I will keep it for Ye Lingling from now on. I believe her healing path can reach the true god level." Lin Fan took a look at the good things he got. , looked at Ning Rongrong.

At this time, the girl also raised her head from the silence.

"I have nothing to give to my seniors, all I have is just people!"

Ning Rongrong didn't feel that she had any fatal attraction.

After all, the person in front of him directly scared away a titled Douluo.

This shows how powerful this person is.

But she really had nothing, how could she possibly move this person to take action?

"Senior, I helped you once, what does this mean?" Ning Rongrong asked after seeing Lin Fan's silence.

"Someone asked you to bring a message to Dai Mubai before, but he didn't do you any favors at that time."

"This is the reward promised before!"

As soon as these words came out, a face that had been buried in Ning Rongrong's memory appeared.

"You...you are!" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened and she looked at the unfamiliar face in front of her in shock.

"Don't say it!" Lin Fan stopped him from continuing with a mysterious smile on his lips.

"Since I have my own plans for taking action, I, Ning Fengzhi, and the others should just mess with me from now on!" After he finished speaking, he stretched out a hand.

Ning Rongrong's heart beat faster. He knew that his father, Grandpa Jian, could be saved.

I just don’t know if there are any surviving Qibao Glazed Sect disciples.

Ning Rongrong wiped her dirty hands before grabbing Lin Fan's hand.

The long sword is vertical and horizontal.

Lin Fan stepped on the long sword and flew towards that area.

Ning Fengzhi's trio was finally restrained.

After all, two of their opponents were level 96 and one was level 93.

It's not the original lineup to deal with them.

After a long battle.

They were also a little tired.

The distraction of the three of them affected their battle somewhat.

When they saw someone approaching, their hearts suddenly lifted.

That was the Titled Douluo that was missed before.

"Devil Bear? Where are the people?" Lion Douluo immediately asked.

"The Sword Emperor has appeared. He took away the female doll. Let's leave quickly. I have a bad feeling." The Demon Bear chose to transmit the message.

The expressions of Lion Douluo, Light Feather Douluo, and Lingyuan Douluo instantly dropped and they became very ugly.

"I didn't expect...they actually have that kind of relationship!"

The Ning Fengzhi trio, who were paying attention to their faces, also breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this situation.

It seemed that Ning Rongrong was fine.

There is a breath that is gradually approaching, and this breath is very sharp.

"Damn it, it's really here!" Guang Ling said angrily.