Douluo Rakus
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Chapter Forty-Five: When you are unhappy, you will become a murderer.

　　At this moment, Dai Mubai interjected and said, "And Fatty's behavior isn't about hurting a good woman. Did you know that there is a place in this world called Goulan?"

　　When Tang San at the side heard Dai Mubai's words, he couldn't believe it and said, "You mean, Dean or Brother Mo, will bring Ma Hongjun to such a place?" Goulan had heard of it in his previous life, and he naturally knew where it was.

　　Dai Mubai said: "As Xiao Ao said, this is absolutely impossible. Ma Hongjun is a direct disciple of the dean, so you can't let him give up his cultivation or watch him die."

　　At this moment, Ning Rongrong also remembered that Xuan Mo had just left with Ma Hongjun, then looked at Dai Mubai and asked subconsciously: "Then Xuan Mo ..."

　　Before Ning Rongrong finished speaking, Oscar and Dai Mubai, who were standing at the side, had noticed the emotions that flashed in the depths of his eyes, and knew that Ning Rongrong really wanted to be crooked.

　　Then the two men said almost simultaneously: "Don't worry, with Lao Mo's character, he must be the type of person who is clean and self-aware and won't mess around."

　　Oscar said: "Lao Mo followed, just in case, he was basically sitting in those places to eat something, and waiting for the fat man to finish."

　　Following Oscar's words, Dai Mubai continued: "In addition, Lao Mo doesn't like women in those places."

　　However, at this moment, Zhu Zhuqing said, "The men are all dirty."

　　Xiao Wu smiled and said, "Sister Zhuqing, don't hit too much. Tang San was very clean. Not like Dai Mubai and Oscar."

　　"Eh uh uh! Xiao Wu, you can eat rice but you can't talk nonsense..."

　　at the same time.

　　Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun had already arrived at a remote corner of Soto City.

　　The tall place that appeared in front of them was six meters tall, it seemed like the place was decorated in pink, and there were a few pink lanterns hanging on the door, which gives an atmosphere of wind and dust. .

　　Under the lantern, there were several wavy and beautiful young women standing there, who were sold to pedestrians by the old bustard standing in front of the door.

　　A few years ago, after Ma Hongjun broke through to the Great Soul Master, he would actually vent evil flames once a month.

　　So as long as he was in Soto City, every month today, Xuan Mo would accompany Ma Hongjun to this club together to deal with Ma Hongjun's evil fire problem, he said, and he can be considered an old acquaintance of this club.

　　As soon as the two of them approached, the old bustard greeted them.

　　However, compared to Ma Hongjun who had chosen someone to open the room, Xuan Mo sat down at the free table and chair at the front desk, ordered a plate of melon seeds, and took out the wine he was carrying.

　　But it didn't take long.

　　A loud voice came from the side.

　　Xuan Mo took a closer look, and Ma Hongjun, who was leading a young girl, prepared to break the evil flames, but was stopped by an uncle who looked like a poor person.

　　This poor uncle is about forty years old. His skin was dark and black, his height was over 1.6 meters, his face was somewhat smiling in satisfaction, his right hand was wrapped in gauze, his lower body was wearing large pants that were hollowed out slightly, and his legs were double.

　　At this moment, the two clearly clashed.

　　"Little bastard, I have a crush on this girl. How about, let him out quickly, lest you suffer."

　　However, Ma Hongjun saw that one of his hands was still wrapped in gauze.

　　And in the face, when this uncle insisted on taking the little girl from Ma Hongjun, Ma Hongjun could not help but turn around, "Uncle, your hands are all like this, why are you out?"

　　Unexpectedly, "I want you to do something!? Besides, I don't do it with my hands. What you should worry about!"

　　Facing this unfortunate uncle's provocation, how could he hold Ma Hongjun back when he was bullied in his own head.

　　So Ma Hongjun opened Wuhun without saying a word.

　　Suddenly, the heat of the evil flames swept over the audience. Two yellow spirit rings slowly rose from under Ma Hongjun's feet.

　　"Oh! Well, you're very nice."

　　Upon seeing Ma Hongjun's belongings, the poor uncle said sarcastically: "Without guessing, Wuhun is still a grass chicken."

　　Ma Hongjun seemed to be touched by the scales, angrily, "The soul of martial arts who you say is the grass chicken, Lao Tzu is a phoenix!"

　　But compared to the anger of Ma Hongjun, the,

Xuan Mo went from watching the show to being alert and calm. After all, after learning that Ma Hongjun was a great soul master, if he could still feel confident, he was not a fool, or his cultivation was stronger than a fat man.

　　I saw Ma Hongjun instantly shoot, despite the staff obstruction on the club side, the first soul ring of the Reading Act www.uukanshu.com suddenly lit up, he said, and a fiery line of fire swept out toward the poor uncle.

　　But then, the poor uncle did not hide at all.

　　Instead, a grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It was just a great soul master, how could it be so rampant!"

　　I saw that poor uncle's martial spirit instantly appear, one white spirit ring, two yellow and one purple, directly rising under his feet.

　　Suddenly Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun were shocked, and Ma Hongjun's expression was slightly ugly.

　　But when his spirit was summoned, it had two semicircles, only the size of a steamed bun.Once the pink cover appeared, this poor uncle took the spirit directly over his head. That way, Xuan Mo and Ma Hongjun with serious faces were almost nauseous, not to mention how disgusting they were.

　　And after almost turning his stomach, after taking a closer look at that poor uncle's martial arts, Xuan Mo almost burst into laughter.

　　Because in Xuan Mo's eyes, this martial soul was not some kind of female underwear in his previous life!

　　But as soon as this Wuhun appeared, seeing this uncle's appearance, Xuan Mo also remembered who this poor uncle was.

　　In the original work from his previous life that the wretched uncle who hit Ma Hongjun became the head of a pig and was then avenged by Ma Hongjun, burned the bird, and castrated the poor uncle.

　　The current Xuan Mo, staring at the unhappy eyes, gradually grew cold. Those eyes were filled with killing intent, and looking at those unhappy eyes, it was like looking at a dead person.

　　After all, the current unhappiness had been on vacation with the fat man and him. After two years of experience and growth, Xuan Mo had a strong sense of compassion and truth. But it's also a decider.

　　To avoid any unpleasant revenge, they can only choose to mow the grass and remove the roots, to prevent the spring breeze from blowing again!

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