Douluo protects our spirit hall

Chapter 393 Take Zhuqing to the theater and vent your anger by the way
Zhu Zhuqing got an affirmative answer.

Ye Qifeng was a little happy in his heart, and couldn't help showing a gratified smile on his face.

And after Zhu Zhuqing said those words, a smile finally appeared on his cold face.

At this moment, as if she had lifted a heavy burden, she suddenly felt extremely relaxed.

At this time, Zhu Zhuqing's emotions had completely stabilized, and he stopped crying.

Her tears had already dried up long ago, only a few teardrops remained in the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were also a little red.

However, she was a little reluctant to leave Ye Qifeng's embrace, and still hugged him tightly, leaning against his embrace, refusing to move.

Brother Ye's chest seems to have a magical power, which will make people feel an unparalleled sense of security.

She hadn't felt this kind of security for a long time.

Brother Ye's chest is so warm, safe and comfortable
In short, leaning in his arms was inexplicably comfortable.

His breath is also very good.

There is a faint fragrance, which makes people feel a little bit up, well, it is the kind of upside that I like.

Ye Qifeng didn't know what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking.

But he knew that at this moment Zhu Zhuqing's mood had stabilized, and it would be inappropriate to hold her any longer.

Zhu Zhuqing's limbs are well-proportioned, slender and vigorous, but her body is soft, especially the chest area, which is pressed against her body, making people feel heavy, but infinitely beautiful.

Ye Qifeng stretched out his hand to help Zhu Zhuqing wipe away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes.

Although it felt good to be hugged by her, he thought about it and reminded her softly:
"Okay, Zhuqing, it's time for you to let go of me, there are still many people watching."

At some point, a circle of people surrounded them, whispering and pointing at the two of them from a long distance away.

Where they are is on the street.

Although the streets here are a bit narrow and the flow of people is not too dense, there are still many pedestrians passing by.

Because of Zhu Zhuqing's crying, and the fact that the two of them hugged each other on the street like no one else, it was difficult not to attract the attention of passers-by.

The behavior of the two of them has already attracted the attention of others.

It's just that because Zhu Zhuqing was crying too sadly, Ye Qifeng was too busy trying to appease her, so he didn't care too much.

It was so sad to see Zhu Zhuqing crying on Ye Qifeng's chest.

Some people who don't know why eat melons mistakenly think that Ye Qifeng is a scumbag who plays with girls' feelings, so they can't help attacking and abusing him.

Of course, there are also some who feel envious and jealous that Ye Qifeng can hold such a hot and beautiful beauty in his arms.

There were even people who gritted their teeth at the two of them and cursed shamelessly, saying that they were a pair of shameless man and woman.

Ye Qifeng turned a deaf ear to the whispers of pedestrians around him, and didn't take it seriously at all.

But Zhu Zhuqing was different.

She looks cold, but she is actually very thin-skinned.

After Ye Qifeng's reminder, Zhu Zhuqing finally noticed the pedestrians around and heard what they were cursing or muttering.

Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback for a moment, then his small face suddenly turned red into a lantern.

She hastily let go of Ye Qifeng's waist, came out of his arms, took two steps back quickly, and opened the distance.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ye, I seem to have misunderstood you."

After standing still, Zhu Zhuqing blushed, lowered her head, and apologized to Ye Qifeng in a low voice like a child who has done something wrong.

"It's okay, don't worry about them."

Ye Qifeng waved his hands nonchalantly, then asked:
"Zhuqing, do you know which hotel Dai Mubai went to?"

"Yeah. I know."

Zhu Zhuqing sniffed, hummed softly in a nasal voice, and then continued to answer:
"That hotel is called Rose Hotel, not far from here."

It really is the Rose Hotel. Just now I heard from Zhuqing that Dai Mubai found a pair of twin sisters. Well, it seems that the good show is about to begin.

"Brother Ye, why are you asking this?"

Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously.

"Go, Zhuqing, I'll take you to the theater."

An inexplicable smile was drawn at the corner of Ye Qifeng's mouth.

"Huh? Watching a play?"

Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat unclear.

"Well, watch a play."

Ye Qifeng nodded slightly, looked at her, and then added:
"By the way, let me vent my anger on you."

Zhu Zhuqing's reddish eyes suddenly lit up.

Now she understood.

It turned out that Brother Ye wanted to find Dai Mubai to vent his anger on him.

Is this what it feels like to be covered?

Yeah, I really like it.

I just don't know, what is Brother Ye's strength?
Judging from Brother Ye's age, he seems to be about the same age as Dai Mubai.

But Big Brother Ye is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall after all, so his talent and strength are definitely not weak, maybe even stronger than Dai Mubai.

Speaking of which, the elder brother's strength three years ago seemed to be comparable to that of his sister, otherwise he would not be able to drive away his sister and save himself.

Now that three years have passed, Brother Ye's strength may have become even more terrifying, defeating a mere Dai Mubai must be no problem.

If that's the case, she'll be relieved.

If possible, I hope Big Brother Ye can help her beat up that disgusting Dai Mubai, it's best to beat his shit out.

Let her vent her anger well, otherwise she won't let go of her hatred.

Zhu Zhuqing thought secretly.

"Let's go, Zhuqing."

At this time, Ye Qifeng's soft voice sounded, pulling Zhu Zhuqing's thoughts back.

"Okay, Brother Ye, come with me."

Zhu Zhuqing immediately turned around and led the way.

Ye Qifeng followed her step by step, and walked forward side by side with her.

Pedestrians watching around, seeing that there was no excitement to watch, gradually dispersed.

…………

"Brother Ye, your clothes."

On the way, Zhu Zhuqing pointed to the skirt of Ye Qifeng's chest, and blushed to remind him.

Before crying too hard, the tears poured out like money, not only wet Brother Ye's clothes, but also seemed to wipe a handful of snot on it.

Follow Zhu Zhuqing's instructions.

Ye Qifeng looked down at his chest.

Sure enough, I saw a large area of ​​wetness and a shiny snot.

The expression on Ye Qifeng's face was obviously stunned.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing was immediately so ashamed that he couldn't contain himself, and wished he could dive into the cracks in the ground.

"Brother Ye, let me wipe it for you."

She quickly took out her handkerchief, and leaned forward, trying to clean it up for Ye Qifeng.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it myself."

Ye Qifeng smiled slightly and stopped her.

If Zhu Zhuqing hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten about it.

I saw his eyes lightly swept the front of his chest, and the snot hanging on it came out automatically, and there was no trace left.

After the snot came off his clothes, Ye Qifeng stretched out his hand, and it automatically flew into his hand, suspended in the mid-air of his palm.

"Now, done."

Ye Qifeng held it up and showed it to Zhu Zhuqing.

Then take out a tissue, wrap it up, wave it, and throw it into the trash can next to the street.

Zhu Zhuqing was shocked all of a sudden:

"Brother Ye, what kind of skill do you have? It's too convenient."

"It's just a little skill for spiritual control."

With a smile on Ye Qifeng's face, he said lightly.

"Spiritual object?"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't quite understand, guessing:
"Is it a soul ring skill?"

"But I didn't see you summoning the martial soul, brother Ye, and the soul ring didn't appear. Could it be that this is a self-created soul skill?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhu Zhuqing denied himself:
"No, this is not a self-created soul skill, and a self-created soul skill also needs to summon a martial soul."

After finishing speaking, she guessed again:

"Is it a secret method?"

"Well, it's okay if you understand it that way."

Ye Qifeng was stunned for a while, turned his head to look at the curious Zhu Zhuqing, smiled slightly, and said:
"Do you want to learn? I can teach you."

"Really? Can I learn too?"

Zhu Zhuqing immediately raised his head and asked in surprise.

"of course can."

Ye Qifeng nodded affirmatively, but then changed his voice:
"However, your current mental strength is too weak, and you can't study it for the time being. Even if you study, you won't be able to use it."

"Oh."

The joy that had just lit up in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes dimmed in an instant.

"Don't worry, when you become stronger, as long as you reach the realm above Soul Sect, I will teach you the skills of spiritual control."

At this time, Ye Qifeng said softly again.

When Zhu Zhuqing heard it, his eyes lit up again.

Is it above the Soul Sect?
Although she doesn't know when she will be able to cultivate to that level, she will work hard.

As far as his mind was concerned, Zhu Zhuqing raised his face immediately, and assured him in a serious tone:

"Brother Ye, I will work hard."

"Zhuqing, you don't have to worry about becoming stronger, I said I will help you."

As Ye Qifeng walked forward, he said in a warm voice:
"At that time, I will introduce you to a powerful teacher."

"With that teacher here, the Zhu family will not dare to do anything to you in the future. Even the Xingluo royal family will not dare to say a word."

"In this way, no one will dare to bully you again."

A powerful teacher? Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes lit up again, and she asked aloud:

"How powerful?"

"You'll know then."

Ye Qifeng smiled slightly, and played another charade.

"This sentence again"

Zhu Zhuqing muttered in a low voice.

Ye Qifeng glanced sideways at her.

Didn't it mean that Zhu Zhuqing was a quiet and cold girl?

Why is it completely different from what I saw?
Zhu Zhuqing in front of him obviously talks a lot, is there something wrong? .
Ye Qifeng shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and mobilized the soul power in his body to dry the tear-wet clothes on his chest.

Unexpectedly, this move shocked Zhu Zhuqing who was next to him.

Although the breath of soul power on his body was only fleeting, Zhu Zhuqing could clearly feel it.

"Is this the breath of a soul saint?"

She immediately widened her beautiful eyes, her face full of disbelief.

what happened?

She just felt an aura comparable to that of a soul sage from Big Brother Ye?

That soul power breath was the same as the soul power breath she had felt from the soul saint powerhouse in the family, as powerful and unfathomable.

Could it be that Brother Ye is already a Soul Sage?
It turns out that Brother Ye's strength is so powerful and terrifying?
Wow - that's amazing!
Brother Ye said just now that he would introduce a teacher to me. It would be great if I could ask him to be my teacher.

The more Zhu Zhuqing thought about it, the more excited he became, and his eyes became brighter and brighter
…………

the other side.

In the Rose Hotel.

The scent of roses is tangy and refreshing, with a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere in the fragrance, which makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

The interior environment of the hotel is elegant, warm and chic.

White, silver and rose red, the decoration of the three colors complement each other, and it is easy to give people a good impression.

Tang San brought Xiao Wu to the counter.

Unsurprisingly, just like the original direction of fate, under the ambiguous and envious eyes of the waiter and the secret operation, only one room was opened for one person and one rabbit in the end.

During the period, the waiter frequently gave Tang San a look that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words, but the mature Tang San pretended not to understand, but asked the rogue Tu Xiaowu to agree to it.

In this way, the two of them share the same room and sleep on the same bed, so it has nothing to do with him—he was just forced to do so, and it was Xiao Wu's request.

After all, he is the pure Tang Sanshao, so he can't destroy his pure image in Xiao Wu's heart.

Just when the waiter of the hotel was about to check in Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Dai Mubai appeared with his twin sisters Hua in his arms.

Because Dai Mubai's attitude was too arrogant and domineering.

The rogue rabbit Xiaowu is also the one who fears the world will not be chaotic, and his mouth is stinky, and he will strike if he disagrees.

Tang San looked like a modest gentleman on the surface, but his temper was not much better, especially when he saw the gangster Tu Xiaowu being insulted, he couldn't stand up.

After the three of them quarreled.

Tang San stood up for the rogue Tu Xiaowu, and quickly fought Dai Mubai.

The two of them were in the empty lobby of the Rose Hotel, fighting back and forth, having a great time.

Tang San only has a spirit power of level 29 as a great soul master, but Dai Mubai is a soul master with a spirit power of level 37.

There is not only a big gap between the two, but also a gap of eight levels of soul power.

It stands to reason that with the difference in realm and spirit power level, Dai Mubai should be able to easily defeat Tang San, or even crush Tang San.

However, Tang San is no ordinary person.

He is a person from another world who traveled from Tangmen World to Douluo Continent, and has a complete memory of his previous life.

Under the condition that each other does not use martial soul and soul power.

Relying on the fighting skills mastered in the previous life, as well as the inner secrets stolen from the Tang Sect-the method of practicing hands, the method of Xuanyu Hand, the method of light body, the method of ghost shadow obsession, the method of capturing, controlling cranes and catching dragons, etc.

Tang San and Dai Mubai fought evenly, inseparable, for a while, neither could do anything to the other.

After several fights, Tang San slammed Dai Mubai's chest fiercely with his shoulder, sending Dai Mubai flying five meters away, and the two separated.

Seeing that Tang San couldn't be taken down, Dai Mubai's expression turned ugly, in order not to lose face, he could only force to use his soul power.

He immediately summoned the white tiger with the martial spirit, completed the possession of the martial spirit, and transformed into a humanoid tiger in the blink of an eye.

at the same time.

Three shining soul rings, yellow, yellow and purple, rose from under his feet one after another, undulating up and down, moving slowly.

"Dai Mubai, Martial Spirit White Tiger, Level 37 Battle Spirit Venerable, please advise!"

Amid the majesty and arrogance blessed by the white tiger spirit, Dai Mubai confidently reported his own spirit and level, and formally challenged Tang San.

While the rascal Tu Xiaowu exclaimed and panicked at Dai Mubai's revealed thousand year spirit ring.

Tang San's eyes turned purple, and he also summoned his first spirit, Blue Silver Grass, and two yellow spirit rings, and reported his spirit and level at the same time:
"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Level 29 Tool Soul Master, please advise!"

Seeing that Tang San's spirit was just a blue silver grass, Dai Mubai raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised:

"Your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass?"

Tang San didn't change his face when he heard the words, and said the waste theory of the waste master:
"There is no waste spirit, only waste soul masters."

At this moment, two young men, a man and a woman, suddenly walked in outside the lobby of the Rose Hotel.

(End of this chapter)