Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

Chapter 693

(second watch, it's a holiday tomorrow)

"Is this the spirit of great sacrifice?"

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

Bibidong's eyes were cold. For the old man who dared to hedge his boyfriend's hand, he showed his cold killing intention, and his tone was extremely cold.

Even if this is her own master, there are only incomparable negative emotions left in her heart.

Tang Muchen and she have known each other for more than two years. They know each other and attract each other. They are ambiguous and like each other. Until today, they have determined their relationship. Not to mention that their relationship is stronger than Jin Jian, but at least, she has extraordinary love for the man she chooses... Even if she wants Baobei's boyfriend, she is reluctant to bully her boyfriend, How can you be bullied by a dead old man.

Therefore, the usual polite and gentle bidong has become a really terrible existence. Words are like a knife and do not give the other party any chance to refute.

Tang Muchen was a little stunned. In addition to overlooking the people from above, the pope also had such a charming appearance of protecting his boyfriend. He moved slightly in his heart, hugged each other's waist from behind, and listened to the girl's crisp voice. He had a sense of belonging and some sudden love in his heart.

“……”

"The relationship between you two is beyond my expectation."

Qiandaoliu didn't mean to be angry. His haggard face like an old tree showed such an expression. Looking at the close relationship between the two in front of him, he also sighed a little.

His son coveted his apprentice, but failed, and finally let outsiders pick up a bargain... Rao is his strength and means a little more complaining. He is really down-to-earth. Although he thinks it is wrong to pass the Pope to each other countless times, at least he is his own son.

"Originally, I was curious about what kind of existence it is. I dare to offend the Wulin hall for you."

Thousands of streams opened their mouth coldly, and the old face showed a strange look:

"Unexpectedly, it was a young man... Do you want to join the Wulin hall? We are willing to accept all your requests, even if you want to marry bidon. "

“……”

"Sounds good."

Tang Muchen hugged bibidong's waist and firmly hugged each other from behind. His handsome face was a little more plain smile, which seemed to be moved.

Bibidong's tall and delicate body collapsed in each other's arms, but she didn't mean to refuse and didn't speak, because she wanted to know the other party's answer... Because no matter how much she hated thousands of streams, she was still very concerned about the answer her boyfriend said.

If he said yes, wouldn't he write off everything before and master the Wuhun hall with him; If he says he doesn't want to, does it mean he wants to face the great sacrifice of the Wulin hall. She was still worried. After all, no matter how talented Tang Muchen was, he was just a title Douluo, and the other party was a real peerless Douluo... Although there was no doubt about his power, as a girlfriend, how could he be willing to let his boyfriend enter a bad situation because of himself.

"But I refuse!"

Tang Muchen's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a taste of wanton disdain and facing each other's angel light.

"Why should we obey your orders? Can't we take them ourselves?"

"You showed your peerless fighting power just to let us know the taste of failure. Then, sister Dong'Er became the Pope of the martial soul hall, and I was incorporated into the system of the martial soul hall by you."

"Your initiative to invite and defeat me with strength is just your means to deal with this result."

"Now that you've done it, I'm sorry to refuse you... I'm not willing to accept the status of charity."

"... you are very nice and have a good character. I appreciate you very much."

Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed slightly. He suddenly became interested and felt the terrible momentum of the other party rising in the air. He suddenly had a bit of bellicose meaning in his heart.

"Well, I haven't fought for a long time. I'll let you be my partner today."

"Hehe, I also have this meaning, old man, be careful when the wind is strong and flash your waist."

The red and Golden Angel light and the golden flame soared into the air. They were facing each other from a distance. They had no fear at all, only their enthusiasm for fighting.

"Sister Dong'Er, leave here first."

"Today I'll avenge you. We don't want the alms of the Wulin hall. What we want is what we strive for."

More than bidong's charming and affectionate face, he didn't show any worried expression at last. Thousands of words converged into a sentence of my hope for you. The pink eyes were more gentle and sweet. He raised his hand and quietly shook a small fist to signal to cheer him on.

This charming and lovely appearance made Tang Muchen climax in an instant, with endless confidence and pride in his heart.

"Qiandaoliu, if we obey your advice, even sister Donger will become the Pope, but her power will be elevated. This is what I don't want to see. What my woman wants, I'll get it for her..."

"Old man, make an appointment."

"In the battle between us, if I win, you will honestly return to your worship hall and never participate in the events of the Wulin hall. If I fail, we will let you deal with it."

Tang Muchen said, instead of looking at the only three peerless duels in the world, he put his eyes under his pope's crown and said softly: "sister Dong'Er, what do you think."

"As long as you choose the road, I will always be with you forever."

At this time, bibidong naturally didn't mind showing a lovely appearance with little girls. Her charming face was a little more innocent and expected. She clenched her fist hard, and then seemed to think of something. She took a few steps, stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes and pouted, kissed the opposite face, and smiled sweetly:

"Xiaochen, I'll wait for you ~"

The charming face is matched with the sweet tone. The intersection of tall and attractive charming body and breathtaking beautiful eyes is a point that makes Tang Muchen palpitate in an instant.

“……”

Thousands of flowing eyes narrowed slightly. Naturally, there was no joy or sorrow in his heart. He threw away the only idea created by nature in his heart. He faced the boy who threatened to challenge himself.

Nod silently:

"I agree. Then write it down and let me ask for your advice."

“……”

A battle around the ownership of the decision-making power of the Wu soul hall is launched here.

Like the calm before the storm, the thunder and lightning suddenly disappeared