Douluo's Encounter with the Demon Arrival

"Okay then" Zhang Wu didn't want to refuse, so the two of them sat on the guest seats in the corridor. Zhu Zhuqing stretched out her slender fingers and gently massaged Zhang Wu's legs.

"Ah" Zhang Wu couldn't help shouting, God, I am really too degenerate. No wonder the landlords in the old Chinese society liked to keep maids so much. Who can stand this?

Zhang Wu was lying on the guest seat, his legs gently placed on Zhu Zhuqing's legs, and he screamed comfortably.

sudden.

"Ah" Zhang Wu screamed.

Zhu Zhuqing glared at Zhang Wu fiercely, his face flushed, "Don't scream!"

Zhang Wu nodded hurriedly and enjoyed Zhu Zhuqing's massage again.

After a long time, Zhu Zhuqing stopped and moved his wrists. Zhang Wu's body was too hard and he needed a lot of effort to massage it.

Zhang Wu gently put down his legs, sat up, and gently kneaded Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders with his hands, regardless of her shyness and better-than-no objections.

On the other side of the guest seat, there were two people doing the same thing.

Zhang Wu returned to his dormitory. To his surprise, Yao Chuhao and the other three smiled obscenely. Combined with the baby faces of the two Xu brothers, they looked very strange.

Then Yao Chuhao suddenly looked tired and said softly.

"Yishui, you must be exhausted after such a long journey today. Let me rub your legs."

"I'd better rub it for you first." A booming voice sounded, with a hint of coquettishness, which made Zhang Wu's body get goosebumps.

Zhang Wu was furious, "Get out of here, get out of here, who told you to eavesdrop?"

"Who wants to rub their legs? I'll rub them for you." Zhang Wu looked at Yao Chuhao with evil intentions. Needless to say, this guy must have done it, otherwise the two Xu brothers would not be able to do such a thing.

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In the early morning of the next day, everyone got up early and hurried on their way. Fortunately, everyone was a soul master and had strong recovery power. With the help of Yao Chuhao and Oscar, there was no discomfort at all.

That night, everyone arrived at the capital of the Kingdom of Silvis. Flanders, a stingy man, actually arranged a very exquisite hotel for everyone, which made everyone feel a little weird.

Dean Flender must have some bad thoughts, everyone was very sure.

Sure enough, after eating and drinking, Flanders, an old fox, showed his tail and said, "You haven't stopped fighting for two months. We just have a fight here tonight."

Everyone was speechless. Dean Flender is really a person who never suffers.

But when registering, because everyone's badge registration was so high, there was no suitable team for them to compete. This made Flanders almost regretful that he had spent so much money to buy such a good hotel. , isn’t it just to make a lot of money tonight?

"Hahaha" everyone laughed, and they were very happy to see Flanders suffer a loss.

At this time, the master made a suggestion, "Let's jump to a higher level and challenge, but we will choose our own opponents."

"Wait a minute, Yu Xiaogang, are you kidding me? Don't you know how big the difference is if you are missing one soul ring?"

The master said calmly: "I will definitely not let the children get hurt, but there are many ways to fight at level 40. I will choose my opponents myself."

"Ah oh oh oh" the staff member was stunned and said hurriedly.

In the final result of the master's selection, everyone still chose the Fierce God Team as in the original work, but what made Zhang Wu confused was that the Fierce God Team in this time and space actually became ten people.

"It shouldn't be," Zhang Wu murmured to himself, "Why did such a change happen? Is it my influence? Or is it because there are more than seven members of the Fierce God Team? After all, a team still has to have enough substitutes."

Zhang Wu was convinced in his heart that it should be the latter situation. His influence should not be that big. After all, he did not end up personally, so there would not be so many variables.

As for why he didn't end up, firstly, he didn't have a suitable team, and secondly, the soul masters who couldn't beat the Purple and Gold Fighting Soul Badge were all teams over level 60 or even level 70. How could these people lose face and fight with a group of children?

Regardless of whether they win or lose, it is not a good reputation. Moreover, after reaching their level, almost all of them have joined the sect and other forces. How can they be invited to use the big soul fighting field?

Tang San and others were shocked, but then the master's explanation made them put their worries aside. Apart from Zhang Wu, the two brothers Yao Chuhao and Xu must have killed people. They were of similar origins. If they didn't kill people, how could they survive? Not the seven strange greenhouse flowers.

The Shrek Soul Master Team was a little hard to accept.

Even Tang San, who had lived for two lives, had never killed anyone. Although he was a disciple of the Bashu Tang Sect, he had spent his entire life in the sect until he jumped off a cliff, let alone in this world.

The others also looked strange. A group of flowers in a greenhouse had never come into contact with human blood, let alone killed someone.

Sure enough, except for Tang San and Dai Mubai, who were pale, several members of the Shrek Spirit Master Team were so vomited that they couldn't stand upright as soon as they came out.

The two brothers, Yao Chuhao and Xu, walked out leisurely, and even the Xu brothers chewed the steak with relish in the end.

Seeing that the steak in the Xu brothers' mouths was still a little bloodshot, Tang San and Dai Mubai couldn't help it anymore and vomited.

Although everyone participated in the defense battle of Soto City not long ago, it was killing monsters, just like killing chickens, without any burden. It is different now, they were living people.

Zhang Wu supported Zhu Zhuqing, feeling a little distressed in his heart. Even though this girl had gone through a lot of hardships, she was a noble child of a wealthy family after all. How could she be allowed to participate in such dirty work?

"Brother Zhang Wu, am I useless?" Zhu Zhuqing said a little weakly: "I am so weak even if I kill a bad person, then how can I be called a qualified soul master in the future?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Wu gently stroked Zhu Zhuqing's back and comforted him, "Everyone's first murder is like this."

"Is that the same for you?" Zhu Zhuqing asked hopefully. She knew that as the holy son of Wuhun Palace, the pressure Zhang Wu was under was beyond her imagination. Although she saw Zhang Wu so relaxed now, it was because he used his own In exchange for strength.

"Of course" Zhang Wu said decisively.

Zhu Zhuqing stared at Zhang Wu seriously for a while, making his eyes dodge. "You are lying to me." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was a little unhappy, but then he felt that it was natural. After all, as a born god, how could Zhang Wu do this because of this? Troubled by a little thing