Douluo's invincible support

In his early years, Zhao Wuji had a bad reputation in the soul master world. At that time, he was young and energetic, and he would kill people at every turn. He killed countless people at that time, but now that he is provoked and makes a fool of himself during the day, the resentment in his heart has also accumulated to the extreme.

Don’t even think about it, it’s just intolerable.

Walking into a forest, seven soul rings were beating up and down, and lights of different colors were blooming in the darkened air. His aura seemed to dominate everything. Zhao Wuji was wary, but he couldn't lose in terms of aura: "Who is it?"

?Come out, I know you are here."

As he wished, a tall and mighty man came out with a soul ring. Zhao Wuji was immediately dumbfounded and felt like crying.

Not to mention the height suppression, he was almost the same as Xiao Wu without releasing the martial soul's true body, but Zhao Wuji didn't want to release the martial soul's true body at this time.

Yeah, big hearted.

He really didn't have the courage anymore. Looking at the nine soul rings above the opponent's head, he regretted following him. Only then did he realize that sometimes it is necessary to be timid. Moreover, what level is the top soul ring?

Red soul ring? What is that, wuwu, if it doesn't scare bears like this, what's the point?

Zhao Wuji is panicking now, but his desire to survive is absolutely strong: "Excuse me, which senior is here. Don't joke with me. How am I qualified to compete with you? Does the boss need to carry a bag? I can carry a bag~"

Fudo Ming Wang Yaran turned into a bear, very simple and honest.

"Senior is not senior, boss is not boss. Didn't you bully a few children during the day? But if the little one is beaten, and I don't come out, how can I still call you me? Don't worry, I will guide you.

No need to thank me." A sledgehammer appeared in the hand of the tall figure shrouded in black robe.

"You are the legendary..." Zhao Wuji recognized the five-meter-long Meow Meow Hammer, and then his heart became even more desolate.

"Well, but the other one, since he's here, why don't you just watch from the sidelines? One is just training, there's no difference between the two."

After hearing this, Flanders, who was hiding in a tree nearby, spread his wings and landed next to Zhao Wuji. Then he bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty Haotian... Actually..."

This person was naturally Tang Hao. Before Flanders could finish speaking, Tang Hao said, "Flanders, the four-eyed owl, stand aside, or I'll beat you up too."

"Oh, okay~" Flanders was delighted when he heard this, and obediently stood aside to leave space for Tang Hao and Zhao Wuji.

Well, a dead Taoist friend is better than a poor Taoist.

"Boss, you~" Zhao Wuji was stunned by Flender's operation.

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time...

"I don't need martial arts to beat you, just a stick of incense will do."

After Tang Hao finished speaking, he dispersed his martial soul and the soul ring disappeared. Then he stepped forward with a bang and a scream that spread in the forest, startling the birds in the forest.

…

the next day

One night passed, and the dinner party Dai Mubai mentioned did not succeed because too much soul power was consumed during the day and everyone was tired.

At this time, in a wooden house

"Brother, can't your own martial spirit speed up your recovery? Why do you have to use mine?" came a voice full of resentment and exhaustion.

"Isn't this a mental obstacle to my own martial spirit?" Tang explained.

"Yes~" Oscar said without thinking.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so good, you are so awesome." Tang held his hand in admiration.

"What? Brother, your soul curse is also rather vulgar, isn't it? Say it, and after everyone knows it, you will get used to it." It seems that he has found someone who has the same idea. He didn't sleep well all night, and was very tired in front of Oscar.

One light.

"Of course not, thank you. I'm almost healed now, thanks to your sausage. You can go to sleep and I'll ask for leave for you." Tang stretched and then lifted his feet to leave.

"No, come back. Do you want to tell me?" Oscar pulled Tang back and then put his arms around Tang's neck.

"Don't tell me!" Who was Tang? He directly pushed Oscar back on the bed.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Okay, you are awesome, but after what I said, if you dare to spread it everywhere, I will kill you, silence you, and then commit suicide. Even if you die, I will not let you go!"

Oscar felt the black aura exuding from behind him, and Tang with murderous intent in his eyes. He nodded obediently: "Yeah, yeah, I won't say anything. Let me go first, my body is going to fall apart..."

Then Don started talking….

"Damn, this is awesome. No wonder you didn't tell others. If it were me, I wouldn't tell anyone either. But I want to be the first one, but I don't know if it's enough? Boss, please~" After listening to Tang's statement

Oscar, holding Don's arm, begged.

"Haha^_^"

With a little soul power concentrated in his palm, Tang pushed Oscar gently and he lay down on the bed. Then he stood up coolly and said without looking back: "Okay, I recognize you as my brother, please be nice."

Rest, I’ll ask for leave for you, and then I’ll treat you to a big dinner in the city..."

"Haha..." Oscar was very satisfied with his roommate, and then fell into a deep sleep.