Douluo: My Wuhun is actually myself

Chapter 120 Chapter 120: Hotel Agreement

Rose Hotel.

Room 307.

Zhu Zhuqing has been living here for a week.

This week, she didn't even leave the door.

Every time it's meal time, the waiter will deliver takeout to her room.

She sits cross-legged on the bed every day, spends half a day studying the Seven Orifices Exquisite Heart, and spends half a day practicing the Immortal Breathing Technique.

Over the past week, her practice has never stopped and a certain pattern has been formed.

And her soul power level is also steadily improving, reaching level 46.

This is absolutely unique among peers.

But as time went by, her heart became increasingly unstable.

She counts the time every day, so she knows exactly how many days have passed.

It's been seven days.

Where is Song Wuque?

Why haven't you come as promised?

Did something happen to him?

If I had known this, I should have disagreed with him returning in the first place.

idiot!

What a fool!

Seven days, seven days.

For others it’s a week.

But for Zhu Zhuqing, it was 168 hours, 10080 minutes, and hundreds of thousands of breaths.

Where is he now?

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

This midnight...

Zhu Zhuqing's heart beat faster, thump thump thump.

She could hear her heartbeat clearly.

The waiter's voice came from outside the door.

"Ms. Zhu, there is Mr. Song downstairs looking for you. Is he your friend?"

the waiter asked.

"That Mr. Song said he was your boyfriend, but I didn't know whether what he said was true or not, so I didn't come up to him."

"Click!"

The door opened.

Zhu Zhuqing walked out with red eyes and quickly rushed down the stairs under the stunned look of the waiter.

In the hall, she finally saw the person she had been thinking about day and night.

"No shortage of!"

Quickly turning into an afterimage, she threw herself into Song Wuque's arms.

Song Wuque smiled, opened his arms, and hugged her firmly.

Holding her head, smelling the good smell of her hair, he whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry, I'm late because I was seriously injured..."

"Ah, what now? Are you okay? Are you okay?" Zhu Zhuqing struggled out of his arms, walked around him, and checked his body.

"Fool, it's okay." Song Wuque smiled and took her into his arms again.

"Well, I'm worried to death, but I don't dare to come out for fear of becoming a burden to you. I've always been very obedient and stayed in the room without even leaving the door." Zhu Zhuqing said with tears in her eyes.

Song Wuque smiled and said, "Yeah, I know, but I'm so hungry now, let's eat something first."

"okay."

Zhu Zhuqing came out of her arms and wiped her tears, as docile as a cute cat.

Song Wuque held her hand tightly and walked towards the hotel restaurant.

Feeling the warmth of Song Wuque's hand, Zhu Zhuqing felt extremely at ease and followed him obediently.

It's nice to have him here, she thought.

Although it is already late at night.

But the Rose Hotel is staffed 24 hours a day, [-] hours a day.

The hotel restaurant is no exception.

Song Wuque had not eaten for seven days and was already hungry. Although he ate some dry food to fill his stomach, he still had an incomparable desire for delicious food.

The food served at Rose Hotel is top-notch, and it came out within minutes of ordering.

Song Wuque ate and feasted. .

Zhu Zhuqing looked at him with a smile and ate the food in small bites, forming a sharp contrast.

Zhu Zhuqing hated other people eating rudely, but he unexpectedly liked Song Wuque's sharing of food.

Seeing him eating like this makes me feel that it tastes very delicious, and I can eat more of it myself.

Zhu Zhuqing smiled and said, "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."

Song Wuque swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "I haven't eaten for a week..."

"Ah..." He is so pitiful. How did he get here these seven days?

Zhu Zhuqing thought, looking at Song Wuque with tenderness and care in his eyes.

Soon the food was gone.

Under the shocked gaze of the waiter, Song Wuque ordered another full table.

After eating another table like a wind and a lingering cloud, Song Wuque patted his belly with satisfaction and exhaled: "Phew, I'm finally full. I feel so comfortable."

Not to mention Zhu Zhuqing, this was the first time even Song Wuque discovered that he could eat so well.

Little did he know that after suffering huge trauma, his body would need a lot of energy to replenish it.

This is a unique attribute of the Immortal Breathing Method.

Even after eating two tables of food, Song Wuque's stomach was not bulging at all.

This made Song Wuque couldn't help but think of Wang Lufei who wanted to become the Pirate King.

Maybe it has something to do with his fifth soul ring skill: Ten Thousand Forms?

Yes, Ma Dan, if I had used Wanxiang at that time, I guess my hands and spine would not have been broken...

Silly, I am so stupid.

Song Wuque thought with some annoyance.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at him and asked: "Wu Que, can you tell me what happened next? How did you get here in the past seven days?"

"Of course." Song Wuque began to talk about his battle with Tang Hao.

When he said in an understatement that his arm bones were broken, his ribs were broken, and his spine was broken, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with tears and he couldn't see Song Wuque clearly.

When he said that he had escaped from death and hid under the boulder, Zhu Zhuqing's heart finally dropped in his throat, and he took a deep breath.

Then she clenched her little fists and said angrily: "That Tang Hao is so bad. I will teach him a lesson in the future and let him bully others."

"Hahaha, okay, we have to practice hard, and when we see him in the future, we will teach him a lesson, beat the shit out of him, kneel down and beg for mercy, and then we won't forgive him either." Song Wuque said with a smile.

"Of course I won't forgive him. We didn't do anything wrong. He's bullying us like this. It's unreasonable."

Zhu Zhuqing asked.

"Is he that Tang San's father?"

Song Wucai nodded: "Well, yes, the father and son have been bitter and bitter all day long."

Zhu Zhuqing said: "Anyway, he doesn't look like a good person."

Then, Zhu Zhuqing became serious, looked at Song Wuque and asked, "Wuque, where is grandpa? Where is he? And what are our plans next? Where are we going?"

Song Wuque thought for a moment and said: "Grandpa and our house were completely destroyed and turned into ruins. I just went to the village and asked Uncle Dazui. He said that grandpa came to Soto City to find Muzi and has not returned yet. We Let’s go to Muzi’s school tomorrow. As for the plan, after meeting Grandpa, we’ll go to the Wuhun Hall.”

Zhu Zhuqing said: "Grandpa is so pitiful. It's all that damn Tang Hao's fault. He's so angry. Wuque, when we see Muzi, how about we give her a gold coin card? We don't need that much money anyway. ."

Song Wucha nodded and said, "Yes, of course."

"Then let's go back and rest, and we'll go find Muzi and the others tomorrow morning."

"Okay" Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Song Wuque really wants to go to bed and practice his fifth soul skill, Wanxiang.

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