"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

That day, after Ma Hongjun gave out his guarantor, he was left alone in the small interrogation room.

After the dazzling bright light that hit his face at first was extinguished by Tang Jing, Ma Hongjun returned to darkness. Only the small dim light at the door could give Ma Hongjun a sense of peace of mind.

If it weren't for Tang Jing's words before leaving, "I'm waiting for you", Ma Hongjun's inner uneasiness might have been alleviated a little.

Although the evil fire stopped for unknown reasons, and although he had full confidence in his dean, Ma Hongjun still uncontrollably entered into bad associations during the long wait.

Young Ma Hongjun actually had no idea what a three-year start was. He only knew that this was probably a very serious matter, and it might be so serious that Flender could not protect him.

Ma Hongjun curled up on the iron chair, holding his head in his hands and burying it deeply in his knees. Regret, worry, and fear kept echoing in his heart.

The police station that the Holy Tower spent a huge amount of money to build is not an ordinary building. In this interrogation room alone, in addition to the soul-suppressing formation mentioned before, there is also an emotional formation for the soul - confession.

This is a formation that is very conducive to interrogation, but this formation has a side effect. If a person is under this formation for a long time, he will become depressed, lose control of his emotions, and even worse, may gradually become depressed.

However, since it was a standard formation in the interrogation room, and regular interrogations would be accompanied by at least one police officer, both Tang Jing and Wang Gaozhuo forgot about this.

Fortunately, Flanders signed the signature quickly, otherwise Shrek's little Phoenix might have some psychological problems.

However, although there is no serious psychological problem, there are still sequelae. For example, in front of Tang Jing now, Ma Hongjun subconsciously feels timid.

"What are you thinking about, little fat guy?" When they arrived at the registration point for the two-on-two spirit fighting area, Tang Jing saw Ma Hongjun still walking forward in a daze, and patted Ma Hongjun's shoulder to remind him.

"Oh, oh, we're here." Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he suddenly woke up from his memories. He quickly said to the staff, "We want to sign up for a two-on-two spirit fight."

"The registration fee is ten gold soul coins. If you win one game, you can earn ten gold soul coins back. Give your group a name first." The two met a staff member with a sweet smile, and she Unlike the business-minded old salted fish next to her, her tone was inexplicably inflammatory.

Maybe he used to work in sales, maybe it was due to the problem of being double-activated all year round and hanging up the Douluo Forum. Tang Jing often couldn't control himself from thinking about random things.

Ma Hongjun had no idea what to name the group. He had never considered playing with other groups. In the past, he would often go up alone and burst into flames all over the field.

As a long-range DPS, after a wave of skills is played and the soul power is exhausted, it is clear who loses and who wins.

Ma Hongjun was silent, and Tang Jing was about to speak.

"Let's call it Shining Phoenix."

This name is full of Tang Jing's bad taste. Of course, at first glance, it sounds very handsome, and it is mainly Ma Hongjun.

You can see that Ma Hongjun's face is shocked, moved and at a loss. This child was deceived by this seemingly beautiful name.

After signing up and drawing lots, the two went to the two-on-two spirit fighting area to prepare.

It can't be said to be preparation, it's just sitting in the waiting area holding mobile phones and being happy heads-down people.

The two-on-two soul fighting time is relatively long compared to one-on-one fighting, but when playing on a mobile phone, no matter how long the time is, it seems like it lasts in the blink of an eye.

Just as quickly as he lowered his head and raised his head, it was the turn of the two to fight for their souls.

Following the soul master passage to the soul fighting arena, their opponents had not yet come up, but the host on the stage had already begun his opening remarks.

"Next is today's fourth two-on-two game, the Shining Phoenix versus the Swordsman Wushuang." The host held the microphone and shouted loudly. He seemed to have countless highlights in an ordinary little battle of spirits.

"You can tell from the names that these two groups are senior users of the Douluo Forum. Shining Phoenix is ​​a brand new group. Looking at the group name, it seems that one of the martial arts spirits is Phoenix. This makes me think of a one-on-one fight. The famous Shrek Academy in the Soul Zone."

"As for another combination, Swordsman Wushuang must be very familiar to everyone. They are romantic and suave, and they have never failed so far. Let us invite Soto Soul Fighting Arena's most popular combination of the year - Swordsman Wushuang."

After hearing the host's remark, Tang Jing slowly raised a question mark.

When I put a question mark, it's not that I have a problem, but that I think you have a problem.

What's going on, little brother, did you receive money? How come this is the most popular group of the year? Why don't this shareholder know that there is such a popular group?

Tang Jing turned his head and asked Ma Hongjun in a low voice: "Do you know this combination?"

"If there is such a popular group name, I must have heard of it before."

Well, that means no more. Tang Jing silently wrote down the host and asked Ji Ming to send someone to check the accounts later.

As for now, let us see what this year's most popular group is.

Under the watchful eyes of the three people on the stage and the audience, the annual popular group Swordsman Wushuang appeared.

They looked to be in their twenties, all with high ponytails and snow-white robes. They looked like they were coming out of the dust with fairy spirit. They seemed to have the ability to make their debut based on their appearance.

It's this robe. It looks like the robes drawn by Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, the two male heroes Comrade Xiao Ai gave her years ago.

Tang Jing was a little unhappy and asked 4157 to take a -degree shot of the two of them, and then sent the video to Oscar and told him to teach him how to become netizens with Xiao Ai.

Anyway, there happened to be a raft, which was just perfect to fulfill the agreement with Oscar.

Just when Tang Jing was thinking that since the two people on the opposite side were destined to be taught a lesson by Xiao Ai, he would just add a small buff to Ma Hongjun to see the basic strength of his future partner.

"I, the Lord of Baiyun City, do you dare to fight." The self-proclaimed "Lord of Baiyun City" released his sword spirit and said in a very mean tone.

"I, Ximen Chuixue, do you dare to fight." The other one also released his sword spirit and said in a tone similar to his partner.

ha? Chuunibyou?

Tang Jing's hands suddenly became itchy. It was definitely not because these two guys were cosplaying his idol OOC. He just wanted to educate these two older middle school students not to talk so meanly, so as to prevent them from offending people they shouldn't offend in the future. It's just a life.

I'm such a kind person. Tang Jing was flattering himself.

"Little Fatty, as long as I can't be beaten to death, I'll beat him to death, okay?" Tang Jing told Ma Hongjun clearly.

Ma Hongjun showed his understanding with a grimace, and of course he would try his best. Although the two people opposite him looked like middle-class and unreliable, they were genuine soul masters.

A long-range DPS great soul master plus a responsible soul master, fighting two melee weapon soul masters. Ma Hongjun had already imagined that after Tang Jing lost, his three-year reprieve until adulthood would directly turn into a tragic fate that would be executed immediately.

Looking at Ma Hongjun with a heroic look on his face, although Tang Jing didn't know what he was thinking, this did not prevent Tang Jing from replacing the "Steam Fantasy" he had prepared with "Jinhu Zhuozhuo"

Anyway, they are most likely slandering me. It happens to be a remote output, and it doesn't matter if the maneuverability is a little bit low. After all, I am the one with a new suit, huh.

Ma Hongjun, who had just finished possessing the martial spirit, felt a chill on his back, and then he heard Tang Jing yell, "Hey, give me a "Jinhu Zhuozhuo""

Oops, how could I forget this!

No matter how bad Ma Hongjun was in his heart, Tang Jing's skills were not transferred according to Ma Hongjun's will. Ma Hongjun only felt a chill in his chest, and the original trousers turned into a delicate and complicated skirt.

Somewhat helplessly, I raised my feet. The thick-soled clogs felt particularly heavy, and the small bells on the clogs jingled with Ma Hongjun's movements.

The little ears on his head were shaking constantly, the tail behind him was drooping, and the fluffy white decorations on his neck and wrists made Ma Hongjun uncomfortable even when he stood.

Only the fancy little fan in his hand could give the slightest comfort to Ma Hongjun's little heart that had been disguised as a woman.

There was dead silence on and off the field, and it took a few seconds for anyone to react, followed by bursts of laughter.

"Hahahahahaha, I remembered that paid post I saw on the forum before."

"I didn't expect this fat man to look pretty in women's clothing."

"Wait a minute, that kid's ability can also be used on opponents."

This reminder instantly changed the direction of the audience, and for a while the voice of women's clothing filled the entire arena.

The two swordsmen Wushuang looked at each other and made a decisive decision to raise their hands.

But none of them were as fast as Tang Jing.

"Hey, eat my exquisite pagoda."

A perfect tower strike prevented the two from surrendering, and the next moment, women's clothing attacked.

"Hey, eat me a "ruin core""

"Hey, give me a "tuberose kiss"

Two beams of light enveloped the two people opposite. Tang Jing did not wait for the Swordsman Wushuang duo's intention, and was about to buy himself a set of personal suits when he heard Ma Hongjun making a request for the suit.

"Tang Jing, these shoes are not very easy to move around. Why don't we change to another pair? I think the one you wore in the fourth level is good."

Except for Tang San and Xiao Wu's requests to change suits, Tang Jing ignored them all, not to mention that Tang Jing had a very valid reason this time.

"This set is especially suitable for you. It has a bonus on your flames, and you only need to be responsible for attacking. You can leave the rest to me."

Before Ma Hongjun could wonder how he could rely on the help of Tang Jing's thin arms and legs, a black light enveloped Tang Jing after he finished reciting the soul curse.