Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 241

Lan Xue always felt that she had forgotten something important.

She was not interested in the conversation between Mo Wentian and Ma Hongjun.

After thinking about it, Lan Xue couldn't figure out what important thing she had forgotten.

but.

Thinking about it carefully, Lan Xue thinks that the things that can be forgotten should not be important things, and since she can't remember them, she should not think about them.

If it wasn't for this fat man who suddenly appeared and touched him, he wouldn't have forgotten the matter.

Lan Xue glared at Ma Hongjun's back fiercely, which made Ma Hongjun feel his back go cold, a bit creepy, but when he looked back, he didn't find the problem.

Ma Hongjun murmured "strange" in his heart, and then continued to chat with Mo Wentian without thinking too much, Ma Hongjun, who was chatting, unexpectedly mentioned the knife by accident.

This time, let's see who can save you... Lan Xue has written Ma Hongjun down in her notebook, and whenever she has a chance, she must make him look good.

Ma Hongjun, who was talking with Mo Wentian about his past experience and telling a little story, didn't know that he suddenly said about the knife, and now Lan Xue had written it down in his little notebook.

"Small knife..."

Mo Wentian babbled for a while, he also wanted to know where the knife was, he forgot to ask Lan Xue if he had seen a dog...

Mo Wentian recovered from the silence, and shook his head with a distressed smile, "I don't know where Xiaodao is now, and I also want to know how Xiaodao is doing. But after leaving Wuhun City, I haven't seen him again." Knife."

Mo Wentiandi's words were slightly wounded, and then he felt that something was wrong, Xiao Dao would definitely be fine, so he smiled and said to Ma Hongjun: "But you don't have to worry, Xiao Dao will definitely be fine. Xiao Dao is better than us She is still powerful in her imagination, maybe one day, she will come in a form."

Ma Hongjun blinked his eyes, "No way, no way, brother Tian, ​​you really don't believe in transformations, what nonsense? Even if it is transformations, it takes 10 years of soul beasts to do it, Xiaodao... It's not that I'm fat and look down on her, it's impossible!"

Hearing this, Lan Xue's gaze became even colder. Originally, she wanted to beat Ma Hongjun with a serious injury, but now it seems that a serious injury is not enough to relieve her anger!

It must be severely punished, it should be almost dead, right?
Or, cripple, just cripple him!

How dare you look down on Miss Ben, maybe you're tired of life?snort!

Mo Wentian smiled, and said lightly: "There are no absolutes in this world. Who knows? It's hard to say whether Xiao Dao is a soul beast. Moreover, this kind of adventure is not something that only soul masters have."

Mo Wentian remembered the situation where Xiaodao snatched the Eight Spider Lances, what else is impossible?Even the protagonist's Eight Spider Lances... Speaking of which, he seemed to have robbed Tang San of a lot of things.

Tang San: Be more confident, remove the seeming.

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was still impossible.

However, Ma Hongjun didn't dwell on this topic, he continued to ask about Mo Wentian's experience in the Slaughter City, which was more interesting.

As for the small knife, Ma Hongjun asked it completely by accident.

but.

Ma Hongjun's unintentional mistake has already been remembered by Lan Xue, as long as he finds an opportunity, he will ask Ma Hongjun to look good, and let him see why the flowers are so popular.

After chatting for a while, Mo Wentian came to look at Ma Hongjun's villa, how much would it cost to live in such a big room, did not expect Dai Mubai to be so willing.

wrong.

Dai Mubai is the prince here, such a little money is nothing at all.

It is even possible that as long as Dai Mubai asks for it, others will give it to him.

Thinking of this, Mo Wentian couldn't help feeling the importance of having a good father at the beginning, unlike himself, who was a beggar at the beginning.

If you can choose to talk, Mo Wentian also imagined that Dai Mubai was like a prince at the beginning, and he even sent a marriage match saying, how wonderful, perfect.

"Brother Tian, ​​brother Tian..."

Ma Hongjun waved his hand in front of Mo Wentian, and yelled a lot, but Mo Wentian didn't respond, and he didn't know why he was so engrossed in his thoughts.

"What's wrong?" When Mo Wentian realized it, he looked at Ma Hongjun puzzled, not knowing what he wanted to say to him.

After all, the more Ma Hongjun talked, the more boring he became, and he couldn't blame himself for that, he would be distracted.

Moreover, I also want a villa!
Mo Wentian had a feeling in his heart, it seemed pretty good to live in the Star Luo Empire for a long time and be a carefree salted fish.

Ma Hongjun had no choice but to repeat, "Brother Tian, ​​I have already prepared the materials for the soul-returning pill and experience pill, can you help me, I can't live without sugar pills."

When Ma Hongjun said this, Lan Xue's eyes lit up, why didn't she think about it, why did she forget about it.

No, you have to speak up.

You can't let your brother agree so quickly, and you can't let him refuse.

Lan Xue asked, "Brother, what is the soul-returning pill?"

Mo Wentian wanted to reject Ma Hongjun, after all it would waste his soul power, and he would have to practice alchemy day and night, this is an endless thing, who knew that Lan Xue would be interested.

Mo Wentian explained it naturally, and Lan Xue asked knowingly, "Brother, is this soul-returning pill edible? How does it taste?"

Ma Hongjun immediately took out a bottle of Huhun Pill, "This is Huhun Pill, of course you can eat it, it tastes like candy, in terms of taste, you can also add fruit flavors depending on your preference."

Lan Xue looked at the soul-returning pill in Ma Hongjun's hand, looking a little curious. Ma Hongjun was also a genius, so he gave it to Lan Xue directly.

Lan Xue opened the bottle and poured out a soul-returning pill, Mo Wentian just looked at it, Lan Xue asked: "Brother, can this be eaten?"

Seeing that Mo Wentian nodded, Lan Xue ate the Soul Recalling Pill, "Yes, it's delicious. It would be great if it had other flavors, brother, can this be eaten as candy?"

Mo Wentian replied without even thinking: "Yes, sister, if you like it, I'll make it for you."

Lan Xue happily grabbed Mo Wentian's hand, and said, "Brother, is it true? You won't lie to me, right? I want a lot of fruit flavors, all of them."

Mo Wentian nodded with a smile, and said, "Okay, I promise you, of course I won't lie to you, just wait."

Lan Xue smiled happily: "Brother, brother, you promised me, don't lie."

Mo Wentian smiled again, and then said to Ma Hongjun: "Fatty, it's okay to help you make sugar pills, but I want to give half of it to my sister, is there any problem?"

Ma Hongjun quickly said: "No problem, of course it's no problem, Brother Tian, ​​don't worry."

Mo Wentian asked: "What you say is what you say?"

Ma Hongjun nodded vigorously, "It is necessary, what you say is what you say."

Mo Wentian frowned, "Fatty, why do I think that you planned it beforehand, you laughed so badly."

Ma Hongjun quickly denied, "That's not the case, brother Tian, ​​you're overthinking."

After Ma Hongjun finished speaking, he took out the materials, which immediately made Mo Wentian dumbfounded.

"Brother Tian, ​​you are busy. I went to Boss Dai and told him the good news of your arrival."

Before Mo Wentian could respond, Ma Hongjun had already run away, Mo Wentian didn't react for a long time.

(End of this chapter)