Douluo: I Am Not an Evil Soul

Xuetong looked at Meng Yushan who had fainted, then stretched out his foot and kicked him, but there was still no reaction.

He secretly thought: It’s so easy to fight.

Then he turned to look at the middle-aged woman beside him.This didn't matter, it scared her silly.

With a plop, the woman immediately knelt down, then climbed to Xue Tong's feet, her proud breasts leaned against Xue Tong's calves, and her hands went up Xue Tong's thighs.

Xuetong was stunned by this sudden 'trick'.

He quickly pulled out his right leg from being hugged and jumped back.Looking at the contrast between Xue Tong's fearless demeanor just now and his shy demeanor now.

The woman suddenly felt no longer afraid.

With his right hand, he pulled down the shoulder strap on his left shoulder, and said delicately: "Little brother, as long as you let go of the Lun family, the Lun family will be yours." He still wanted to get closer to Xuetong.

Xue Tong stretched out his right hand and stopped him: "Stop, stop, stop."

Seeing that Xue Tong was about to get angry, the woman didn't dare to act too brazenly.Staring at Xue Tong with longing eyes.

Xue Tong was a little embarrassed by her stare, and this woman never did anything to harm Xue Tong from the beginning to the end.

After thinking about it, Xue Tong pointed to the unconscious Meng Yushan on the ground: "Kill him. I will promise to let you go."

The woman's face suddenly turned pale, and she cried: "No, no, if I kill him, even if you let me go, little brother, King Cheng Fan will definitely not let me go."

When Xue Tong heard this, he thought, oh~ interesting, this guy is actually Cheng Fan's person. He stood there and thought for 2 minutes.

Said: "Wake him up."

.....

After Meng Yushan was woken up by the woman, he remained silent and no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

Xuetong asked: "Do you want to die or live? I'll give you a chance to choose!"

"I want to live, Master, I want to live!" As soon as Meng Yushan heard that Xue Tong wouldn't kill him, he immediately seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He had already lost all hope.

"Okay, if it's the same as before, I'll spare you one million gold soul coins or a ranking knife."

"Young... Young Master, all my belongings are worth more than [-] gold soul coins." Meng Yushan smiled bitterly.

Xuetong threatened: "You run a casino, don't you only have this little net worth? Do you know the consequences of cheating on me?"

Meng Yushan hurriedly explained: "How dare I deceive you? The casino is only taken care of by me. It is actually the property of King Cheng Fan. How can I, a soul king, own a casino?"

"Then I'll give you a chance to ask Cheng Fan for help. Either she helps you pay one million gold soul coins, or you die." Xue Tong said.

Meng Yushan felt like he heard wrongly and was stunned.

Xuetong said helplessly: "I said, give you a chance to ask Cheng Fan for help."

Only then did Meng Yushan confirm that he had not heard wrongly, and he was immediately overjoyed: Hahaha, God will not destroy me. I encountered such a fool. When King Cheng Fan comes, do you want compensation?Go find the Lord of Hell, hahahaha!

However, he did not dare to show it at all on his face. Instead, he said happily: "Thank you, Master. Cheng Fan will definitely save me. I will definitely give you one million gold soul coins."

Naturally, Xuetong would not let Meng Yushan leave. He only asked him to fix a letter and let the middle-aged woman take it to deliver the letter.

After the woman left, Xue Tong walked towards Meng Yushan with a smile, looked at Meng Yushan who was covered in injuries, and said: "Although you have been seriously injured, you still have a certain fighting ability, so you should continue to be fainted." As he said that, he turned his hands. He turned his palm into a knife and struck Meng Yushan on the back of the head. Meng Yushan fell to the ground!

. . .

After Meng Yushan fainted, Hu Wansan on the side endured his trembling body and walked to Xuetong: "Master Xue, Cheng Fan may not be willing to offer millions of gold soul coins this time."

"Haha, of course I know she won't give it."

"Then you..." Hu Wansan was very puzzled.

"You don't have to ask, just wait." Xue Tong finished his sentence and ignored him.

Sitting cross-legged, he had consumed about [-]% of his soul power in the battle just now. He needed to restore his soul power to its peak state before Cheng Fan came.

. . . .

It didn't take long, less than half an hour later, there was a rustling sound outside, followed by a rapid knock on the door.It’s just that the soundproofing effect of the house is better, but the sound is not clear.

Although Hu Wansan was mentally prepared, when he opened the door, he was still so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground.

In the alley outside the door, the bustling crowd filled the entire alley.The faces of the big guys who could only be seen from a distance tomorrow appeared one by one in front of my eyes.

At the front was a maid dressed in purple gauze, with long hair shawl, and a gold belt tied around her head. She walked into the room with curved eyebrows and a heroic appearance. She walked into the house and put her hands on her hips: "Which one is called,,".She suddenly remembered that she didn't know what Xue Tong's name was.He hurriedly changed his words: "Who is seeking death? Dare to kidnap our Cheng Fan people!"

Xuetong didn't even look at the girl, but retorted: "Where did the girl with yellow hair come from? Her chest hair hasn't even grown yet, so she starts fighting like someone else? Call Cheng Fan over."

The purple-clothed girl's little face flushed angrily: "My chest hair is long..." Then she seemed to realize something.He changed his words again: "You have chest hair because your chest hair has not grown all the way. I'm going to kill you, you scumbag!"

As he said that, he took one of his soul-guiding ray guns and fired with his hand.

Xue Tong frowned: Bafan Street is indeed a passionate Bafan Street.A teenage girl who is in her prime of life actually kills someone if they disagree with her. If this were an ordinary person, facing this level [-] soul ray, the result would be that his head would be ripped open.

However, Xue Tong was not an ordinary person. He dodged in a flash, and his soul-guiding ray hit the ground and drilled a small hole.

The girl wanted to attack again, but a woman in white gauze standing behind her stopped her.

She has crescent eyebrows and starry eyes, fragrant clothes and temples, graceful and graceful, with concave and convex shapes, making her look alluring.

The woman in white smiled sweetly and said calmly: "I am Cheng Yiwan."

Xue Tong pretended to be surprised and said: "A bowl? Hey~ You don't have to be so polite. It's still early now, so you don't need to serve me rice."

Phew~ When the girl in purple heard this, even though she knew she shouldn't laugh, she still couldn't hold it back.

Cheng Fan was so angry that his chest surged, and he laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, okay, haha. I am King Cheng Fan, please let my people go."

Xue Tong continued to stimulate: "I say, Rice King, you really only know how to cook, you can't lose even one cent of a million gold soul coins!"

The clay figurine is still very angry, not to mention Cheng Fan who has been provoked time and time again.

She was originally a sinister and vicious person, and all her gentleness, dignity and generosity now were just a facade.

"Since you are looking for death! No wonder this king bullied the small."

"Hehe, I heard that all the eight kings of the Eight Banner Street are heroes. I just came here for the first time, and when I saw the king for the first time, I didn't expect that she turned out to be an old woman! It's better to be famous than to meet her."

Cheng Yiwan is obviously only about 40 years old, which is an age full of charm, and no matter how old a woman is, she will inevitably get angry if she is called an old lady in public, let alone Cheng Yiwan.

He said angrily: "Then I will let you know whether this king is worthy of his name or not. Gris, I want to live!"

The man standing next to Cheng Yiwan nodded and took a step forward.

Seeing this, Xuetong mocked again: "It turns out that the famous King Cheng Fan can only rely on his subordinates."

"You want to fight me?" Cheng Yiwan asked in surprise.Since she became the fan queen, how long has it been since she took action in public? Was it one year or two years?She couldn't remember clearly either.

"What? You don't dare? I will fight you to the death in a one-on-one arena. If you lose, you will voluntarily step down as the king. If I lose, it will be entirely up to you."

"Hehehe..." Cheng Yiwan seemed to have heard some big joke.

Each of the eight major fan kings gained their reputation through bloody battles!Someone actually dared to go beyond the level and provoke King Fan!Fighting one on one to the death was simply the biggest joke she had ever heard in her life.

Even Hu Wansan on the side was shocked. He never expected that Xue Tong deliberately led Cheng Fan to the scene, just to fight her one-on-one? !

madman!madman!This is absolutely crazy.He is just a Soul Sect, it is unbelievable that he can defeat the Soul King, but now he dares to challenge the powerful Soul Emperor!The Soul Emperor and the Soul King have completely different cultivation levels. I have never even heard of such a madman, let alone seen him.

Hu Wansan had no confidence in Xuetong at all, and was even ready to take advantage of the chaos to escape and offend King Fan. If he didn't escape, there would be no chance of survival!