Douluo Dalu: I am Qian Renxue’s daughter

Chapter 393 Tang Mo appears

Author: Sha Jiaoyan

Feng Xiao's words immediately stunned Qian Motang, who was stunned on the spot, looking at the wrong person with suspicion in his eyes.

"Xiaoxiao, what did I mean by what I just said?!" Qian Motang asked.

"I understand what you mean. Now it's my turn to make a decision, Tang Mo." Feng Xiao came close to Qian Motang, lowered her voice, and slowly said the name in her ear.

Qian Motang was stunned for a moment, his whole body froze instantly, his eyes were dull, as if he had been frightened.

Feng Xiao shrugged with an indifferent expression, and calmly pulled Qian Motang into the wrong room. Then she walked straight to the wrong bed, raised her eyebrows, and looked at her.

"Mo Tang, he, He Lianjue and Dugujiao are both already at the fifty-level soul master of the soul sect. Now I am at the forty-ninth level. There is no other way. Let me tell you.

, what should we do to raise the soul power level to level 50?" Feng Xiao raised her head, looked at Qian Motang, who had been standing still, and said coldly.

But Qian Motang didn't shut up, so Feng Xiao kept waiting, and at the same time, he ravaged Feng Mo's fluffy little guy. It was so good.

After a long time, Qian Motang came back to her senses, and many pictures appeared in her mind. Regarding Helianjue, she told herself to practice hard and must improve her soul power level to level 50. She also reminded herself,

The Seraph Martial Spirit does not simply rely on cultivation to improve its soul power level, but it relies on constant fighting to improve its soul power level.

There is also a reminder from Feng Xiaocuo himself in the picture, saying that the Seraph Martial Spirit is not an ordinary martial spirit, it is the top god-level martial spirit in the legend, and its cultivation method should not be simple, but

Whether to achieve the purpose of cultivation through fighting.

Qian Motang rubbed his temples, feeling that those past few days were so busy that he had forgotten whether he had the most pressing matters to deal with. As early as at the gate of Shrek Academy, he asked Dean Zhao Wuji to help him register to return to school.

After receiving the information, she should leave Tiandou City and go to the Soul Beast Forest for special training.

Where is the posthumous title?

The seven-day bet between Senior Helian and Senior Dugu has already passed. Two days have passed, and not long after, the third day will come.

"Thank me, Xiaoxiao." No matter how upset she was, Qian Motang still wanted to say thank you to Feng Xiao. If she hadn't reminded her, she might have forgotten the proposal she made two days ago.

Feng Xiao was not angry, so he glanced at her lightly and said, "It's good that I know. He has already suggested it to me, but what about me? I didn't take his suggestion to heart. Is he sad?"

,I must make it up to him!"

With that said, Feng Xiao rushed over, pressed Qian Motang to the east of her body, stared in the wrong direction, and declared: "Mo Tang, please remember to make it up to him, do you understand?"

The corner of Qian Motang's mouth twitched fiercely, "Hey, hey, hey, do I think I am the boss?"

Very cool, that kind of posture is a bit too ambiguous, hey, hey, hey, hurry up and get out of his body, he is so pressed that he is almost out of breath!

Feeling helpless at first, Qian Motang had no choice but to swear to Feng Xiao, "No, no, no, he knows, he knows, he will make it up to me. I will never make a mistake. He swears, okay!"

"

After hearing Qian Motang's assurance, Feng Xiao let go of her legs, quickly got up from the wrong side, and threw herself directly on the other side, making a sound.

Qian Motang turned his head and looked at Feng Xiao, who was throwing herself on the bed. She was very grateful to Wong Fang. She was grateful to Wong Fang for reminding herself once again to adopt Yidong Zaici's opinion.

"Xiaoxiao."

"Well, what's wrong?" Feng Xiao was very puzzled and forgot to glance at Qian Motang, and asked doubtfully.

"Thank you for my opinion." Qian Motang said sincerely.

"Haha, it's good that I know. Don't live up to his opinion. He, He Lianjue, and Dugujiao are two seniors, but they are all waiting for me. Work hard, girl." Feng Xiao got up and stood on her feet.

Beside the bed, he patted Qian Motang on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Feng Xiao felt that she had finished what she should do, so she should go back to her room to sleep. It would be a tiring day tomorrow.

Watching Feng Xiao leave, the entire empty bedroom suddenly lost the atmosphere it had just now, and the silence was terrifying. Qian Motang was walking alone on the bed in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while.

Could it be that Feng Xiao had reminded herself that Tang Mo and that identity could conceal Shi Huan's identity as Qian Motang?

"But what should I do with his martial spirit?" Qian Motang raised her right leg and used some of the soul power outside her body. The mark of the Seraphim's martial spirit instantly appeared on the back of her right leg. She looked at her leg.

She couldn't help but take a look at her left leg with the Seraph Martial Spirit Mark on her back, that mysterious Martial Spirit that she had never used.

"What's going on?" Qian Motang felt very strange. When she was about to use the soul power outside her body to flow to her left leg, and wanted to take a good look at the mark of the mysterious martial spirit, she suddenly discovered that no matter she

How to make the soul power flow to the left leg? Is it possible that the martial soul in the left leg is never willing to appear, even if the martial soul mark is the same?

Qian Motang was surprised at this moment. Was there something wrong with her body, or was there something wrong with her other martial soul? When she thought of that possibility, she kept running the soul power outside her body.

The pain kept coming to her left leg, and she wanted to take a look to see if what was going on?!

When all the soul power was concentrated on her left leg, Qian Motang sensed something in an instant. She sensed that something was stopping her, causing the mysterious martial soul mark to emerge, without even asking for the martial soul.

Let it out.

When all of Qian Motang's attention was focused on the mysterious martial spirit in her left leg, she did not notice the changes in her body. Her long golden hair, which was originally beautiful and beautiful, slowly shortened at some point, and the golden color gradually turned to black.

As the purple color approaches, it turns into short black-purple hair. Even the color of her eyes is the same, gradually changing from golden pupils to dark purple pupils.

At that time, Qian Motang immediately noticed something unusual. Why did his golden hair suddenly disappear, and the position of his chest gradually shrank back.

When Qian Motang thought of that cocoa, she was so frightened that she immediately threw herself in front of a mirror, staring blankly at herself in the mirror, looking at a familiar yet very unfamiliar face, which was clearly the face of her other vest.

The beautiful face is gradually getting closer to the handsome face.

"Tang Mo." Qian Motang murmured to herself, stretching out her legs to touch herself in the mirror. When her eyes glanced at her left leg, she was instantly stunned.

The mysterious martial soul mark that she couldn't see just now suddenly appeared on the back of her left leg, flashing with a strange dark purple pattern. It looked like a small dark purple spider. If you look carefully, you can see that it was a small spider.

The pattern is a bit strange.

Seeing the mysterious martial soul mark appear, Qian Motang immediately focused on his right leg. Sure enough, the Seraphim martial soul mark disappeared instantly.

"That... is so weird!" Qian Motang didn't know whether to be surprised or panicked, or whether it was a bit unbelievable!

I remember that when I first became Tang Mo, without my knowledge, I was wrapped in a big cocoon made of spider silk, and then my appearance changed in a daze.

The second thing is like this. I was obviously sleeping well in bed. When I suddenly woke up, I found that I was sleeping on the street. Fortunately, I woke up in time. The sky was gray and bright, and the street was not there.

How many pedestrians and patrol soldiers would have seen themselves sleeping on the side of the street, mistaking them for a drunkard, drunk and careless, sleeping on the road in a daze.

That time, was my true meaning? For the first time, I saw clearly and clearly that I suddenly turned into Tang Mo's face!

"What kind of martial spirit is that mysterious martial spirit!" Qian Motang sighed in surprise. When he stood up, he instantly found that the nightgown he was wearing seemed a little tight.

Therefore, Qian Motang had to change into a new set of clothes. No, the clothes were a set of men's clothes, neatly packed away.

The person who appeared in the mirror at this moment was no longer Qian Motang, but Tang Mo.

Lifting up the hair in front of his forehead and looking at his plump forehead, Tang Mo felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar and strange at the same time!

"Even the voice has changed. It seems that the mysterious martial spirit is really no ordinary martial spirit!" Tang Mo looked at his left leg and sighed with emotion.

"Since it's already like that, then it's time to go out and don't disappoint Xiaoxiao's opinion. No matter what, his soul power level must be raised to level 50!" Tang Mo clenched his fists tightly, his eyes glaring.

With unwavering light.

Opening the floor-to-ceiling window, slightly lifting the curtains, he checked the patrol times of the patrolling guards around Yidong Dugu's mansion and when they would pass by there.

After calculating the time, Tang Mo quickly jumped out of the window while the patrolling guards were changing shifts, quickly climbed over the wall and left Dugu Mansion, heading straight for his destination.

In another bedroom not far from Tang Mo's bedroom, Fengxiao's bedroom, the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were slightly opened.

"Finally the action has begun."