Come To Douluo, Don’t You Have a Relationship

(First more)

"That person should be your original life track."

After getting the other party's acknowledgment, Bibi Dong's eyes were slightly closed, the pink eyes were a little more indescribable, and the stunningly pretty face was a little more self-deprecating:

"Then such a life is too funny."

Her voice was cold, her tone was calm, and her pretty face was still beautiful, but under this calm was the huge rock volcano that could erupt at any time, and then she looked directly at Tang Muchen with a bright and confident smile.

"It's just that none of this will happen to me... When I truly master the Wuhun Temple, it will be his death date... He is now a half-dead and useless person, and it is nothing to occupy the position of the so-called Pope. It's useful. The manpower and material resources of the Spirit Hall are also consumed by lying on the bed to cultivate. It is not worth it. My apprentice, who has been trained since childhood, should personally send him on the road so that he can walk on the road of heaven."

Listening to the woman's answer in this tone, Tang Muchen was inexplicably scared. Fortunately, opening the harem by myself is completely obvious and there is no so-called coercion. Otherwise, I will be the one who gets the hatchet... But to be honest, Chihiro Ji is a bit miserable in the two worlds where I appear, not only did I not eat myself. His apprentice’s beautiful cooked meat also coveted that someone else’s wife was seriously injured, and finally died in the hands of his apprentice.

"That's for sure, because I will be by your side."

Withdrawing his thoughts, Tang Muchen hugged the opponent's tall and delicate body forcefully.

Although the snow buttocks were round and attractive, he didn't have any extra movements. He placed it on his waist very seriously, just holding her quietly and tenderly, with gentle eyes.

"That story will never happen... at least I am by your side, so behave and be my girlfriend..."

"At least I will prove to you that there is nothing wrong with your choice to rely on my choice."

The pink eyes were slightly filled with water, but Bibi Dong did not shove away with a smile as usual, but quietly felt the warmth from Tang Muchen, warm embrace and broad chest, a few more beautiful and charming faces. The meaning of satisfaction.

"..."

"Ok."

It took a long time for Tang Muchen to hear the other party's faint and waxy moan. He looked at the other party's pink eyes with deep affection, and his pretty face wanted to make people take a bite.

"Since you stand in front of us alone to the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, I have always believed in you... I believe in my choice, there will be no mistakes, you can face the million-year-old soul beast alone for me, and How could it be that kind of person?"

With gentle eyes and gentle words, she raised her small hand to pinch Tang Muchen's small face, and placed the other's head in her huge chest.

! Hey, the facial cleanser under the crown of the Pope in the future will be really easy to use!

"Sister Dong'er, you really..."

After finally breaking free of the opponent's embrace, Tang Muchen hugged the opponent tightly and was about to speak, but his sensitive ears heard the sound of some breaking wind, and a secret aura was gradually approaching here.

Moreover, the mystery of this breath and the terrifying power contained in it are not in the least under the high priest of Seagod Island!

There was a sudden burst of cold in his eyes, and the awe-inspiring breath on his body began to burst. He firmly hugged Bibi Dong’s soft body, and took out a slender white coat from the space ring, tightly wrapping it after the shower. Sister Dong'er, until she hid all the coquettishness of the other party in it, then she spoke with a solemn tone:

"Someone is here!"

"The strength is at least not weaker than the high priest of Seagod Island."

"There should be only one person in the Wuhun Temple who can reach this point."

I was still puzzled about Tang Muchen's actions and expressions, but now I heard these words in a deep surprise. I let out my own feelings, and I really felt an endless stream of angelic light:

"It's the old man Qian Daoliu, and only he can compete with Bo Saixi in the Martial Soul Palace... How could he suddenly appear here? Is he going to make me look like here? I know this bad old man. For the sake of Wuhun Palace's family business, I will never let go."

"Damn Qianjia, none of them are good things...No, they are not good things except Xueer."

Seeing Bibi Dong whose eyes were hot and ambiguous, Tang Muchen nodded silently, but suddenly smiled:

"No, in the future you will be able to compete with Bo Saixi."

"In a few years, you will also get the power to fight against Qian Daoliu."

Card wipe.

The long silver line in the sky pierced the sky, brought the terrible thunder of the cold and cold, suddenly illuminated the dark and dim night sky, and also let Bibi Dong see the calmness and peace in Tang Muchen's eyes, the panic and resentment in his heart. Suddenly there was a little missing, she obediently hugged her boyfriend, at least by his side, she didn't have to be afraid at all.

The so-called sense of security was created under this situation...At least at this moment, Bibi Dong's mood was as plain as water, and the feeling of fear had long since disappeared.

Boom.

The next moment, golden light flashed violently, and a sharp golden long sword instantly appeared in the area where Tang Muchen was, with an unparalleled sense of annihilation. The wall of this suite was instantly destroyed, a violent explosion sounded, and rubble flew up. Just now, a dark and emotional suite was destroyed in succession. At the same time, a thunderstorm suddenly sounded in the sky, and there was a bleak and terrible atmosphere between the two interactions.

Golden arrogance burning ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The boundless awe-inspiring aura suddenly appeared in this small suite. The old man stood there quietly, his momentum was unreserved, behind him was a four-winged angel Bai Yi, holding a mimicking holy sword in his hand, looked calm, a little bit more playful and surprised.

"Your strength is beyond my expectation."

"Even if a Title Douluo suddenly withstands such a blow from me, he will be severely injured in an instant, and those with weaker systems will even leave the world on the spot."

"It turns out that the great worship of the Wuhun Hall likes to attack people. It really doesn't talk about martial ethics. When you attack an 18-year-old comrade like me, you really don't have the face now.

With golden wings stretched out behind Tang Muchen, Bibi Dong's tall and delicate body was in his arms, and he didn't mean to reply to the other party at all. First, he breathed a fragrant mouth, and his tone didn't mean any respect.

Bibi Dong's eyes were cold in his arms, but at this moment there was a little more murderous intent: "Is this the majesty of great worship?"

"Use these news to trick me back, are you now ready to kill my saint?"