Chapter 649

(first change)

After the rain, the sky was bright, and the pure color halo shone on the land stained with wet breath, with a bit more beautiful colors.

In this unknown forest, there is such a beautiful scenery that people can put down their hands and indulge in their actions, which Tang Yuehua has never seen in haotianzong's residence.

Tick.

The dew in the morning bent the green branches and leaves, immersed in the fertile soil, turned into a mist and disappeared into the air in a thin rustle of burning sound.

Tang Muchen wore an apron and mixed some hot soup for the three girls in the carriage... It just rained last night. To tell the truth, it was still cold in the morning. The girls wore thin skirts and Ru. They couldn't say they would catch a cold. Although they knew that their strength was beyond the expectations of many people, how can they not take care of themselves as a qualified boyfriend?

Guru Guru Nagetto.

The three girls gargle and wash their faces. Their delicate white faces reveal beautiful and lovely colors in the sun. Their pink and tender red lips flow with a touch of softness. If Tang Muchen was here, they might be obsessed with their beauty.

"Did you break through a small realm last night?"

Miss Yinlong Wang, who was wiping her pretty face with wet tissue paper, suddenly thought of something. For the beautiful flowers on this side, she also showed her charming and amorous temperament in the morning.

She is still very gentle about the future pope. Perhaps she really wants to understand the future ruler's attitude towards the soul beast, so she also takes the initiative to talk.

Bi bidong's beautiful face was slightly stunned. Xu didn't think that the cold and beautiful woman would take the initiative to talk to herself. The solidified feeling formed by the contact in the past two days made her a little dull for a second, but she also quickly recovered, that is, she smiled:

"Yes, it broke through level 79 last night, and the soul separation duel took another step."

“……”

Tang Yuehua on one side doesn't have much jealousy. She only feels a little sad about her lack of ability... Plus Tang Muchen hugged herself and slept so intimately for a night yesterday. Now she even unconsciously thinks of yesterday's situation and feels a faint sense of shame. Naturally, she doesn't have so many ideas to feel others.

"Congratulations, your talent is really high."

Gu Yuena's eyes showed a little consternation. The girl in front of her is indeed the most talented person she has ever seen... Even in the divine world, she may be able to inherit the position of first-class God.

Of course, it can't be compared with her and Tang Muchen, but this is also a very amazing thing.

"Er..."

Bibidong was a little confused about what to say. Fortunately, she knew that the girl in front of her was like that, so she didn't say much, but smiled at her.

……

Guru Guru Nagetto.

Mingming is just drinking soup quietly, but Tang Muchen, who has a ghost in his heart, how to imagine this voice is how astringent it is.

Watching three gorgeous beauties drinking their own spoon of hot soup around them is a strong sense of satisfaction... The future Pope holds the soup in his hand and drinks the gurgling hot soup politely. His beautiful face is more ruddy and beautiful.

The cool and elegant beautiful eyes of Miss Yinlong Wang showed a touch of shallow intoxication. She sipped the love breakfast prepared by her boyfriend for herself. Her beautiful face was deeply filled with unreserved love for teenagers. Her purple eyes like autumn water had only a touch of warmth.

Only the elegant and reserved elder sister did dodge. She put the bowl in front of her rosy face. Some dodged. When she suddenly saw Tang Muchen's smiling eyes, she dodged slightly, which can be seen from the shallow waves of hot soup.

"We're almost there."

Tang Muchen smiled and said, "sister Yuehua, the place you are most looking forward to is coming. Aren't you excited?"

Bi bidong looked at Tang Muchen, who kept teasing the elegant and beautiful girl with language, and remembered some shameful scenes yesterday. He knew that this guy had a lot of bad ideas. He secretly sighed in his heart that he couldn't let this guy catch his pigtail, so he pretended to be calm and quietly appreciated their performance between flirting and flirting.

Although Gu Yuena didn't know what had happened between them, she probably guessed something when she looked at the girl's affectionate appearance.

"... a little."

Knowing that there was no way to get rid of the bad brother's eyes, Tang Yuehua had to drink hot soup and deliberately pretend to be calm. His clear purple eyes were dripping with a faint water meaning, and his tone became serious:

"Is what you said before true?"

"Can the fairy grass there really strengthen my talent cultivation?"

When it comes to the things he cares about, Tang Yuehua's beautiful eyes are also excited, and his tone is a little hasty.

Improve talent accomplishments? What's this?

Bibidong's eyes were stunned. Then he pricked up his ears and began to listen to the communication between the two. For her who believes in the supremacy of strength and wants to revenge her ghost animal master, the attraction of the topic of improving strength to herself is no less than that of the beautiful girl to Tang Muchen.

"Of course, don't you believe me?"

"The thing over there is not the original fairy grass on Douluo continent. It only appears here because of some situations, but you can't understand it."

Tang Muchen explained in this way. He just saw a girl with pink eyes on one side showing a surprised expression, so he continued to speak.

"You just need to know that the fairy grass here is very useful."

Tang Muchen also felt that it was difficult to communicate these things with them. He could only give an example: "before, there was a man with congenital soul power of only one and a half levels. After eating fairy grass, he broke through level 20."

"So when we have breakfast, I'll take you there and help you solve the problem of talent cultivation."

Tang Muchen's eyes focused on sister Yuehua in front of him. All the examples he said were based on each other's experience. As a boy who fully knew each other's pain, he deeply understood how much suffering each other had every day and night.

His words at this moment were like a heavy hammer, which hit each other's heart and set off waves.

I don't know when the gurgling hot soup has gradually cooled down, but Tang Yuehua's eyes are gentle, showing a moving expression. Looking at the serious man in front of him, he nodded gently and gave a sound.