Tang Muchen thinks Douluo mainland is really a good place. It has beautiful mountains and rivers and picturesque beauty.

Now he stuck his head out of a bathroom. To be honest, it's a little funny.

"I'll respect this bowl of nosebleed first."

That's what he said. Naturally, nose blood didn't flow down.

But the temptation of the girl in front is really, really too warm.

Now in front of Tang Muchen is a beautiful figure dressed in * *, exposing the round thighs, seductive calf, and slender ankles.

The light pink long hair flows down and covers the round hips, which looks attractive.

Ning Rongrong is wearing her favorite light cyan skirt and clothes today.

She likes this dress very much. She even has many sets of this color.

His eyes suddenly trembled as if they had been in those days.

He said to her, "you look good in a light cyan skirt. It's very pure."

Since then, her favorite clothes have become like this.

He looked at the girl in front of him with deep love.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong happen to be face to face. In this way, you can clearly see Tang Muchen's eyes.

Gentle and loving.

This is what she read in Tang Muchen's eyes.

Inexplicably unhappy in my heart.

Doesn't she look good with her shirt half untied?

Now she's wearing a bathrobe and so messy. Isn't it enough to attract you?

She has an unconscious rise on her pretty face. She's not cute.

Because of the idea of girls competing.

T she opened her bath towel and let him see the outline of her chest clearly.

The behavior is very bold, but there is a lot of heat on his face.

This is exactly what it means to please the other party

It's really exciting

This is what she really thinks.

Ning Rongrong took off the clothes she was wearing. The wind blew outside and raised her long hair slightly.

Slender waist and white jade back.

Tang Muchen gave her a final look.

Because if you don't go, you can't go away.

The last Tang Muchen saw it clearly. When she folded her clothes, she squatted down slightly.

The mellow

In short, it still has great potential.

This is his last thought.

[Jing Hong sings the words of this song well.]

……

Tang Muchen, who slipped out of Ning Rongrong's room, walked on the stairs of the first floor.

His mind is still recalling what happened just now.

Cough, cough, cough.

The skin stickers of two girls with bare white and tender skin are also very exciting.

Tang Muchen said, "I want to paste it with two girls."

Of course, this idea is still an impossible thing in my heart for the time being.

Tang Muchen smiled at the corners of his mouth and waited for two years.

In front is a cross corridor. Tang Muchen habitually turns around close to the wall.

"Bang"

A loud noise.

Tang Muchen felt that he had bumped into a huge iron block, and the density was still very high. Even Tang Muchen felt a trace of pain.

"What ghost?"

Confused, he looked in front of him.

"Huh?"

Nothing.

What's going on?

I hit a ghost.

"I'm here."

A low voice came, slightly thick.

Tang Muchen looked puzzled. Looking at the ordinary appearance in front of him, he revealed a strong ferocity. His face even had several deep traces. He didn't look like a good man.

"Don't move the Ming king."

He recognized it.

The heart silently said: "this height gap is a little big."

The corners of his mouth twitched and his eyes looked at him from above.

"Why is the gap so?"

He silently make complaints about it.

"I don't feel moved. The Ming king only looks about one meter six."

Don't ask him how he knows. Of course, the gap between the lovely Ning Rongrong and himself is just so big.

Tang Muchen seems to have found the truth: it turns out that the strength of the immovable Ming king is inversely proportional to his height.

The strong muscles and fierce temperament in front of me are also terrible.

"Oh, you know me?"

Zhao Wuji was surprised that he had also disappeared in the soul master world for ten years.

Now anyone can recognize himself.

Can it be that my reputation is still famous

He is a little complacent.

I'm still out of breath after all

Of course, the idea came into his mind only for a moment.

Then he seemed to think of business.

There was a smile on his face, although he said it frighteningly.

"I saw your fight upstairs before and felt that your strength was very good."

He started off with a compliment.

"The attack is good."

"I think your strength should be far more than me."

He smiled.

First, Tang Muchen was held in the sky, and then it is estimated that he will put forward any requirements.

Anyway, Tang Muchen thinks so.

"And you seem to have something to do with Ning Rongrong of our college. Is that your boyfriend?"

His statement was doubtful, but he said it with certainty.

"Yes."

Tang Muchen nodded. He didn't have a bad feeling for Zhao Wuji. He felt very good listening to others' praise.

"We met a long time ago."

"Well."

Zhao Wuji patted him on the shoulder.

Obviously, the gap is so big that he wants to pat him on the shoulder. It looks a little funny.

"This is youth."

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

"We must treat other girls well."

"All the female students in our college are beautiful flowers."

The guy with a tiger back and a bear waist in front of him was so happy.

？？？

Are you really Comrade Zhao Wuji?

Is it really the immovable king?

It feels like a teaser.

Tang Muchen twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"The female students in our college have good talent, but their strength is a little poor."

"If you can, can you be their partner?"

He winked and said, "if you show your strength in front of girls, it's very helpful."

Zhao Wuji is too old to be serious.

This is Tang Muchen's real idea.

I never expected that the characters in the novel would be so immoral in reality.

"It doesn't hurt."

He thought.

"But I have a request. My companion and I will compete with you at that time."

His original intention is to practice the martial soul fusion skill. With the help of a human soul master approaching the existence of soul Douluo, try it.

Zhao Wuji promised.

A pair of earthy yellow eyes looked at Tang Muchen.

[the breath on my body is too strong, far more than mubai.]

These children have never experienced failure

[each one is a little proud.]

[this time, I'm looking for someone for you. Let me see your failure.]

There was a bad smile on his face.

Tang Muchen saw it.

I always think this old man is a little strange