Douluo: Marry a wife and become a god, and you will have many children and good fortune

"Madam, you don't want anything to happen to Xu Fengnian!"

Zhou Yi's words made Xu Zhihu glare at him, but his words improved Xu Zhihu's subjective initiative.

In fact, even without these words, Xu Zhihu would not have resisted.

After all, although Xu Zhihu had a vague fondness for Hong Xixiang in his heart, from the fact that Xu Zhihu agreed to marry and even killed several husbands in a row, he knew that Xu Zhihu was not the kind of person who would rather die than surrender for Hong Xixiang.

It has to be said that Lu Zu is indeed the Hong Yi who would rather give up his heaven-reaching cultivation and have to wait for three reincarnations.

Not bad indeed.

Lu Zu’s vision.

Worthy of recognition.

Very moist.

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the next day.

The weather is sunny and the breeze is gentle.

Zhou Yi got up, stretched out, and left the room with satisfaction.

Open the door.

I saw a pretty and cold figure standing outside.

"Big stupid bear, you still like to listen to the corner!"

Zhou Yi looked Xu Weixiong up and down and teased.

"Bastard!"

Xu Weixiong snorted coldly and didn't want to pay attention to Zhou Yi. He pushed Zhou Yi away, entered Xu Zhihu's room, and then closed the door with a bang.

"Let you go first, I'll take care of you later!"

Zhou Yi shook his head and left humming a tune.

He doesn't want to now.

Just out of the tiger's den.

Entering the bear's den again.

After breakfast, Zhou Yi went to the back garden and lay down on the rocking chair, facing the rising sun, rocking gently, digesting and feeling at ease.

Yu Youwei sat behind, holding Zhou Yi's head in her arms, and gently massaging the acupuncture points on Zhou Yi's head with her white jade hands.

While Zhou Yi was enjoying brainwave massage therapy, Xu Weixiong had already come to Xu Zhihu's bedside and looked at Xu Zhihu.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Xu Weixiong said with concern.

"What can happen? Can he still eat me?"

Xu Zhihu waved his hand and asked Xu Weixiong to help her sit up, and immediately frowned slightly.

Although Zhou Yi would not eat her.

But he also suffered a lot.

"Hmph, that big bad guy really doesn't know how to show mercy to women!"

Xu Weixiong cursed fiercely.

When Xu Zhihu heard this, he shook his head slightly and said meaningfully: "Actually, that guy is quite... pretty good!"

"What? The big bad guy isn't bad?"

Xu Weixiong's eyes widened and he reached out to touch Xu Zhihu's forehead.

Do you have a fever?

She didn't expect that Xu Zhihu would be tortured like this. She felt pain just looking at him, but Xu Zhihu still said good things for Zhou Yi.

Is this because of Zhou Yi?

"You do not understand!"

Xu Zhihu shook his head: "You will understand in the future!"

…

The moon rises and sets.

Time flies by like a white horse.

Gone quietly and unconsciously.

Xu Weixiong also understood the goodness of Zhou Yi.

You can't just look at people at face value.

Don't just focus on its shortcomings.

Depend on its strengths and advantages.

When three of us travel together, we must be my teacher.

After giving guidance to Xu Weixiong, there was the cold and heroic Qingniao.

As the daughter of the Spear Fairy King Xiu, Qingniao is good at marksmanship and is considered a good among the younger generation in the snow world. She can be said to be a leader.

But it is far behind compared with Zhouyi.

The Eighteen Classes of Zhouyi are proficient in all kinds of martial arts.

Marksmanship is no exception.

Qingniao is a gunsmith, so Zhou Yi would not be stingy in giving guidance on Qingniao's marksmanship.

Zhou Yixian taught Qingniao a set of Wentian Spear Jue among the top ten martial arts of Wu Wuwei.

Everyone dares to ask how heroic and domineering this is.

When Qingniao saw such a powerful marksmanship for the first time, he was ecstatic and studied hard.

There are three major killing moves in the Wentian Spear Shooting: Angrily Asking the People, Arrogantly Asking the People, and Hui Ma Wentian.

Especially the last move, Hui Ma Wentian, is the most tricky move. It stabs upward from a tricky angle, making it hard to guard against.

Zhou Yi and Jade Bird were sparring, but without using any extraordinary power, with just one move to return to Ma Wentian, Jade Bird was defeated and his spear was stained with blood.

"Are you okay?"

Zhou Yi asked concernedly.

"It's okay, this little skin injury is nothing!"

Qingniao didn't pay attention. It was normal for martial arts practitioners to get injured.

What's more, Zhou Yi's shot was very measured. The spear only pierced a little skin and did not damage any muscles or bones.

In her martial arts career, this was not considered an injury at all.

"continue!"

Qingniao had just witnessed such a powerful marksmanship. He was in high spirits and obsessed with it. He pestered Zhou Yi to continue practicing.

It can only be said that she is worthy of being the daughter of the Spear Immortal King Xiu.

What a gun nut.

One day later.

Qingniao was exhausted and fainted.

Zhou Yi shook his head.

the next day.

Qingniao woke up faintly, feeling sore all over. He practiced martial arts too much yesterday.

Sweet potato made chicken soup and brought it in. When he came to the blue bird, he asked with concern: "How is it? Is it better?"

"fine!"

Bluebird shook his head.

"You don't have to work so hard to practice martial arts!"

Sweet potato filled a bowl of chicken soup and handed it to the blue bird and said:

"Young master has given you medicine, which is very effective in treating bruises, swelling and pain relief. You should have a good rest today."

"Um!"

Qingniao hummed softly and drank the chicken soup.

The bluebird rests and recuperates.

Zhou Yi gave instructions on the martial arts of Sweet Potato, Jiang Ni and others.

Zhouyi teaches students in accordance with their aptitude.

Even a young rookie like Jiang Ni who was not proficient in swordsmanship and whose sword dancing was not as good as Yu Youwei's, under Zhou Yi's guidance, his swordsmanship improved day by day and his cultivation strength greatly improved.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Under the guidance of Zhou Yi, nine people, Xu Zhihu, Xu Weixiong, Nangong Pushe, Jiang Ni, Sweet Potato, Blue Bird, Fish Young Wei, Cucumber and Green Ant, made rapid progress in their cultivation.

They also gradually became familiar with the life in the Zhou Mansion. They practiced martial arts and had fun with Zhou Yi every day, and their lives were leisurely and fulfilling.

They all also fell in love with the life in Zhou Mansion.

Under various miscellaneous rewards, Zhou Yi's cultivation level was also promoted to the peak of Dou Zun.

Once you enter the top of the Dou Zun, you will face the dilemma of becoming a saint, which is divided into nine turns. The 'fighting energy' required for each turn is equivalent to the needs of a Dou Zun from one to nine stars.

In the gift package for Zhou Yi's woman who broke through seventy, Zhou Yi received a hundred-year cultivation reward, and her cultivation skyrocketed again to the third rank Dou Zun.

And the day of Zhou Yi's wedding has arrived.

This day.

Jia Ma Holy City and Zhou Mansion were more lively than ever before.

Xiao Yan followed Xiao Zhan to the Zhou Mansion and felt the aura of powerful men around him. He was frightened and shocked in his heart:

"So many strong men!"

"It is said that many of them are strong men from Zhongzhou!"

Xiao Yan had yearning in his eyes. Zhongzhou was a mysterious and powerful place for them, a holy land for the strong.

As the number of powerful people from Zhongzhou increased, Xiao Yan also learned about the great forces in Zhongzhou, including one palace, one tower, two sects, three valleys, and four square pavilions.

The Dou Zun and the Half-Saint strongman that Zhou Yi killed before were the Soul Palace Tianzun from the first palace.

Just when Xiao Yan was sighing secretly at this majestic scene, a clear and loud crane chirping sound suddenly resounded from the distant sky.

At that moment, countless eyes around him were attracted.

Xiao Yan also looked along, and in the distance, he saw a giant crane with colorful bodies, flapping its giant wings, flying towards the Zhou Mansion quickly.

The sunlight shines on the colorful feathers, reflecting the dazzling luster and being extremely gorgeous.

"It's actually a colorful crane? Isn't this the mount of Miss Feng from Fenglei Pavilion?"

A strong man from Zhongzhou exclaimed, recognizing its origin.

The name of Miss Feng of Fenglei Pavilion is quite famous in the northern domain of Zhongzhou. Many people know that this woman has amazing talent in cultivation and was personally accepted as a closed disciple by the master of the East Pavilion of Fenglei Pavilion.

The colorful crane came to a halt in the sky outside Zhou Mansion, and Xiao Yan finally saw the Miss Feng that everyone was talking about.

The moving figure of the colorful skirt fluttering at the head of the crane.

She was wearing a colorful skirt and robe, and when viewed from a distance, she exuded an air of nobility that was difficult to conceal, and her cheeks were slightly thin.

With her perfect oval face and those purple-brown jewel eyes, Miss Feng looked like a princess from some empire, beautiful and holy.

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