Douluo: true red-eyed black dragon

Long Qi immediately put his backhand in front of Ning Rongrong, tearing the wound on his back without thinking, but the pain from his back only made him more awake.

He stared at Meng Shu closely with cold but extremely firm eyes. Meng Shu laughed without mind, "Uh-huh, haha, funny little devil."

If the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda is real, then the direct personnel of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will usually bring a personal guard around to ensure safety. Judging from his behavior, that's probably it.

Meng Shu knocked the ground hard, "Hey, hey, little girl, let me, an old-boned countryman, see the glory of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda."

Ning Rongrong, who was behind him, listened to his words, raised his chin slightly, and summoned his martial spirit. A seven-color pagoda that was more than a foot tall was shining with precious light and exuding nobility.

Meng Shu's pupils shrank, it was really the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, and he began to think rapidly in his mind.

Then he turned to Zhao Wuji and said, "I can let you go, but..." He paused deliberately.

"You also know that the mental calamity after being defeated by the soul master will greatly affect the speed of cultivation. So, let that little devil come out and fight my granddaughter again." He pointed at Long Qi.

Not far away, regardless of Meng Yiran's rolling eyes, Ma Hongjun, who was still admiring Meng Yiran, still felt embarrassed.

Meng Yiran saw that his grandfather pointed at the wrong person, and stamped his feet angrily, a little anxious, "Grandpa, it's him." He pointed with a delicate finger. Not far away, there was a white bandage like a big pineapple on his head. Ma Hongjun.

Meng Shu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He briefly checked his eyes with Chao Tianxiang, smiled bitterly, and quickly moved his pointing hand, "Yes, yes, that's him."

Ma Hongjun walked forward calmly and said very humbly: "I am not very talented, but with the guidance of a teacher, I can be a little better than one or two."

"Little fat man, stop talking nonsense. It was just a small mistake last time, and it doesn't count. Come on..." Meng Shu stopped his granddaughter and asked with interest: "I wonder who your mentor is?"

Ma Hongjun raised his head, showing an arrogant attitude, "My teacher is Flanders, who is known as the Flying Horn of the Golden Iron Triangle."

Meng Shu nodded thoughtfully and looked at Chao Tianxiang again.Then, without saying anything more, he let go of the hand that was holding his granddaughter, and then slowly fainted.

After all, Flanders is not as intimidating and attractive as the Qibao Glazed Sect. As for the teaching level of this academy, we will only know it after a formal comparison.

Only then did Meng Yiran step forward and said, "Come, let's have a formal battle with me. With my intelligence, I will definitely defeat you. Remember not to cry when the time comes." He did not forget to tease at the end.

Ma Hongjun just frowned slightly and pointed to the serious injuries on his body that were still serious even after eating Oscar's recovery sausage. "If a war starts now, will it still be considered a formal war?"

Meng Yiran couldn't help but blush on her originally fair and delicate face. This was a typical example of someone chewing on her ears and saying that she was taking advantage of others. "I won't bully you either. With your current injury, we can compare with some others." Yes. We can control some of the details of the soul power." He said while scanning up and down.

Ma Hongjun couldn't be cowardly in front of so many classmates, "Just come, who will be afraid of you? Well..."

Then he asked with great interest: "Don't you know what the bet is?"

Meng Yiran glared at the little fat man fiercely and said unconvinced: "If you lose, hunt a soul beast for me. If I lose, I will hunt a soul beast for you."

Ma Hongjun curled his lips and said somewhat boringly: "But I don't know when I will need the soul ring? Can you keep waiting?"

The matchless dragon and snake couple who were watching the show couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle. How could they catch a big fish without any tricks?Meng Shu also gave Ma Hongjun an encouraging look.

Knowing that he had succeeded in cheating Chaotianxiang in the past, Meng Shu couldn't help but admired in his heart: This boy is half as smart as I was back then, and he will definitely be able to achieve great success in cultivation in the future.

Whether what Ma Hongjun said was true or not, even if Meng Shu was not a perceptual soul master, he could still easily detect the fluctuations of high-level soul power in the second ring.

Meng Yiran was stunned for a while, pointed at him and asked loudly: "What do you mean by this? Didn't you come to the Star Dou Forest to obtain the soul ring?"

Ma Hongjun scratched his head in a rare and naive manner, "A large group of us helped another classmate come here to obtain the soul ring."

Meng Yiran's remaining pride was once again completely shattered. She could reach level 16 soul power at the age of 30, but she already regarded herself very highly among ordinary people. She could be said to be a genius among geniuses.

But she didn't think about it at all, what does this talent mean in front of a real monster?Is it considered rubbish?

Except for Zhao Wuji, the oldest of these people is only fourteen or fifteen years old. To say that they have all broken through to level [-] is a big joke.She couldn't accept this and was stunned.

After a while, Meng still held up his face and said, "If you win, I can wait for you, but if I win, you must continue to meet one of my conditions."

He continued to say slightly proudly: "But I won't lose to you so easily like before."

Ma Hongjun didn't care so much, "You are teaching me how to do things∽"

Meng Yiran's momentum that he had finally regained was suddenly brought back by a simple sentence.

Ma Hongjun could only clapped his hands impatiently, calling back Meng Yiran who was a little distracted.

He said very arrogantly: "It's better than anything else. Anyway, my brother Ma is not bad at anything∽"

The old couple of Unparalleled Dragon and Snake were not in a hurry to leave, and watched with interest, remembering that the couple often quarreled with each other over trivial matters, and looked at the aunty smiles on their faces that were like a spring breeze.

Over at Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji frowned deeply, with a bitter look on his face.He did not expect that Meng would still encounter sudden changes at this time.In order to make the Unparalleled Dragon and Snake let them go, he pretended to be a tiger and pretended to be a tiger. He forced himself to wear the tiger skin of Qibao Glazed Sect and deceived them. He wanted to scare away the Unparalleled Dragon and Snake couple. He was about to succeed when another little girl came to do evil things.

Staring at Ma Hongjun fiercely, Meng Yiran raised his right hand and saw a mutton-fat white jade ring on her milk-white wrist flashing with a faint milky-white halo. The soul power fluctuated, the light flashed, and a long black strip appeared. The cloth bag had appeared in her hand.It is obvious that her bracelet is also a soul guidance device.

The bag is about less than one meter long and just over half a meter wide.Meng Yiran spread his hands, and the bag was violently stretched open.When she turned the bag, everyone could finally clearly see that there were many short-edged and long darts of different sizes and shapes hanging in the bag.

From Tang San's professional point of view, everything in Meng Yiran's bag can be classified as a throwable hidden weapon, but the time of these hidden weapons is a bit crude.Apart from the two blood grooves on the blade, there is only a simple handle with extremely random patterns.