Douluo's blast also has a way back

With a slash of the sword, Mo Zhu quickly turned his head to the side and dodged dangerously, but there were still a few strands of hair falling in the air.

Xiaoxue was really angry.

"Wait a minute, I didn't lie." Mo Zhu quickly begged for mercy.

In the past, every time he made Qian Renxue angry, he would kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, but now that the conditions did not allow, he could only beg for mercy first and then kneel.

By the way, how did the Little Wildcat expose Qian Renxue and make her so ashamed and angry that her expression made her want to commit suicide on the spot.

"You didn't lie, but why didn't you tell me that big-breasted cat that she knew about it? Do you know how embarrassed I was in front of her!"

Qian Renxue's face was red and her teeth were grinning, which was obviously not caused by shyness.

"What happened to you?" Mo Zhu asked curiously.

"We... have nothing to do with you. You will die sooner or later anyway." Qian Renxue's expression could no longer be described as morbid. It could be said that she had the will to die.

But that's right. Qian Renxue, who is noble and proud, can't stand doing something embarrassing. What's even more unbearable is that the embarrassing thing is discovered.

I have no face to live!

Mo Zhu pulled out his arm with difficulty, and the true dragon pattern appeared on his body, and power condensed on his arm. Although the angel realm weakened his power, it was also eroding his soul power.

But holding on for a few minutes is not a problem.

"I will kill you first, and then I will commit suicide." Qian Renxue closed her eyes and blushed, but what happened in the afternoon was still vivid in her mind and she couldn't bear to look back.

The moment she was exposed by the big-breasted cat, she wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't see anyone.

And the big-breasted cat seems to be taking advantage of this information gap to crazyly make her say something to boast about herself. When the time comes, she will expose herself in an instant and embarrass herself completely.

Damn big-breasted cat, I must sell you to a brothel!

Power suddenly surged from Mo Zhu's body, flipping Qian Renxue over, and then turned over and straddled Qian Renxue's body. His hands tightly locked Qian Renxue's arms, pressing him on his body, unable to move.

"You let me go, you let me go!"

Qian Renxue was like an enraged lion, struggling constantly.

It seems that a kiss can't solve the problem... Mo Zhu has never seen Qian Renxue so arrogant, and at the same time, he wonders how far Xiaoxue is from society.

"enough!"

Following Mo Zhu's roar, Qian Renxue became quiet, but her face was full of disbelief, a sense of grievance welled up in her heart, and tears shone in her lavender eyes.

"You yelled at me...you still like that big-breasted cat, right?"

Tears slid down Qian Renxue's fair cheeks. Mo Zhu felt heartbroken when he saw her, and vowed in his heart to teach the little wild cat a lesson when he went back.

Mo Zhu hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe Qian Renxue's tears, "I'm sorry, don't cry. It's my fault. It's all my fault."

Qian Renxue sadly slapped Mo Zhu's hand away and roared, "I don't want your comfort!"

Then he turned over and buried his head in the pillow. A muffled voice came from inside, "Get out of here, get out of here, I don't want to see you couple of bitches again! Never again."

"I'm leaving?"

Like a grasshopper placed on a hot pot, Qian Renxue jumped up, pouted, and stared at Mo Zhu with her beautiful red eyes without saying a word.

But that expression seemed to say, you dare!

Mo Zhu stared at Qian Renxue, and Qian Renxue stared at Mo Zhu without saying a word, but they could both see what the other was thinking from the other's eyes.

A few minutes later, he took a step forward, but Qian Renxue immediately raised his foot and pressed it against his chest, stopping him from moving forward.

Mo Zhu held Qian Renxue's ankle with his backhand, took off her shoes for her, and then kneaded her soft but somewhat strong calf. The technique was somewhat similar to massaging.

Qian Renxue enjoyed Mo Zhu's service very much and immediately stretched out her other leg and crossed it in front of Mo Zhu's eyes.

Facing the round and slender legs of the "Leg Wan Nian" level, Mo Zhu naturally accepted them happily and refused to accept anyone who came.

In Mo Zhu's view, this is Bai Huahua's advantage, and it is a bastard not to take advantage of it. Although Qian Renxue has taken advantage of every part of his body... and taken advantage of it, this does not prevent him from taking advantage of it again.

In Qian Renxue's opinion, this was Mo Zhu's sign of goodwill towards her. Every time Mo Zhu made her angry, he would humbly pray to her and offer herself up like a queen.

But gradually, Mo Zhu's hands began to become restless, and she grabbed Mo Zhu's arm to stop his behavior.

She didn't come here today to be raped, she came here to punish her and get out of here.

"No." She said righteously.

But Mo Zhu didn't care about this. He rode on Qian Renxue's ass, held Qian Renxue's face, and held her red lips domineeringly.

Qian Renxue refused at first, but Mo Zhu still found a way to pry her lips open. In the end, Mo Zhu suppressed her and let out a whimper...

The early morning light shines through the window into the messy room.

Mo Zhu woke up slowly and looked at the time. It was already past eight o'clock.

Today is the opening of the Continental Senior Soul Master Competition. Although there is no need to play today, as a contestant, it is really disrespectful to not go and watch the competition on the first day.

Moreover, he also wanted to meet Shui Bing'er and try to find out any useful information from her.

Just when Mo Zhu was about to get up, a big white leg fell on his waist.

What kind of competition are we going to? It has nothing to do with me. This is business... Mo Zhu had this idea for a moment, but he decisively killed it.

Mo Zhu, Mo Zhu, how can you be so depraved? Although Xiaoxue is as beautiful as a fairy, and every time you give her a favor, she will repay you with a spring of water, but you can't be so extravagant and forget your mission.

Mo Zhu glanced at Qian Renxue lightly. She was sleeping lazily, her golden hair covering her charming face, like a peony that withstood the ravages of last night's storm.

She must have felt the dazzling sunlight. Qian Renxue shrank into Mo Zhu's arms, and a muffled voice came, "What time is it?"

"It's past eight o'clock."

Qian Renxue's body stiffened. It was obvious that she had not expected it to be so late. She opened her eyes in confusion and gave Mo Zhu a gentle hammer.

"It's all your fault, I'm going to be yelled at by my father again today."

"Have you ever been yelled at by that old man?!" Mo Zhu said in a bad tone. I would not even yell at my woman, so who dares to yell at my woman?

"It's okay, you just want me not to be too depressed." Qian Renxue said lightly: "It's already over anyway, so let's go at noon."

Mo Zhu smiled brightly, "Then we still have four hours, so we have to hurry up."

Qian Renxue gave him a white look, then took advantage of him and kicked him down. He stretched out his hand to pick up the soul guide scattered on the ground in the storage space, and took out an iron needle plate from it.

"Kneel down, you can get up whenever I ask you to get up."

After saying that, Qian Renxue fell down and fell asleep.

Mo Zhu stared at the iron pin board on the floor with a wry smile on his face. He would have run away if he had known better.