Zongheng Douluo: My martial spirit is a tailed beast

Chapter 77 Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan is Coming?

That night, Feng Yi looked at the people at the dinner table who were still excitedly drinking, but Feng Yi was speechless.

From the previous life, Feng Yi hated this kind of atmosphere very much. Although the people who drink now are all friends of the same age, but Feng Yi still prefers quiet places. Although he is helpless, since he has already come, he naturally does not want to spoil the fun. .

"Feng Yi." Just when Feng Yi was helpless, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

Feng Yi followed the sound and saw that Zhu Zhuqing was holding the wine glass, his face was slightly red, and he was looking straight at himself.

"What's the matter?" Probably because everyone was drunk, Zhu Zhuqing's voice seemed to be heard by no one except himself.

"You...can you guide me in training? I want to become stronger, and I don't want to go on like this anymore..." Zhu Zhuqing mumbled while hiccupping.

"Me? Guide you? You should find Mubai." Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's appearance, Feng Yi said helplessly.

"Why are you looking for him? He's not as good as you. Is it possible that because he and I can use the martial soul fusion skill, I must get together with him?" Zhu Zhuqing directly said without thinking, "You are better than him Too much... You are so fast, you must be much better than this playboy Dai Mubai!"

"What you said, why can't you feel that you are praising me at all..." Feng Yi said speechlessly.

"Feng Yi, as long as you are willing to teach me and make me stronger, I will promise you anything you ask me to do!" Zhu Zhuqing said a little excitedly.

"I promise to do anything..." Hearing these words, Feng Yi subconsciously glanced at Zhu Zhuqing's perfect figure, and hastily coughed twice: "Don't be in a hurry, let's talk about it later."

"No!" Zhu Zhuqing said, and ran directly to Feng Yi's side, changed his usual coldness, put on a cute and pitiful appearance, and directly grabbed Feng Yi's hand: "If my strength is not enough, I must Will be killed by my sister, I can't believe Mubai now...Brother Feng, please..."

"Ah! Zhuqing! What are you doing! He is my brother! Let go!" At this moment, Xiao Wu cried out suddenly, and rushed towards Feng Yi directly.

Seeing Xiao Wu flying towards him, Feng Yi sucked in a breath of cold air. If this continues, the drinking situation will definitely explode: "I can't afford to provoke, can I still hide...I'll run away!"

Feng Yi's eyes flashed red as he counted, everyone's eyes were slightly dull, Feng Yi turned into a whirlpool and disappeared.

"Eh? Where's my brother?" Xiao Wu threw herself onto the chair.

"He must be busy, let's continue drinking~" Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

"Okay! Go on!"

At this time, a vortex suddenly appeared in the Wuhun Hall of Suotuo City, and Feng Yi sat down on the ground directly: "I'll go, these women are a bit too fierce... I can't afford to provoke them."

"Master Shengzi?" Just as Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, a burly figure appeared in front of Feng Yi.

Hearing this voice, Feng Yi was also slightly taken aback: "Senior Wen Long? Why are you in the Wuhun Palace?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just finished my work and was about to leave when I saw you fall." Wen Long smiled and stretched out his hand to Feng Yi: "What's the matter? What made you so anxious?"

"It's nothing, just encountered some things that I can't handle." Feng Yi got up directly and waved his hands.

Hearing this, Wen Long was also a little surprised: "Is there anything you can't handle? Who is so strong?"

"It's not all fighting, these little girls are too enthusiastic, I'm the worst at dealing with such things." Feng Yi smiled wryly.

"Hahaha, Mr. Shengzi is so good, so many people will naturally like it. If you need Mr. Shengzi, how about I arrange two for you?" Wen Long said with a strange smile.

"Farewell, I still escaped." Feng Yi quickly shook his head: "Maxiu Nuo and the others are there? I just happened to check the grade."

"You... broke through?" Hearing Feng Yi's words, Wen Long was slightly taken aback.

"Well, I just finished absorbing the fourth spirit ring." Feng Yi nodded.

"As expected of the Holy Son, his talent is astonishing." Wen Long sighed, "I happen to be fine, so I'll take you to have an appraisal."

"It's troublesome." Feng Yi nodded slightly, and followed Wen Long towards the interior of the Spirit Hall.

At this time, outside the Wuhun Hall, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl was walking slowly towards the Wuhun Hall following a feminine-looking man.

"Grandfather Yue, why did the master ask me to come to such a small town to find that holy son? Is he really good?" The girl asked with a puzzled expression.

"My lord Pope, this time, I just want you to try this holy son who was blown into the sky by my lord saint. If he is really strong, then he will probably be your junior in the future." The feminine man smiled. Said: "Don't worry, you won't waste much time. If you think you've wasted your training time, how about Grandpa Yue getting you more treasures from heaven and earth in the future?"

"Hey, thank you Grandpa Yue." Hearing this, the girl was also overjoyed, and she quickly thanked her.

These two are none other than Hu Liena, the future Saintess of the Spirit Hall, and the enshrined in the Spirit Hall, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Yueguan.

After entering the Wuhun Hall, Yueguan frowned suddenly: "It's such a powerful spiritual power, is it possible that there is a titled Douluo of the spiritual department here?"

"What's the matter? Is there any problem with Grandpa Yue?" Hu Liena asked suspiciously.

"There!" Yue Guan didn't answer Hu Liena directly, but directly waved his hand, and the door not far away instantly opened, and Feng Yi and Wen Long were conducting a martial soul appraisal inside.

"Who is it!" The moment the door opened, Wen Long turned his head to look, and the next moment his expression changed drastically, and he knelt down on one knee: "This subordinate has seen Elder Ju!"

"Elder Ju?" Hearing this address, Feng Yi also frowned: "Is the Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan? Why did this pervert come here..."

Although Feng Yi was puzzled, the impact Feng Yi brought to Yue Guan and Hu Liena was even more severe.

They are well aware of Feng Yi's age, not even 12 years old.

At the age of 12, four soul rings are fine, but three of them are purple, and the last one is a black ten thousand year soul ring. This alone is enough to surprise the two of them.

"I met Elder Ju, may I ask, what can you do?" Feng Yi frowned, and slightly bowed, after all, he had to be polite.

After Feng Yi spoke, Yue Guan's expression changed again, the spiritual power that enveloped the entire Wuhun Hall came from this boy who was only level [-].

"Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, I met His Royal Highness Shengzi, I was agitated earlier, I hope His Highness will not blame you."

(End of this chapter)