Fengming Douluo

"Hahaha!"

"Killing me!"

Seeing Shui Bing'er held in his arms, he didn't dare to turn his head at all, and Ma Hongjun, who was like a baby-like master, couldn't help laughing again.

"Huh, don't laugh!"

Ma Hongjun turned his head angrily, blinked his cute eyes that were as bright as Star, and stared at the crowd with a loud voice, making it impossible to feel that he was angry.

After a while, everyone laughed enough, and Flanders and others "reluctantly" said, "Don't worry, we swear by our Martial Soul, we will never say anything."

However, although they were vowing to Ma Hongjun, they didn't think so. Although the promise could not be stated, they did not say that they could not talk about it themselves. If they were to talk to each other if they were heard by others, they would not be blamed. In short, no matter what, such an interesting thing must not be kept from Tang San, it must be let him know.

Everyone here at Shrek promised that they would never say nothing before they began to inquire about Ma Hongjun's specific situation. On the other side, at the moment Ma Hongjun pecked the broken eggshell and got out of it, his awakening seemed to awaken some inexplicable existence.

In a primitive old forest in the southwest of the mainland, a large colorful rooster with its wings shed and five or six meters tall suddenly raised its head and looked towards the northeast of the mainland. The strange thing is that this huge giant The colorful rooster actually had pupils the same as Dai Mubai's.

At the same time, in the Pope Hall of Martial Soul City, located in the southeast of Tiandou City, at the junction of the two major borders, sitting high on the pope's throne, holding the pope's scepter, the beautiful, majestic and majestic woman suddenly raised her head, noble and bright eyes. A dark purple light flashed in the middle, and he forgot to come towards the direction of Tiandou City.

"Come here!" the noble and glamorous stunning woman suddenly said to the empty Great Hall.

The beauty of the woman is suffocating. It is a contradictory atmosphere of noble, evil, pure and mature and charming. The passage of years in her body seems to have lost its meaning, making it impossible to see her true age.

This mature, glamorous, pure and noble and beautiful woman has white and slender legs with Erlang's legs high; graceful, graceful, seductive and criminal, leaning lazily on the pope's throne, with her vermilion lips open. Although it was just a faint saying in the Great Hall, it didn't take long for the beautiful woman to wait. After only a moment, the petals of chrysanthemum petals in golden and purple colors slowly fell in the empty Great Hall.

The flowers rained, and the purple and gold chrysanthemum petals gathered in the empty Great Hall, and gradually turned into purple and gold lights, condensed into a beautiful figure with the same slender figure and graceful posture.

"See under the crown of the Pope, I wonder if you have any orders?"

The visitor bowed and bowed to the beautiful woman on the throne, her voice was soft and charming, and it was magnetic, giving people a feeling of indistinguishable sex.

"Yueguan, please inform Salas and ask him to help me investigate what happened to Heaven Dou City recently." The woman said, her voice sounded equally soft and coquettish, even more tender than just called Yue. Guan's glamorous woman's voice is a bit more pleasant.

"Yes, under the crown of my noble Pope." Yueguan bowed as he said, and turned into chrysanthemum petals, dancing and disappearing into the empty Great Hall.

"Order to go down, let Xiaoxue also give me a secret investigation of what has happened to Tiandou City recently." After Yueguan left, the beautiful woman said suddenly.

She is so beautiful, even if she is leaning lazily on the pope's throne, the exposed whiteness is still with Erlang's legs, it is still difficult to conceal the noble elegance and the solemn temperament of Sacred on her body, and it makes people unable to give birth to a trace. A sense of blasphemy.

At the same time, her charming half-lying figure, towering high, two round and jade-run snow peaks, pure and beautiful face, tender and white long legs and Qiong arms, and mature and charming atmosphere, matched with her. A half-covered purple shirt, as if seducing crime all the time, even more people can't help but want to climb and play.

"Yes!"

As soon as the beautiful and stunning purple-clothed woman's voice fell, a Daoist shadow appeared in the gloom of the empty Great Hall. There was not too much nonsense. After answering, the black shadow disappeared in seconds.

"It's really disgusting, no matter where you hide, this seat will definitely pull you out of the corpse." The woman said a cold murderous intent flashed through her half-open pupils, and then slowly Closing his eyes, the secluded Great Hall fell into silence again.

Similarly, in the depths of the Elder Hall in Martial Soul City, an old man with a white beard sitting cross-legged in front of an angel idol, wearing a snow-white cultivator robe, and a childlike face with a crane, seemed to be awakened by the gentle breath of Sacred.

"Interesting, come!" said the white-bearded old man with a childlike face.

"See the Great Sacrifice!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, there was a shadow of Daoist in the dark place of the quiet room he cleaned up.

"Tell Xiaoxue that there has been a person who is extremely compatible with her. This person is definitely the best help for Xiaoxue. Let her find this person no matter what, if she can't, she knows what to do." The old man said, closing his eyes slightly, seeming to open it lazily.

The same thing was happening in a bloody dark space and on a high mountain island, but it was too far away. The great existence here just opened his eyes slightly in doubt, and then closed his eyes again.

At this time, in the Tianburn Qi Refining Tower of Shrek Academy, everyone heard about Ma Hongjun's situation and couldn't help laughing.

"So, you are now considered to have completely refined Martial Soul, but because of our catalysis, you were born early, so you are only this big now, and your spirit power level is only ten, right?" The master wrinkled and said.

"Yes, but don't worry too much. As long as my spirit power level is restored, I can change back to the original state." Ma Hongjun said milkily.

"That way, release your Martial Soul, let us see what is strange about Martial Soul after thorough refining." Flender asked.

"No, absolutely not, I'll show it to you when I recover." Ma Hongjun shook his head like a rattle, and resolutely rejected Flanders' proposal.

"Boy, don't listen to your teacher's words, you should always listen to Big sis' words? Release your Martial Soul for us to see." Liu Erlong said.

Flander and the master twitched their mouths, not knowing what to say, Ma Hongjun called them a teacher and an uncle, but they also called their third sister Big sis, but they didn't dare to express any opinions.

"Sister Erlong, please let me go. I really can't show it to you now. I promise that when my strength recovers, I will release it for you to see enough."

Ma Hongjun said that his fat little hand climbed up to Shui Bing'er's snowy peak, supporting his body to climb up, without sliding her body out of her clothes to cover it, and whispered to Shui Bing'er, "Sister Bing'er, take it quickly. I'm going back, I haven't got any clothes on yet."

Shui Bing'er was trying to stop Ma Hongjun's messy little hands forcibly resisting the numbness in her chest. When she heard his whisper, she nodded insignificantly, and quietly moved towards the passageway with Ma Hongjun in her arms.

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