Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 205 Where's My Soul Skill?
who am I?
Where am I?

What am I going to do?

Facing the three major philosophies of life, I ask, who can calm down?

Mo Wentian felt a pain in the head.

I'm afraid no one will feel a headache when encountering such a situation, right? !

Mo Wentian's reaction was already calm, he thought he was dreaming at first, but he still didn't act aggressively.

If it was someone else, I'm afraid I would have called "Mommy" long ago.

No, you should be more confident, you must have shouted out.

Mo Wen Tianxin thought, should he also call out, then wake up very OT, and pretend to be an innocent little sheep again?

Soon, Mo Wentian denied this idea, this somewhat unrealistic idea, just think about it and let it go, don't take it seriously.

Well, the problem is coming.

Now, should I wake up?
Or pretend that you don't know anything and continue to pretend to be asleep?
Mo Wentian hesitated, he didn't know whether he should or not.Or, he wants to know more, how should he react, is it normal?

What do you mean, I don't seem normal?
Mo Wentian was thinking deeply, and suddenly felt that he seemed... really a little bit abnormal.

Since it is abnormal, there is no need to consider the normal reaction.

then.

Mo Wentian calmly opened his eyes, and bent down vigorously in the air, trying to see clearly who was holding his feet.

"Shh!"

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, after looking at it, your head is empty, and your heart is tense, Mo Wentian almost shouted: "Where did the doll come from?!"

Mo Wentian was dumbfounded immediately, if the other party was a big man who picks his feet, it might not be as simple as being dumbfounded, but just kicked past him.

but.

The other party is a little princess of a doll.

To be honest, is there a big man and a small man who are willing to step over?

Conan, what do you think?
No!
Mo Wentian felt that his head was hurting or something, and he passed it after he endured it.

so.

It's better to pretend to sleep.

"elder brother."

Lan Xue put down Mo Wentian and did not continue to use Mo Wentian as a weapon.

Mo Wentian made a mistake, but he didn't open his eyes immediately, and said in his heart: "She probably didn't call me, I'll sleep for a while, maybe she will use those gentle and delicate hands to grab me. "

Mo Wentian, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, heard a sound of fighting, but he didn't know what happened.

After Lan Xue kicked away the big men surrounding him, she blinked at Mo Wentian who was on the ground, and asked, "Brother, the ground is cool, how long are you going to sleep?"

Mo Wentian wanted to continue pretending to be asleep, but when he heard Lan Xue's words, he couldn't help frowning.Obviously, this doll, Xiao Gongju, was talking to himself.

Mo Wentian opened his eyes with a smile, and blinked at Lan Xue, "Little sister, are you talking to me?"

Lan Xue smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes! Brother!"

Mo Wentian blinked again, and looked at Lan Xue carefully, when did he have such a cute younger sister?Why don't I even know it myself?

"Brother, don't be in a daze, get up quickly, this place is very dangerous." Lan Xue's words were a little anxious, and Mo Wentian followed suit, seeing that Lan Xue was concerned about him, he said sweetly in his heart.

Mo Wentian stood up quickly, and glanced at the big guy who was in trouble, I'll be good, my cheap little sister is amazing!I offended so many big men who pick their feet, but...

I like!
Just kidding, of course I like it, and do you still like it very much?
just now.

It's time for me to express myself. The script of Heroes Saving the Beauty is well done.

Mo Wentian protected Lan Xue behind him, "Sister, don't worry, with brother here, they won't be able to make any big waves, brother will protect you."

Lan Xue smiled and nodded, "Brother, I believe in you, you can do it."

Mo Wentian was full of smiles, he was a big man who was so bad at picking his feet, he looked a little scared.

Can be imagined.

This time, in front of my sister paper, my impression points are directly full.

Mo Wentian wiped his hair, and when he was about to put down his pen like a gambler, he wiped a piece of mud.

Trifle, throw it away, and try again...

Mo Wentian's face turned dark, a little gloomy, he couldn't figure out why his hair was so muddy.

Behind Mo Wentian, Lan Xue blinked her big eyes with a smile in her eyes, she almost couldn't laugh out loud.

Because, she knows what's going on!
"Young man, I advise you, it's better not to meddle in your own business."

Before Mo Wentian could speak, someone had already jumped out.

Mo Wentian couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, that's a joke. If you say you don't care about it, you don't care about it. What do you mean by that green onion? Master, is it easy for me to install a pen? If you insist on jumping out, then don't blame me!"

Lan Xue shouted from behind: "Brother, come on, Ollie!"

Mo Wentian was sure, this pen, he set it up today.

From Mo Wentian waking up, to standing up, to protecting Lan Xue, no one did anything.The reason is that they don't know how powerful Mo Wentian is.

In addition, Lan Xue has been using Mo Wentian as a weapon, everyone is a bit scrupulous, they don't think Mo Wentian is easy.

This time is good, someone has stepped forward, they are naturally very willing to see it, and they are also very willing to give up their position, waiting for him to try his tricks with Mo Wentian.

The melon-eating crowd watching the battle.When I saw this scene, I couldn't help being amazed, and the big talker was looking for the black veil girl.

"It's a pity, Mr. Messenger, you were not present for such an interesting event. I really want to know how you will react when you see it!"

at this time.

Faced with Mo Wentian's angry words, the big man laughed out loud, obviously his heart was covered by lard.

"Hahaha."

"Joke, you are a yellow-haired brat, I, Old Zhu, are still afraid of you, aren't you?"

Lao Zhu hooked his fingers at Mo Wentian provocatively, and said, "Come on, come if you have the ability, Lao Zhu will teach you how to behave."

it is good.

well.

very good.

Mo Wentian said yes in his heart, and rushed towards Lao Zhu with a smile instead of anger, "Where's the Double Dragon Blood Sword... the sword... the sword?" Mo Wentian, who was about to play handsome, turned out to be a disaster, and the Double Dragon Blood Sword couldn't be summoned .

"Damn, what's going on?"

Mo Wentian stood in front of Lao Zhu, but he couldn't react by mistake.

Lao Zhu also made a mistake, and so did the others.

but.

Lao Zhu's reaction was faster than Mo Wentian's.

"Hahaha, it turned out that the monkey invited you here. Are you afraid that you will laugh at me to death?"

"No fun, no fun, no fun!"

"Look at my old Zhu's Bagang ancestral boxing, don't beat you into a turtle king..."

Lao Zhu did what he said, raised his veteran hand, and quickly slammed on Mo Wentian's body, picking up and down and hitting him non-stop.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

It has to be said that Lao Zhu's speed was very fast. In the blink of an eye, he punched Mo Wentian more than 80 times.

However, Mo Wentian was still in a state of deep thought, and didn't realize that he had been beaten.

"Where did my soul skills go?" This was the question that Mo Wentian thought of during his meditation.

(End of this chapter)