Chapter 301

There was silence around. You could see that the so-called son's face had been covered with a burst of frost, and his eyes looked at Yan Mengmeng coldly.

Yan Mengmeng felt his eyes, turned his head and looked directly at him. The fan covered the lower part of his face, making him look like a shy little girl at the moment.

Yan Mengmeng didn't speak. It was her little sister who spoke to defend her position.

"It scares your dog's eyes. Your highness doesn't know the saint. How dare you speak impolitely."

Yan Mengmeng nodded with great satisfaction and silently gave the little sister a thumbs up.

You must reward her when you go back

Just thinking of this, the sharp female voice sounded again, right next to Yan Mengmeng's ear. The voice made Yan Mengmeng retreat again and again.

"Sister saint, don't blame him. He's always closed down. He's not in a hurry to get to know her!"

Yan Mengmeng's retreat made them a little confused. His Highness the son's voice is really strange, but it's not ugly. Are you serious about retreating so many steps?

Indeed, the voice of his Highness the son is not unpleasant, even very pleasant, but some are too neutral. Yan Mengmeng is disgusted by this, ah, from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Mengmeng's hind legs made his Royal Highness's face colder.

Yan Mengmeng looked at the son and said with a little disgust, "Your Highness, what's the matter with me?"

The holy son didn't leave to respond to Yan Mengmeng. Instead, he first turned around and asked his little brother to save his loyal dog. Then he turned around and said to Yan Mengmeng: "I heard that a peerless genius suddenly came to the sect door. I paid a special visit to see what the real genius is like. I hope the holy sister will give me advice!"

Yan Mengmeng nodded and understood what he was doing here.

"Well, I see. Since you sincerely asked, I'll teach you a move with compassion."

With that, Yan Mengmeng made a strange gesture.

The right hand becomes the palm, extends behind the back, the left hand is behind the back, and the eyes look at the front.

The Holy Son was full of vigilance and looked extremely serious. He stared directly at Yan Mengmeng and was ready to deal with it at any time.

The people on the court are also gathering gold and gathering God. Looking at Yan Mengmeng, the atmosphere dare not breathe. This action and posture must be the enlarged move of the holy daughter!

"Hoo!"

With one palm, Yan Mengmeng's body turned half a circle, and the hand seal turned more radians with the body. A palm wind blew and made a slight "shout" sound on the silent field.

Then

It was silent. Even the little sisters behind Yan Mengmeng couldn't see what the operation was. As Yan Mengmeng slowly returned to the normal standing position, people began to guess what Yan Mengmeng's move was.

For a time, the discussion began, and the quiet field became a little noisy.

At this time, the son was really confused and didn't understand what Yan Mengmeng did.

Then, Yan Mengmeng looked at the son there again and said, "well, it's over. This is the move to hit your attendant just now. I call it - big windmill shouting face!"

Son of God:_ ╯

People:

"This move looks simple, but it's actually very troublesome. You have to practice more to fully master it. I have something else to do. Think about it yourself; sisters, go home!"

Son of God:_ ╯╬

The spectators understood Yan Mengmeng's meaning and directly began to laugh. The laughter of the masses covered the son with ice.

Obviously, he is very angry!

Yan Mengmeng didn't care about this at all. He turned and was about to go to the yard. The angry son directly launched his martial spirit at this time.

He was sure that today, no matter what, he would have to pay the price for playing with his little one.

He is a noble son. When did he suffer such injustice.

In an instant, the thick blue soul breath began to spread around the son, and the temperature in the air instantly plummeted.

A blue ice dragon loomed behind the Holy Son, and the towering dragon power suddenly spread. People with low strength couldn't resist it and were overwhelmed on the spot.

People did not exclaim: "this is the soul of his Highness the son - ice spirit pterosaur? It's really powerful..."

This is not over, and then the soul rings of the son began to appear. One by one, they fell from top to bottom, set on the son and fell at the foot of the son. Five soul rings in a row made people stare.

"Look, it's a ten thousand year soul ring. His Highness the son has broken through to the soul king!"

"Sure enough, he is the Holy Son. He has reached the soul king when he is only how old!"

“……”

For a time, people were surprised at the son's accomplishments, and Yan Mengmeng didn't care about it except Yan Mengmeng.

Her little sisters all looked worried.

A soul king came to find something. Their holy daughter is in danger!

But Yan Mengmeng didn't think so. She looked at the Holy Son's martial spirit, gorgeous blue special effects and elegant appearance.

Wow, I love it.

In contrast, what's your name? Special effects, no special effects, no appearance.

Shaking her head, Yan Mengmeng takes back her envious eyes and waits for the son's next step.

The Holy Son who opened the soul of Wu felt the envy of the masses and was a little proud. He secretly said: This is the normal situation.

Then he said to Yan Mengmeng, who didn't have a straight eye: "what's the matter, Saint junior sister, is this martial spirit still worth your shot?"

Yan Mengmeng nodded and responded in the expectant eyes of the masses: "good martial spirit!"

After that, Yan Mengmeng summoned his own martial spirit. Without those gorgeous characteristics and strong breath fluctuations, just a little white light flashed, and a jade card appeared in Yan Mengmeng's hand.

It seems that the jade plate is actually a sword handle with a transparent blade about one foot long.

Compared with the opening of the Holy Son's martial spirit just now, this is simply weak.

People were disappointed by the spirit of the saint. For a time, the balance of victory began to tilt more than half towards the son.

Then, Yan Mengmeng's Soul Ring appeared, four in a row, very normal, without anything special.

First game: momentum competition.

Winner: son!

Of course, although you lose a move at the beginning, it doesn't mean you will lose next.

Pretending to be addicted, the son said magnanimously, "sister saint, just do it. Don't be afraid to hurt me. It's estimated that you can't do it!"

Yan Mengmeng looked at him suspiciously and asked uncertainly, "are you sure?"

His Highness the son nodded proudly and replied positively, "nature!"

Yan Mengmeng smiled: "well, since you said so, I'm not polite!"

Before the voice fell, the first yellow Soul Ring on Yan Mengmeng began to flicker. There were no other fluctuations, just the Soul Ring flickered.

The son, who had made a good posture to resist, didn't find any abnormality until he looked at Yan Mengmeng, and the picture began to become blurred. He blinked his eyes in doubt.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that his eyes were completely white, and there was no feeling of his body.

Yes, it's the familiar unreasonable soul skill - Show lightsaber array!