Chapter 638

(second change)

(I went out for a birthday party today and just came back)

The red haired man's breath is not strong, even very weak.

Obviously, he is an adult, but only has more than 30 levels of cultivation. He is a little straddling. Tang Muchen sighs secretly and keeps walking.

The red haired youth also noticed that Tang Muchen, who kept approaching, was spitting fragrance: "don't take care of your leisure..."

Before the word "matter" was finished, when the red haired youth didn't react, Tang Muchen gave him a hard fist according to his face and made him roll in the air before falling to the ground.

In the face of his brother at this level of soul respect, Tang Muchen dared to use more force and said he couldn't kill the other party. In order not to kill people, he had to beat people without soul force. The feeling of beating people without soul force is really as interesting as what is said in the book.

The red haired boy's whole face turned into a pig's head. His fair looking face was swollen and high, and even opened his mouth. He had a feeling of air leakage. Tears flowed out of his eyes, which was difficult to stop. Tang Muchen's heavy fist led to the temporary loss of control of the lacrimal gland.

"Woo woo?"

The red haired boy stared and cried. He was shocked by the other party's hard blow, and even had a little difficulty in speaking. He opened and closed with a bloody mouth, as if he was begging for mercy.

"What do you want to beep?"

Tang Muchen patted the other party's face and opened his mouth with a grim smile: "what a waste. I can't even take a punch without soul power. I'm going to bully others."

"In your eyes, they dare not resist you, but in my eyes, you are a fart."

Tang Muchen's cold laughter resounded through the whole street. The tall and strong figure made everyone look at it. The handsome and extraordinary face also made the girl in the way blush with water in her eyes.

... if it is said that gently lifting her eyes is to make the girl's legs tight and her eyes light, Tang Muchen should have done it.

“……”

In a burst of confusion, the three beautiful girls around Tang Muchen also gradually approached Tang Muchen. The three women really hated the mole ant underground and couldn't help looking at him with some cold eyes.

"Yes... Sorry, i... I know I'm wrong."

The red haired youth with teeth falling and mouth leaking deeply felt the pressure on the opposite side and couldn't help lowering his head to apologize, but a pair of eyes showed unwilling meaning.

"If I'm sorry, I don't need those Gyeonggi guards."

Tang Yuehua's cold voice came. She still had a sense of justice belonging to the girl in her heart. Some spoke in a low tone: "you really don't deserve to be a soul master."

It is obvious that the guy in front of Tang Yuehua has made her completely angry. She is not the gorgeous and calm beauty twenty years later. Now she is just an ordinary girl.

Miss Yinlong Wang always looked on coldly, while bibidong was already filled with hot flames.

In fact, she has no special idea about the bullying of the weak. She just feels that this situation is different from the rule of the Wulin hall in her imagination. The conflict between reality and idea is the reason why she really gets angry.

"Do you accept the awakening of the Wulin in the Wulin hall? In that case, you don't do anything beneficial to the Wulin hall, but indulge in bullying the weak?"

"Is it the Wu soul hall that gave you too much money or something?"

The terrible murderous spirit was released, and the whole space seemed to be cold, making people feel cold in the back.

The young man with red hair buried his forehead deeply and kissed the earth intimately. It was only in a low tone that he slowly answered the girl's anger.

"No allowance has been paid for a long time."

"I don't have any money. I can only rely on my strength to have a meal for nothing, but it's only limited to this kind of small vendor."

"Maybe I really did wrong. But I'm really embarrassed to the extreme. "

"This is not your reason for abusing the weak."

Tang Muchen probably knows that there are some problems in the Wulin hall under the leadership of the secret room Douluo. The poor can't even get the money and pay for the soul master. It's too stupid. Looking at the small face with more dignified eyes on one side, Tang Muchen smiled.

This high minded and ambitious future female Pope should have been angry to death.

……

"Under the leadership of that hypocritical guy, the Wu soul hall has become like this."

Bibidong pulled up his hair and let the cool water hit his tall and attractive body. His pink eyes narrowed slightly, with a touch of disappointment and estrangement.

"In this way, it's a good thing that I haven't left this team for the time being."

She thought slightly. If she left early, although she didn't have to live a life of hiding, she was definitely not as leisurely and complacent as she is now.

Compared with the life of hiding, it's obviously better now... And there are many secrets in that person.

The charming and affectionate eyes flashed different colors. Bibidong dried his posture with a towel and slid down a little. After white and round skin, it can be broken by blowing.

Tang Muchen is definitely the most amazing existence she has seen. She is only 15 years old, but she has a strength that is beyond her reach. I am a twin martial soul. I am a pro disciple of the contemporary Pope. Hey, I was suppressed by a handsome man.

She deeply felt that in front of the man, she would have a feeling of closeness and falling down.

It's really interesting. In this case, stay with him for a while. There is always a feeling that he will bring me greater surprise.

Wow.

The door of the bathroom was opened and shrouded in clouds. The girl who stepped on the soft ground with her jade feet was wearing a nightgown and let her long pink hair spread over her shoulders. She sat on the bed and crossed her legs. No matter where she looked, she had a charming charm.

But in the end, the scenery is the most profound and beautiful from below.

"My soul power is only level 78 now. It's still a little worse than level 80."

"After seeing that man, there will still be a lost emotion. His proud talent has no advantage."

"How troublesome! I've been thinking about that man."

Bi bidong frowned, because he had taken a bath and had more points. He was a little confused on his ruddy face. He wondered if he was beside each other. How could he think of others again and again.

"What is the vague intimacy that has always existed before?"