Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

Chapter 692

(first change)

"That person should be your original life track."

After being recognized by the other party, Bi Bi Dong's eyes were slightly restrained. The pink eyes were a little more indescribable, and the beautiful face was a little more self mocking:

"Such a life is really too funny."

Her voice was cold, her tone was calm, and her pretty face was still beautiful, but under the calm was the giant rock volcano that could erupt at any time. Then she looked directly at Tang Muchen and showed a gorgeous and confident smile.

"But none of this will happen to me... When I really master the martial soul hall, it will be his death... Now he is half dead and useless. It is useless to occupy the so-called papal position. Lying in bed and cultivating consumes the human and material resources of the martial soul hall, which is not worth it. I, an apprentice trained since childhood, should personally send him on the road and let him walk well on the road of heaven. "

Listening to the woman's answer, Tang Muchen was inexplicably afraid. Fortunately, I opened the back Palace on the surface, and there was no so-called coercion, otherwise I would be the one who was killed by the firewood knife... But to be honest, Chihiro disease was a little miserable in both worlds where I appeared. Not only did I not eat the beautiful cooked meat of my apprentice, but also coveted that other people's wives were seriously injured, and finally died in the hands of my apprentice.

"That's for sure, because I'll be by your side."

Taking back his mind, Tang Muchen hugged each other's tall and delicate body.

Although the snow buttocks were round and attractive, he didn't have any superfluous actions. He put them seriously on his waist. He just held her quietly and gently, with gentle eyes.

"That story will never happen... At least I'm by your side, so be my girlfriend..."

"At least I will prove to you that there is nothing wrong with your choice to rely on me."

The pink eyes are slightly watery, but bibidong doesn't push off with a charming smile as usual, but quietly feels the warmth, warm embrace and wide chest given by Tang Muchen, and there is a little more satisfaction on the gorgeous face.

“……”

"Yes."

After a long time, Tang Muchen heard each other's weak waxy light chant, looked at each other's pink eyes with deep affection, and wanted to be bitten.

"Since you stood in front of us alone to the deep sea demon whale king, I have always believed in you... I believe my choice will not be wrong. How can you be that kind of person who can face the soul beast for me alone for millions of years?"

Her eyes were gentle and her tone was gentle. She raised her little hand and pinched Tang Muchen's small face, putting each other's head in her huge chest.

！ Alas, the facial cleanser under the future pope's crown is very useful!

"Sister Dong'Er, you really..."

It was not easy to break away from each other's arms. Tang Muchen hugged each other and was preparing to speak, but his sensitive ears heard some broken wind, and a secret breath was gradually approaching here.

Moreover, the mystery of this breath and the terrible power contained in it are not under the high priest of Poseidon island!

His eyes suddenly burst into a cold, and his breath began to burst out. He firmly hugged bidong's soft body, took out a slender white coat from the space ring, tightly wrapped Dong er's sister who had just taken a bath, until he hid all the other party's charm in it, and then spoke in a dignified tone:

"Someone is coming!"

"At least not weaker than the high priest of Poseidon island."

"There should be only one person in the Wulin Hall who can reach this point."

Originally, I wondered about Tang Muchen's actions and demeanor, but now I was only deeply surprised to hear these words. I actually felt it for a while. Sure enough, I felt an endless Angel Holy Light:

"It's the old man of qiandaoliu. Only he can compete with posisi in the martial soul Hall... Why did he suddenly appear here? Is he going to make me look like here? I knew this bad old man would never let me go for the sake of the family property of the Wulin hall. "

"Damn thousand families, they are not good things... No, they are not good things except Xueer."

Looking at BI bidong whose eyes were hot and ambiguous, Tang Muchen nodded silently, but suddenly smiled:

"No, you will be able to compete with posisi in the future."

"In a few years, you will also get the power to compete with thousands of streams."

Card eraser.

The long silver line in the sky cut through the sky and brought the terrible thunder of Sen's cold cold. It suddenly lit up the dark night sky. It also made Bi bidong see the calm and Enron in Tang Muchen's eyes. Her panic and resentment suddenly decreased a little. She obediently hugged her boyfriend. At least by his side, she didn't have to be afraid at all.

The so-called sense of security is generated under such circumstances... At least at this moment, bibidong's state of mind is as flat as water, and his feelings of fear have long disappeared.

Boom.

At the next moment, the golden light flashed, and a sharp golden long sword appeared in the area where Tang Muchen was located, with an unparalleled sense of annihilation. The walls of this suite were instantly destroyed, with a violent explosion and rubble flying. Just now, a dark and emotional suite was successively destroyed. At the same time, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded in the sky, and there was a bit of bleak and terrible smell between them.

The golden flame was burning, and the boundless mighty momentum suddenly appeared in this small suite. The old man stood there quietly, without reservation. Behind him was the four winged angel white wing, holding an imitated holy sword in his hand. He looked calm and had a little more fun and surprise.

"Your strength is beyond my expectation."

"Even if a title Douluo suddenly takes such a blow from me, he will be seriously injured in an instant. Those with weak system will even leave the world on the spot."

"It turns out that the great sacrifice of the Wulin hall likes to sneak attack people. It's really not about martial ethics. You really don't want to sneak attack an 18-year-old Comrade like me now."

Tang Muchen stretched his golden wings behind him and held a tall and delicate body in his arms. He didn't mean to answer back. First, he spit out fragrance, and his tone didn't mean any respect.

The color of Bi Bi Dong's eyes in his arms was cold. At this moment, he had a little more killing intention: "is this the gas of great sacrifice?"

"Cheat me back with these news. Are you ready to kill my saint now?"