Title Douluo, you broke off the engagement, why are you crying when I chose the cat?

Chapter 8: Cat playing with mouse is cruel to mouse

Cat and mouse, to the cat, is just a game.

But for the cute little mouse, it was exhausted, but still could not escape the tragic fate, and was filled with deep despair.

Ye Xuan looked at Xiao Wu with interest.

His eyes naturally caught the resoluteness and tenderness in the other person's eyes.

So what is this for?
Are you going to throw the jar into the ground and sacrifice yourself on the spot?
She shouldn't be that stupid. If she sacrificed herself now, according to the logic of ordinary Titled Douluo, she would usually stop the loss in time and kill Tang San immediately. At least she could get a fresh 100,000-year soul bone.

So, Xiao Wu, what do you want to do?

What else can she do?

Ye Xuan walked towards Xiao Wu step by step. The sound of his footsteps was like the divine bell of destiny hanging high in the sky. Every step he took was like the ringing of the bell of judgment.

"Your name is Xiao Wu? Just now, you looked at me with disgust."

"As far as I know, we didn't know each other before."

"Just because of Ning Rongrong's one-sided statement, you are so indignant. You really have a strong sense of justice... Hehe."

Ye Xuan came in front of Xiao Wu, stretched out his hand, and gently lifted Xiao Wu's face.

Xiao Wu raised her head obediently, with pleading eyes.

Ye Xuan stroked her face for a while, and the touch was surprisingly good, full of collagen.

His palm slid down all the way to Xiao Wu's swan-like white and slender neck. He gently held it and could feel that it was as fragile as paper.

Just use slight force.
With a click, you can get a top-quality head.

Guaranteed freshness, guaranteed intact.

A trace of reminiscence flashed across Ye Xuan's eyes. Back then in the City of Slaughter, he had killed more than a million people in order to comprehend the way of killing, and his method of killing could be called an art.

Just for breaking necks, he has 167 methods.

The so-called King of Killing at that time was nothing more than a coward. In front of him, he was like a timid quail, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, just to survive.

This dampened his desire to kill, and in the end he didn't do it.

The City of Killing certainly has its reason for existence.

Ye Xuan didn't want to destroy it. Maybe someday, when more people came around again, he could go in occasionally to have some fun!
Xiao Wu felt cold all over.

Ye Xuan's palm was actually very warm, without any calluses, and was delicate and beautiful. Being gently touched by such a hand, he shouldn't have felt fear.

However, Xiao Wu felt it clearly.

Ye Xuan's hands on her neck kept changing, searching for different joints, acupuncture points, and the connection points of the tendons on her neck...

In just a few tens of seconds, it had changed more than a hundred times.

It was as if he had demonstrated the technique of breaking her neck more than a hundred times!
Xiao Wu couldn't help but be afraid. This man was far more terrifying and cruel than she had imagined!

"What are you doing!?"

But then a voice full of anger was heard.

The silent atmosphere was broken.

Originally, perhaps because of humiliation or fear, they did not dare to look up at Ye Xuan and the Shrek group.

Everyone was attracted by the sound and looked over.

Although there was timidity in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, there was more courage.

She looked angrily at Ye Xuan's hand that was stroking Xiao Wu's neck.

In Zhu Zhuqing's opinion, this is no different from molestation!
"You are a Titled Douluo, how dare you bully Xiao Wu, a girl? Where is your dignity as a Titled Douluo!"

Ning Rongrong also turned her head to look at this time, and saw Ye Xuan touching Xiao Wu's neck in an ambiguous manner.

She trembled and said angrily:

"Ye Xuan! Even if you are a Titled Douluo! But this is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect! This is not a place where you can do whatever you want! Get your dirty hands off Xiao Wu!"

Tang San, with his head sunk into the ground, couldn't see the outside world and was extremely anxious. His butt, which was raised high and twisted constantly, revealed his anxious mood at the moment.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you? Asshole, if you bully Xiao Wu, I won't let you go!"

Tang San twisted his butt, but he couldn't see what was happening!
My third brother is really anxious!

Ye Xuan smiled gently and squatted down slightly.

He whispered softly in her ear in a voice that only Xiao Wu could hear.

"They say my hands are dirty. What do you think, you hundred thousand year old rabbit?"

Xiao Wu’s heart was completely broken!

really!

Her true identity has long been exposed!
[Goodbye, Third Brother, don't worry, I won't implicate you]

Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with sorrow. She bit her lip and whispered, "Please, don't hurt my companions."

"None of them know my true identity. I don't think you would want the news of the 100,000-year soul beast to leak out and cause other Title Douluo to fight for it, right?"

"I can cooperate with you..."

Ye Xuan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you, little rabbit, to be so affectionate and righteous."

"I'll play with you later."

Ye Xuan stood up and looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

This stubborn little cat was staring at him refusing to admit defeat.

Even though she was kneeling on the ground, facing a Titled Douluo, she still refused to surrender.

"Kitty, why are you staring at me?"

Ye Xuan walked towards Zhu Zhuqing...

[No, don't! ]

Dai Mubai, who had been closing his eyes in pain and not looking at Xiao Wu, could no longer bear it and he roared angrily.

"Stop! Ye Xuan! Do you think that a Titled Douluo is invincible?"

"If the army approaches, what does it matter even if you are a Titled Douluo!"

"I am the third prince of the Xingluo Empire! Zhu Zhuqing is my fiancée. If you dare to touch her, I, Dai Mubai, will never let you go!"

Ye Xuan paused slightly.

Dai Mubai breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the identity of the third prince of the Xingluo Empire still shocked Ye Xuan.

Even a Titled Douluo would not dare to be an enemy of the Empire!

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed, and he instantly became confident.

"I didn't want to reveal my identity, but as a Titled Douluo, you bully weak spirit masters. You really don't have the pride of a strong person!"

"Don't you think it's shameful to bully the weak?"

After saying these words, Dai Mubai felt that his character seemed to have become much nobler. He held his head high and spoke with great authority.

however.

The next moment, Ye Xuan raised his hand.

Snapped!
Through the air, a slap hit Dai Mubai's face hard!
"Is it shameful to bully the weak? I don't think so."

"I think this incident is really shameful."

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Ye Xuan helped Dai Mubai perform plastic surgery.

Dai Mubai originally had a handsome face, but with Ye Xuan's considerate and meticulous transformation, he was successfully transformed into a big pig head!

"The third prince of the Xing Luo Empire? Seeing how confident you are, someone who doesn't know you would think you are the crown prince!"

Ye Xuan sneered.

He looked at Dai Mubai with a teasing look.

"As for the army approaching you mentioned, let's not talk about whether I'm afraid or not. Just based on your character, is it worth it for the Xing Luo Empire's army to come and cause trouble for me?"

"Believe it or not, I'll carry your head to the Star Luo Empire, and your good brother Davis will be so happy that he will treat me to a drink!"

It's like being poured with cold water from head to toe.

Dai Mubai felt chilled to the bone in an instant.

Yes.

He had been bluffing.

There was no way the Xing Luo Empire would send troops for him. He had become a deserter and escaped from the Xing Luo Empire during the struggle for the successor to the throne.

Over the years, he was afraid of being hunted down by Davis.

How dare I reveal my identity so easily?

Even if he was exposed, with Davis, the recognized heir, his so-called prince identity would be nothing more than a pathetic and pitiful creature.

Feeling the severe pain on my face.

In shame and anger,

Fear surged back into my heart.

Dai Mubai's knees went weak and he felt like begging for mercy.

(End of this chapter)