Chapter 121 Emotions
Han Tao felt relaxed.
"It's safe. Now, it's completely safe!"
Thoughts cannot be read, identities cannot be revealed.
All crises have disappeared.
Turning to look at her: "Rongrong!"
"Perhaps you should also build your own mental defenses."
Ning Rongrong's face turned pale: "No way."
Thinking about a future full of pornographic waste in his mind, Rongrong said he couldn't accept it, and begged with a pale face: "No, please don't!"
Han Tao smiled. Of course he knew what she was afraid of. She didn't want to read Ning Tian's works.
However, if he asked for it, Rongrong would not refuse.
Therefore, Han Tao did not force anything on her.
If you ask her to do something embarrassing because of her love for him, what is the difference between this and Yu Xiaogang?
So, Han Tao said: "We don't need those yellow wastes."
“What matters is the emotion!”
"Use vivid emotions as the cornerstone and worthless memories as bricks to build your own "thinking wall."
Ning Rongrong patted her chest and slowly exhaled: "Fortunately, Han Tao didn't ask for anything."
Why didn't Han Tao force himself? Of course it was because of "love", otherwise what else could it be?
"Among the emotions, only 'love' is the most unforgettable."
Rongrong mobilized his boundless love and condensed the "Sword Bone Douluo"'s meticulous care for her as a memory, and erected a "thinking wall".
"Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone promised me that they would protect me forever, hahaha." She always had a smile on her face.
Within the city wall of thinking is everything about Han Tao. Ning Rongrong hid it the deepest and protected it the best.
The wall of thought is derived from passionate and devout love and extremely obscure jealousy.
Jealousy, jealousy of whom?
Ye Ling Ling.
Whenever she saw Han Tao helping Ye Lingling build a mental wall, she would quietly come to the side and say in a resentful tone: "Oh! I'm afraid I didn't get tripped up by this sister."
Ignoring the crazy words on the side, Han Tao was extremely focused and thinking about Ye Lingling: "Choose a strong emotion!"
Han Tao read Ye Lingling's brain.
She has no brain, or in other words, there is nothing inside. The zombies will shake their heads and leave when they see her.
"mood?"
Ye Lingling gently covered her lips with her long white fingers, pretending to think.
Han Tao understood,
She wasn't thinking at all!
"Why not, just use joy, joy, it's the simplest and easiest!"
Ning Tian suddenly made a suggestion.
There are seven emotions in total: joy, anger, sadness, joy, love, hatred and disgust. Ning Rongrong chose "love", while Han Tao chose "sorrow" and "anger".
In despair, there will be resentment against an unfair fate and sadness in the face of a cruel tomorrow.
Ye Lingling shook his head.
She had hardly made many expressions in her life, as if emotions were inherently non-existent.
"Is there no other way?" Yang Qixin's tone was not very confident.
"Maybe, but you don't, who knows?"
Rongrong replied casually.
Ning Tian suddenly laughed: "You can ask the master. Maybe he can tell you an extremely absurd answer."
"Believe me, this will definitely make you very happy, hahahahahaha!!"
Han Tao straightened his expression.
"Ning Tian, I think you are more suitable for Le, do you want to try it?"
Ning Tian's expression suddenly changed and he flatly refused: "No!"
Rongrong asked: "Why?"
Ning Tian felt a little scared in his heart, his expression looked particularly abnormal, and he muttered an explanation:
"The two titled Douluo have already said that mental defense is meaningless, I think."
"It's totally not worth wasting so much time on me to learn and understand this field. If I have that free time, it's better to make a few more cups of tea and wash my feet a few more times."
Han Tao was not surprised by Ning Tian's decision.
In order to wash his feet, he even neglected his cultivation, let alone the "thinking defense" of the non-mainstream system.
"Okay!" He sighed a little but didn't force it.
"Do you want to soak your feet with tea?"
In full view of everyone, Ye Lingling said something that surprised everyone.
"Ah, this!" Everyone exclaimed.
Yang Qixin looked at Ning Tian with an expression full of surprise: "You are so rich!"
"Ning Tian, do you know that there is a tea girl waiting for you at Yazhi Tea Shop!" Han Tao patted Ning Tian on the shoulder and teased.
"What tea girl?"
Ning Tian looked puzzled.
Ye Lingling suddenly became interested: "She asked me to tell you."
"She will go to the Wuhun Palace finals. I hope she hopes you can persist until the end."
Han Tao was a little surprised.
Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Tian with interest.
"Really, she really said that?" Ning Tian was stunned for a moment, and his tone became slightly anxious when he realized it.
"certainly!"
"Don't let her down!"
After receiving a positive answer, Ning Tian regained his fighting spirit, turned his attention to Han Tao and Rongrong, and said in a sincere tone: "This competition depends entirely on you."
"Well!"
Han Tao thought he would make up his mind and work hard to become stronger, but he didn't expect
Wolong is still the same Wolong.
Han Tao hesitated for a while and then said: "Ning Tian, are you really unwilling to practice mental defense?"
Ning Tian raised his head and said, "It doesn't matter!"
Anyway, in the game, you don’t need to play your role.
With Han Tao and Ning Rongrong here, all I need to do is lie down and win. It would be best to do nothing.
Han Tao shook his head.
Without mental defense, how can one resist the martial soul fusion skill: Charming?
In the final, Ning Tian was afraid that he would make a fool of himself.
While Zhenghuan was discussing with several people, a new order was announced from the Wuhun Palace.
"The National Elite Soul Master Competition, starting from this session, soul masters are allowed to bring their own weapons and equipment."
"Oh?" Han Tao was a little surprised.
"Bibi Dong this is"
"Are you afraid that Shrek Academy will be eliminated, so you just changed the rules temporarily?"
Conventions, explicit and implicit rules, nothing matters in front of a hundred thousand year old soul beast.
In the last game, the Shrek team faced the Tianshui team, which had all the Ice Martial Spirits, and was beaten badly.
Tang San marked the referee as "the way to die", do you think it's terrible or not?
If Xiao Wu loses one more round, the Shrek team will be eliminated. If Xiao Wu doesn't come to Wuhun Hall, how can Wuhun Hall wait and wait for the spirit bones to come to their door?
Hearing this change, Han Tao smiled knowingly: "This rule is beneficial to me."
He quickly stepped forward and took down the recurve bow from the weapon rack on the side.
Exquisite, expensive and gorgeous.
This recurve bow requires 50 points of physical strength to draw. Han Tao's physical strength has already exceeded 100 points, so strictly speaking, it is considered a weapon that should be eliminated.
“Just use this as it is.”
Han Tao held it casually in his hand.
The Qibao Glazed Sect is not without money, Han Tao can definitely change to a better weapon.
However, it's not necessary.
Weapons are not cheap.
A decent bow that could surpass the advanced recurve bow in Han Tao's hands would cost at least hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins to buy.
One hundred thousand gold soul coins can buy ten millennium blue silver grasses, which means dozens of possible directions for the evolution of the martial soul.
Moreover,
What can really kill a soul master is never the arrow, but the green phosphorus poison concentrated on the arrow edge.
