Douluo's strange martial spirit

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Two days have passed since I helped Uncle Chen hunt for the soul ring.

Uncle Chen's sixth soul ring is actually very easy for the two of them to obtain now.

He is not Tang San, he does not have the fate of the protagonist, and his body cannot absorb it across levels.

The sixth spirit ring, in the Sunset Forest, was easily dispatched by a -year-old wind wolf.

It’s different from Uncle Chen’s pit.

Zhang Zheng can now judge soul beasts under years old accurately at a glance.

The age of the Storm Wolf is exactly the maximum number of years that Uncle Chen can absorb.

After getting up today, Zhang Zheng dressed up like a dog, then got into his luxurious carriage and rushed to Yuexuan's small building.

When he came downstairs, he found that even Yuehua, the middle-aged manager who looked unpleasant to him in the past, now looked handsome and majestic.

"President Zhang, Madam has been waiting for you in the back hall for a long time.

You can go there now. "

Seeing Zhang Zheng enter the door, General Manager Aude showed great enthusiasm this time.

The lady ordered that from now on this man would be Yuexuan's master, so naturally he would not dare to neglect her.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Chief Odd."

As if he was showing condolences to his own employees, Zhang Zheng patted him hard on the shoulder and then walked to the back hall.

When she saw Tang Yuehua, this time she was no longer wearing the gorgeous palace attire, but instead put on a very ordinary lady's dress.

Looking down at his extremely luxurious clothes, Zhang Zheng slapped his head.

Taking this visit too seriously, I forgot that the Haotian Sect I was going to this time was in the stage of seclusion.

My clothes are really eye-catching.

"Sorry! Yuehua.

I have forgotten the current situation of Haotian Sect.

Why don't you wait for me for a while? I'm going to change into something low-key. "

Facing his future wife, Zhang Zheng could only smile bitterly and blame himself for not thinking well.

He is always the center of attention wherever he goes.

If you go to Haotian Sect with Tang Yuehua dressed like this, someone might find you.

He himself is not afraid, but he is afraid of involving Yuehua.

You know, people are trying their best to hide their identities now.

Tang Yuehua found it funny to see Zhang Zheng looking embarrassed and annoyed.

This precocious and cunning little man has unexpected moments where he doesn't think well.

"Let's go!

I have some clothes for you in my carriage. Just go up and change. "

After laughing at Zhang Zheng's embarrassment, Tang Yuehua naturally took his arm and took him out the back door.

It wasn't Tang Yuehua's foreboding who would have guessed that Zhang Zhenghui would dress up so formally.

She prepared clothes just because she knew that every piece of Zhang Zheng's clothes would look incompatible with the one she was wearing now.

After walking out of the back door of Yuexuan, the two of them soon came to a carriage that was extremely low-key.

"Second Miss, President Zhang, please come inside."

When the coachman saw the two coming, he quickly jumped out of the carriage and opened the door for them.

The reason why she is called Second Miss is because Tang Hao has been expelled from the sect.

Tang Yuehua's status automatically rose one level.

Compared with Zhang Zheng's carriage, this car is extremely low-key.

Even the carriage Zhang Zheng took when he left Notting City was ten times more luxurious.

The two boarded the carriage, and Tang Yuehua took out the clothes from the soul guide and handed them to Zhang Zheng.

Looking at the clothes, Zhang Zheng was a little confused.

Not only the outer robe, but also the close-fitting middle coat underneath.

"What are you thinking about? Put it on quickly.

If you only change your coat without changing your middle coat, wouldn't it look even more out of place when others see you? "

After patting Zhang Zheng gently, Tang Yuehua decided to reach out and unbutton his clothes.

Seeing the peerless face of his favorite goddess so close at hand, Zhang Zheng felt his heart beating wildly.

Zhang Zheng could clearly see her bright nose, warm lips, occasional fragrance, and even her raised eyelashes.

In his eyes, there was absolutely nothing about Tang Yuehua that was not perfect.

"Yuehua, it's better for me to do it myself!

If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself.

You also know that I have never had control over women, for fear of being rude to you. "

Seeing that Tang Yuehua had unbuttoned the third button under her collar, Zhang Zheng, who felt the blood flowing too fast, finally grabbed her little hand, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Seeing Zhang Zheng's face flushed due to the rapid blood flow, Tang Yuehua covered her mouth and chuckled twice before returning to her seat.

Of course she knows what kind of person Zhang Zheng is.

It was because she knew that while Zhang Zhenggang's words made her feel funny, she also understood what he meant.

Tang Yuehua let go, and Zhang Zheng calmed down his heartbeat and changed his clothes.

The place where Haotian Sect lives in seclusion is three hundred miles away from Tiandou City.

The carriage left Tiandou City and headed east. When it got dark, it had only covered more than half of the distance.

That night, the three of them, together with the coachman, decided to take an early rest after dinner.

Zhang Zheng and the coachman didn't care, but Tang Yuehua's soul power was only level nine, so he was naturally very tired after riding in the carriage for a day.

"Come up! We will be husband and wife after meeting my brother. You don't have to be so shy."

Seeing Zhang Zheng and the coachman sitting in a daze beside the fire, Tang Yuehua, who returned to the carriage, suddenly poked his head out of the curtain and extended an invitation to Zhang Zheng.

Now that she has decided, she, Tang Yuehua, will not be pretentious and insist on sleeping with him on the wedding night.

Regarding Tang Yuehua's invitation, Zhang Zheng shook his head like a rattle.

"Don't go.

Yuehua, you go to sleep first. I'll help you keep vigil in this barren mountain. "

With this unsightly Haotian Sect driver here, who can be seen but not touched, Zhang Zhengcai will not go up and find fault himself.

When Tang Yuehua saw Zhang Zheng's expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he just chuckled and did not expose him.

In fact, during this -mile journey, there are still small towns where you can rest.

It's just that Tang Yuehua was worried that Zhang Zheng's identity was too sensitive, so he could only choose a low-key outdoor camping.

Silent all night.

The next morning, a few people had a simple breakfast and started on their way.

At dusk in the afternoon, the carriage finally arrived at the entrance of a small village surrounded by mountains.

Seeing the ordinary houses everywhere and a group of Haotian Sect disciples dressed as farmers, Zhang Zheng secretly looked at his future wife with his peripheral vision.

Seeing the unbreakable sadness in the deepest part of her eyes, he subconsciously held his lover's little hand.

The little hands that used to be very warm are now very cold.

The No. sect in the world was forced to this point by Wuhun Palace.

One can imagine how sad she felt as the third young lady.

"Yuehua, give me a few years.

Not to mention destroying the Wuhun Palace, I will at least let your Haotian Sect return to the sun. "

Zhang Zheng didn't say anything about destroying the Wuhun Palace, because in his opinion, the existence of the Wuhun Palace was very important to the soul master world.

Even though Wuhundian usually behaves very domineeringly, it is still indispensable for low-level soul masters.

Apart from anything else, Zhang Zheng, as the beneficiary, would never deny the significance of the existence of Wuhun Hall just by awakening Wuhun for children from poor families for free.

He, Zhang Zheng, is selfish, but not to the point where he picks up his job and calls his mother, and puts down his chopsticks to call his mother.

Following Tang Yuehua all the way, Zhang Zheng was a little jealous when he saw the villagers greeting her enthusiastically. Seeing the heartfelt smile on her face.

But soon, Zhang Zheng was no longer in the mood to be jealous.

Because Tang Yuehua didn't stop at the village at all. Instead, after leaving the coachman behind, he took Zhang Zheng directly to the bottom of the cliff behind the village.

Seeing Zhang Zheng's confused look, Tang Yuehua looked at him funny.

"You don't think that the people in the village are direct disciples of our Haotian Sect, do you?"

Forehead...!

"That's really what I fucking thought."

Of course, he only dared to think about it in his mind but did not dare to say it out loud.

"Let's go! Carry me up the mountain.

It's not that easy to be the son-in-law of Haotian Sect. "

Giving Zhang Zheng a funny look, Tang Yuehua made a move that made him smack his tongue.

At this moment, she was just like an ordinary little girl, opening her arms and waiting for her boyfriend to pick her up.

This is a test for Zhang Zheng. If the first genius in mainland China is not even qualified to enter his sect, how can he be her husband?

"Yuehua, it's you who married me. I don't want to be your son-in-law, not even from the best sect in the world."

After emphasizing the priority relationship, Zhang Zheng hugged the woman he had liked for a year into his arms.

Looking up at the smooth stone wall, he knew that Tang Yuehua was giving him a question.

There is a borrowing point approximately every meters in height, more than in total, which proves that the cliff is at least about meters high.

It would be very troublesome for ordinary soul masters to go up by themselves, let alone holding a woman.

But who is Zhang Zheng? He is not a step-by-step person.

The soul ring under his feet lit up, and the gourd vine had already taken root in the earth.

The other end appeared at his feet.

"Yuehua, my gourd vine is called Tongtian Creation. You don't think it's only this long, do you?"

Seeing Tang Yuehua's surprised look, along with Zhang Zheng's explanation, the gourd vine under his feet was already supporting him and growing crazily.

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