MTL - From the Power of Space To the Heavens-Chapter 22 some evil villain

  Chapter 22 22. A certain evil villain

"Who are you!"

   "Do you not look at the road when you walk!"

  Xiao Wu pointed at Ning Rongrong and complained.

  Ning Rongrong sniffed hard, suppressed the tears in her eyes, stood up from the ground, patted her skirt, and walked forward without saying a word.

   "No! What's your attitude!"

   "I bumped into someone without even an apology?"

  Xiao Wu flaunted her teeth and claws to stop Ning Rongrong, but was hurriedly stopped by Tang San at the side.

   What a joke!

   Fighting here, is it possible to wait for the examiner to come and persuade the fight?

  A soul emperor, come to persuade

  Whether there is reason to say, Tang San can't guarantee.

  But Tang San dared to say that the impression left on the examiner would definitely not be too good.

   Impression points are not very important, but what if the two of them wear small shoes at a critical moment?

  As a disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang Sanke is well aware of the truth that people's hearts are unpredictable.

   "So you want her to give you an apology?"

   A passing teenager asked vaguely while chewing on the grilled sausage.

   "Am I wrong?"

  Xiao Wu asked subconsciously.

  Lu Yuan smiled sarcastically, "What qualifications do you have to let the eldest lady of Qibao Liulizong come to apologize to you?"

  Tang San's eyes were fixed, he obviously recognized the young man in front of him who had restrained Dai Mubai with one move in the hotel.

   A sense of strange familiarity lingers in my heart.

  But Tang San couldn't remember where this sense of familiarity came from.

  Xiao Wu snorted coldly.

   "She hit me, shouldn't she apologize to me?"

   "Could it be because she is the eldest lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that she can not apologize if she bumps into someone?"

   Lu Yuan rubbed his fingertips.

   Obviously, this 100,000-year-old rabbit's cognition of the world is still in the black and white stage.

   Although such a rabbit is simple, it is indeed better than fooling around.

   From this point of view, Tang Hao's failure to deal with Xiao Wu may be because he saw Xiao Wu's characteristics of being easy to fool.

   Moaned for a moment, then Lu Yuan nodded approvingly.

   "You have a point."

  Xiao Wu's face brightened.

   "I hope that when you face the two titled Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School, you can still stick to your heart and let the eldest lady of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School apologize to you."

  Xiao Wu's smiling face just froze.

  She didn't know if the other party saw something.

  Although this sentence sounds harmless, Xiao Wu always has a weird and bad premonition in her heart.

  But soon, her ominous premonition was fulfilled.

   "Of course, this apology is not a loss to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

   "An apology can be exchanged for a soul ring and a soul bone. If it were me, I would also apologize."

  Lu Yuan added with a smile: "And it's a willing apology."

   Obviously the scorching sun was hanging high above her head, but Xiao Wu couldn't feel any warmth.

  The young man's warm smile, in Xiao Wu's eyes, is more like a ticket to hell.

  The kind that brushes the face.

  Xiao Wu nervously grabbed Tang San's arm, her complexion turned pale in an instant, her teeth chattered unconsciously.

  Her identity has been found out!

  Although the demon in front of him didn't say the age of the spirit ring and spirit bone, how could Xiao Wu not understand?

   This demon clearly wants to swallow it all!

  If you directly say a hundred thousand year soul ring, no matter how stupid the mistress around you is, you will understand it.

  For this demon who wants to monopolize, there will be one more competitor at that time.

even more.

   Instead of talking about the age limit, this passage contains some vague meaning.

  Even if people heard it, they wouldn't think of the unpopular knowledge about the transformation of a hundred thousand year soul beast.

  Looking across Xiao Wu's little hand holding Tang San's arm, the handsome face of the young man became serious.

   "Let go!"

  The sound is not loud enough.

  But both Tang San and Xiao Wu can feel the unquestionable meaning in this sentence.

   Tang San frowned, disgusted.

  The other party's behavior style is a bit too domineering!

   "My friend, I don't think you are qualified to teach my sister what to do!"

  Tang San stared at Lu Yuan closely with sharp eyes, and refused to back down even a single step.

   Lu Yuan rolled his eyes, glanced at Tang San, his eyes were not in focus, as if he saw a cloud of air, and then he turned his eyes back to Xiao Wu.

   "I'll say it one last time."

   "Let go!"

  The gentle voice was mixed with a piercing chill, and Xiao Wu shivered subconsciously.

  A touch of anger appeared on Tang San's face.

  But before she could speak, she felt Xiao Wu forcefully withdraw her hand.

   A bad breath was held in his chest before he came up.

  Tang San looked at Xiao Wu in disbelief, his eyes filled with disappointment.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

  Like the gesture of applauding the villain in the TV series when he is full of ambition, Lu Yuan clapped his palms three times slowly.

  No more, no less, just three strokes.

  It is easy to collapse the design if there is too much, and it is easy to lose the essence if there is less.

"very good."

"I am very satisfied."

   "Then next"

  Looking at Xiao Wu, Lu Yuan raised his hand with a smile.

"come over."

  Xiao Wu stood where she was, biting her lip and looking stubbornly at the devil in front of her.

  The smile on Lu Yuan's face gradually faded, but he did not let go of his raised hand.

   "Second time."

"come over."

   The tone of the voice has obviously increased a lot.

  A look of struggle appeared on Xiao Wu's face.

  Pale blue light emerged from Tang San's hands with a ferocious face.

  Several thick vines made of blue silver grass suddenly sprang out from the ground beside Lu Yuan, wrapping around Lu Yuan's body.

   "Xiao Wu will not go with you!"

   "No matter what kind of idea you have, I will stop you from taking Xiao Wu away from me!"

  Tang San looked at the tied strong Lu Yuan, with a cold look in his eyes, and calmly threatened:

   "My first soul ring came from a datura snake, so it contains a strong deadly toxin."

   "If you don't want to die, kneel down and kowtow to Xiao Wu, and I can detoxify you."

   A chuckle of disdain sounded.

   "It's been so many years, not only have you not made any progress, but you've lived and come back."

"Tang San!"

   Tang San, who thought he had the chance to win, changed his face wildly.

  A strong sense of crisis swept across his heart like a black cloud.

  Intense silver light covered Lu Yuan's body like a liquid.

  The powerful wave of soul power spread.

  The thick blue silver grass vines were directly scattered from Lu Yuan's body.

   Then, accompanied by increasingly intense fluctuations in soul power, it was blown into powder in the air.

  Tang San's eyes protruded slightly, a mouthful of blood spilled across the sky, he flew upside down, and after breaking a big tree as thick as his waist, he bowed his body and half-kneeled on the ground weakly.

   "My patience is limited."

   "There are only three things."

"come over."

  The boy stretched out his hand and tore off the tattered clothes that had been twisted by grass and vines, and said indifferently.

  Strong and powerful muscles reasonably cover every part of the upper body, forming a perfect golden ratio figure in a certain sense.

   Not bloated, and beautiful enough.

  The only shortcoming is that this upper body, which has reached the level of perfect art, is covered with countless scars.

  Some scars have already faded away, leaving only a light mark.

   Some scars have not fallen off, and they rise and fall with breathing.

  Although these scars did add a lot of points to this perfect body of art, if you change the angle, it will add some strange beauty.

   This strange beauty is undoubtedly wild.

  Because only the wild type dares to make such heavy and irregular hands, creating its unique charm.

   Xiao Wu clenched her silver teeth, stretched out her trembling hand and grabbed Lu Yuan's big hand.

  The big hand held the small hand backwards, and then pulled it hard.

  With a scream, Xiao Wu was pulled into Lu Yuan's arms.

  The fist imbued with soul power hit Lu Yuan's body fiercely, but to Lu Yuan, Xiao Wu's attack was not even a tickle.

  If it is Xiao Wu's body, Lu Yuan promises to run as far as possible.

  But Xiao Wu, a hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit, has not only transformed, but now it has fallen into his hands.

   What a ghost!

  Even if Xiao Wu beats with this strength for a whole day, he can't break his skin and soul power.

  Tang San raised his head stubbornly.

   "Let her go!"

  Lu Yuan stretched out his index finger and shook it slowly.

  A powerful spirit force forced Tang San down.

   "You should be lucky, and I should be lucky too."

   "I should be glad that I met your old friend in this remote place."

   "It's really a fate."

   "You should be thankful"

   Lu Yuan chuckled lightly.

   "You should be grateful that someone has suffered for you!"

  He stretched out his hand to pinch Xiao Wu's small face, under Tang San's canthus tearing eyes, Lu Yuan lowered his head, and bit Xiao Wu's lip.

Well.

  Xiao Wu's faint nasal voice directly crushed Tang San's remaining inspiration.

  The corners of the eyes were no longer tears, but blood.

   "I'm going to kill you! Kill you! Ahhhhhhhhh!!"

  The shrill howl like a cuckoo weeping blood startled the birds in the forest.

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