Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

Seeing Dai Mubai's hopeful eyes, Mo Xie angrily took out a durian from the space ring and threw it directly at Dai Mubai.

"What are you looking at? Do you know that couples are quarreling, quarreling at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed!"

Dai Mubai dodged the durian thrown by Mo Xie and gritted his teeth as he looked at the bastard who had taken over his fiancée.

"Little Milk Tiger, don't forget our duel when you come back later!"

"Don't worry, I promise I won't beat you to death!"

"It's not sure who hits who!"

Looking at Dai Mubai who said harsh words, Mo Xie said that he wanted to laugh, but he had to hold back. Once he was seen by this cowardly tiger, if he didn't fight, how could he justly beat him.

When Xiao Wu heard that there was going to be a fight, the potential violence factor in her heart burst out.

"Fight! Okay! Can you take one with me?"

"Smelly Rabbit, this is a showdown between men. Turn right when you go out and go straight for 1 mile. There is a pond. Go play in the mud by yourself!"

"Stinky Moxie! Why don't you take me with you!"

Flanders rubbed his temples and shook his head helplessly. How could he be so troubled? There were so many things going on.

"Okay, if you want to tell me, you can tell me in private!"

"You will follow Mr. Zhao Wuji to the Star Forest later. Now for today's lesson, eat at least one sausage made by Oscar."

Mo Xie looked at Flanders speechlessly. Due to their own reasons, Xiao Wu and Tang San no longer hated Oscar's sausages as much as they did at first.

"Oscar! Prepare to activate your soul skills!"

"Brother Sausage, bring me fifty sausages. I didn't have breakfast this morning. I'm hungry!"

After hearing Mo Xie's words, Oscar's feet suddenly softened and he fell to the ground.

"Boss! I can't do it!"

"Forget it Mo Xie, Oscar will prepare sausages for them!"

"Dean, this is unfair, why can't I eat it?"

Flanders covered his forehead helplessly. Why is this bastard so busy? Don’t you know why he doesn’t feed him?Is it necessary for a bastard who can eat the sausages made by Oscar to take this class?

"Stop talking nonsense. No matter how much you talk, you don't need to eat breakfast."

Mo Xie looked at the wretched Oscar and slapped him on the head.

"Old Sausage, what are you still looking at!"

"Oh! Super recovery sausage!"

Before Mo Xie could react, Ning Rongrong snatched the sausage from Oscar's hand.

"Beauties have a first-come, first-served basis!"

Ning Rongrong glared at Mo Xie fiercely and threw out a gold soul coin.

"Is this enough?"

"Enough beauties, absolutely enough!"

Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong and then at his hands. He didn't understand why his sausage could only be sold for five copper soul coins when it came to him.

"Boss, can you give me a break? After all, I did it!"

Mo Xie glanced at Oscar and tossed the gold soul coin in his hand.

"want to?"

"Ah."

"If you want it, you can. If you hand over the 19990 sausages immediately, I will give them to you."

Oscar's face turned pale when he heard that, 19990 sausages would be worse than letting himself die.

"Boss, I think this golden soul coin is very hot, so I don't want it anymore."

Mo Xie looked at the depressed Oscar and slapped him on the head.

"You know this gold coin is hot, why are you still grinding it away! Why don't you make sausages for me?"

"Boss, I suddenly regret accepting your one thousand gold soul coins."

"There's no point in regretting. Just keep making sausages for me."

“Super recovery big sausage!”

After Mo Xie saw Oscar making the sausage, he took the sausage away.

Xiao Wu flashed past and looked at her two empty hands in confusion.

"Where's my sausage?"

"Smelly rabbit, why are you here to steal my sausage?"

"I want you to take care of it! Give me the sausage!"

"If you want to go find Oscar and do it yourself!"

"No! I want the one in your hand!"

"Smelly rabbit, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"I want you to take care of it! If you don't give it to me, I'll ask my brother to beat you."

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with a confused expression, why did the quarrel between the young couple involve him again?

"Xiao Wu, my legs hurt."

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with wide eyes and angrily, walked to him and grabbed Tang San's ears.

"Brother! What did you say! Do you want to kneel down on the durian?"

"Ah! Did I say something?"

Xiao Wu glanced at the durian that Mo Xie threw on the ground, and pinched Tang San's ears hard.

"I think this durian is good, what do you think?"

Tang San looked at the durians on the ground, and looked at Mo Xie with a depressed look on his face. What's wrong with you throwing them away? Why did you throw the durians?

"Xiao Wu, I think you are right. I will help you teach this bastard a lesson."

Looking at Tang San whose painting style changed suddenly in front of him, Mo Xie suppressed his smile.

"Xiaosan, here you go, by the way, I'll give you this durian too!"

Tang San looked at the sausages in front of him, and then at the durian lying on the ground not far away, with big beads of sweat streaming down his forehead.

Xiao Wu looked at the stunned Tang San, angrily snatched the sausage from Mo Xie's hand, stepped on Tang San hard, and mentioned the durian by the way.

"Brother! Hurry up and put this durian away for me. I'll keep it for you tonight."

"Xiao Wu, can we be more polite and don't want this durian?"

"Why are you being polite to this bastard? Hold it for me!"

Tang San looked at Mo Xie with a resentful look on his face, and reluctantly put the durians into the 24th Bridge on a bright moonlit night.

Seeing Tang San's depressed look, Mo Xie couldn't help but sigh, these young couple are really good at playing, and the durians even knelt down.

"Xiaosan, there will be sausages and durians."

"Oscar brings out ten sausages!"

“Super recovery big sausage!”

“Super recovery big sausage!”

"..."

Mo Xie took the sausage from Oscar's hand and stuffed the other nine sausages into Tang San's hand.

"Mistress, if you can't bear it anymore, eat a sausage to recover."

Tang San looked at the nine steaming sausages in his hand depressedly, and thought of his miserable appearance last time, and silently put the sausages into the 24th Bridge on a bright moonlit night.

Mo Xie came to Zhu Zhuqing with a sausage and shook the sausage in his hand.

"My wife, I worked so hard for this sausage!"

"roll!"

"It's like this! Come on, it's inconvenient for you to have this on your hands. I'll feed you."

Zhu Zhuqing turned away and looked down at his iron-thorn gloves.

"Xiao Wu, please help me!"

"Ugh?"

Xiao Wu walked happily to Mo Xie and snatched the sausage from his hand.

"Smelly Moxie, bring it!"

Looking at Xiao Wu who was feeding Zhu Zhuqing, Mo Xie squatted on the ground and drew small circles.

Flanders looked at the scene of a group of people fighting for a sausage with a confused look on his face. He felt as if he was dreaming. How could this be different from what he thought?

"Would you like another one, wife, so I can feed you?"

"roll!"

Mo Xie looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a depressed look. He was so shameless in the past, but it still worked. Why did he even mend the cracks in the window after not seeing him all night?