Dragon Soul of Douluo

Chapter 109 White Fox Lady, Part [-]

"Hong Jun, what's the matter with you, why do you show a scared expression?" Flender asked back.

The angry shout came from Long Xiaotian, he was bluffing early in the morning, he was flirting with Yue'er, the noisy sound outside made him very dissatisfied.

"What are you talking about? You guys, don't you know that your sister-in-law is sleeping? Why are you arguing?" Long Xiaotian came out, cursing.

The people present couldn't help shaking when they heard the angry shout.

Tang San was still very friendly, his stammering words revealed that he was actually very scared, "Long... Long... Brother Long! Good morning... Good morning!"

Long Xiaotian rolled his eyes helplessly, looking at this group of cowards, are they still afraid of him?Didn't he just unleash his martial spirit and beat up the king of the earth?My Wuhun is so handsome, you are afraid of me if you don’t worship me, especially the fat man inside, labor and management kindly hunted soul rings for you, you treat labor and management like this, carefully take off your chicken wings and roast them for you!

"Little San, tell me the truth, are you a little afraid of brother?" Long Xiaotian asked playfully.

Tang San nodded first, then shook his head violently.

Flender turned around and asked Ma Hongjun in a low voice: "What's the situation? It seems that you all seem to be afraid of Xiaotian? What happened last night, please tell me."

Ma Hongjun carefully glanced at Long Xiaotian from under Flender's crotch, and found that his attention was on Tang San, so he whispered about the scene last night.

"Dean, the thing is like this, it's not that we're afraid of Brother Long, it's just that his inner martial soul is a bit involuntarily scary, last night..." Then he talked about the whole process in detail, Flender smiled wretchedly as he listened. He never expected that Xiaotian still has such awesome skills...

"What's the situation? It's all right, last night when we ate skewers, one tasted better than the other, and we don't know anyone today?" Long Xiaotian shouted with heartache.

After everyone was silent for a while, Ning Rongrong stood up, "Oh, Brother Long, we are not afraid of you, but your martial soul. We were indeed a little scared of the battle last night. that's why we're scared to see you..."

Long Xiaotian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, isn't this nonsense?I haven't seen you guys be afraid when I used Wuhun before, but this time you're so scared?What a fuss!
"Okay, okay, stop talking, be afraid if you are afraid, Xiao San, you are not really afraid of brother, are you?" Long Xiaotian asked with some expectation, if Tang San was afraid, then how could he deceive Tang San in the future?Seeing him, he hid far away, couldn't even say a word, and couldn't trick Tang San even if he wanted to.

Tang San was silent for a while, yes, I'm afraid that this is nonsense?Just a Martial Soul, scaring them like this?It's really embarrassing to say it... Thinking of Tang San's previous appearance here, he strode up to Long Xiaotian, relaxed and said: "Oh, Brother Long, I'm just kidding with you, we can't because of your Is Wuhun so frightened?"

Oscar also said with a smile: "Brother Long, let me see that giant sword move again! It's so handsome!"

Long Xiaotian nodded in relief, it seems that Tang San will have to be tricked in the future, and he will be sorry if he doesn't.

He patted Tang San on the shoulder, "Okay, there will be some internal recruits later, you guys talk, and by the way, simply prepare breakfast, I'm going to wake my wife up."

Everyone also nodded, no longer looked a little scared before, Wuhun is Wuhun, people are people, they can't be confused, and they are afraid because of Long Xiaotian's Wuhun, isn't that ridiculous?What do you think of the seven monsters...

"Xiaotian, wait!" Flender listened to Fatty's explanation, huge blood-colored wings, and a giant sword in his hand?In an instant, he became very interested in Long Xiaotian's martial soul. Could it be that the wings and giant sword are twin martial souls?And since he entered the academy, he has never known what his martial soul is. He only knows that he has twelve wings, wait a minute!Twelve Wings!Could it be a mutated bird spirit?

If Long Xiaotian knows about this, Long Xiaotian: Your grandma is a bird with legs!Everyone in your neighborhood is a bird!
"What are you doing?" Long Xiaotian stopped, turned his head, Shuaibi stared at Flender.

Could it be that you want to mess with Ji, Nima, what kind of eyes?Look at me like a beautiful woman?Be careful that the twelve-winged fallen angel will beat you up violently.

"Xiaotian, you don't have to pretend anymore. I heard Hongjun talk about your situation. Tell me, what is your martial spirit? Don't tell me it's a bird!"

The six monsters next to him pricked up their ears, for fear of missing something...

Wuhun?Long Xiaotian is confused, don't you know what the wings that were exposed last night are?Still ask me?

In fact, Long Xiaotian has never mentioned his twelve-winged fallen angel to others. He always appeared in front of everyone in a low-key form. The palace came to the door, he had no ability to resist, and now he is a soul sage, and the title Douluo is not afraid, and naturally he is not afraid of the martial soul leaking, so let's pretend to compare with you, you forced me!
Seeing that Long Xiaotian was still in deep thought, Oscar hurriedly said: "Brother Long, you really mean it! We really want to know the truth of the matter!"

Ma Hongjun, who was hiding behind Flender, also stood up, showing the heartbroken expression that Long Xiaotian showed just now, "Brother Long, don't people trust each other at all? Thanks to you, you are still our teacher. Don't you want to tell us this?"

Tang San also nodded in agreement, the relationship of more than ten years... Bah, can't you tell me about the brotherhood of several years?

"This..." Long Xiaotian pursed his lips, so let's just say it, who am I, Long Xiaotian, afraid of? In this world, I am a pig's foot, okay? "My martial spirit is a twelve-winged fallen angel! That's right, when it comes to angels, you may think of the angel family, but don't think of me with them. I have nothing to do with the angel family. My martial spirit is ten Two-winged fallen angel! The spirit of the angel clan is a seraph, there is no comparison between the two!"

At this point, everyone was dumbfounded, the fart bird martial soul, angel, I have never seen an angel in my life...

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you saying that your spirit is a twelve-winged fallen angel?" Flender was a little confused. He had heard of angels, but he had never heard of fallen angels. Was it strong?

"Yes, the attributes of the angel family are often glorious and holy images, but the difference with my martial soul is that the attributes are killing, bloodthirsty, and destroying. This is why Tang San and the others are afraid." Long Xiaotian explained road.

The seven monsters have long been speechless in shock, their eyes are dull, and they are carefully thinking back and thinking about what Long Xiaotian said. Twelve-winged fallen angel, killing, destroying...

Flender swallowed a mouthful of saliva. There is no doubt that the seraphim family is awesome, but Long Xiaotian's twelve-winged fallen angel seems to be even more awesome!

　Thank you Ye, Moshang Sang for your reward and support!
　　Thank you all!

　　
　
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