Douluo: The Bright Era

Chapter 117 The author is lazy and doesn't remember the chapter name

The heat is rolling,

Mu Xiaoming's right fist came in front of Tang Yin with a fiery and explosive momentum, and he was about to have an intimate contact with Tang Yin's face.

The expressions of the noble ladies who molested Tang Yin before changed drastically, with a look of unbearable expression on their faces, and even some timid girls around had already covered their eyes.

Many teenagers around looked at Tang Yin, whose face was still calm, with mocking eyes, and mocking and happy expressions on their faces.

Sympathy appeared on the faces of Xie Yue and Yan almost at the same time, but their sympathy was not for Tang Yin, but for Mu Xiaoming.

The moment Ye Lingling felt a scorching air wave passing by her ears, she couldn't help showing a worried expression on her face,

Although she knew that with Tang Yin's strength, it was almost impossible to get hurt by such a powerful punch, but she still couldn't help feeling extremely nervous.

However, Qian Renxue looked at Mu Xiaoming with a hint of coldness in her eyes. She knew and was very familiar with the high-level figures in the Wuhun Palace. Naturally, she knew that Mu Xiaoming was the son of Mu Lao. There was a deep dissatisfaction.

'This old Mu, Grandpa Nian was his father's subordinate back then. He made so many mistakes over the years and didn't bother with him. A few days ago, he secretly mobilized a team of soul masters to abscond. How dare his son be so arrogant now? '

'If you don't teach him some lessons, would he still think that the Wuhun Palace belongs to his Mu family? '

The bright yellow light flickered, and at the moment when the punch was about to hit Tang Yin's face, two yellow soul rings suddenly appeared under Mu Xiaoming's feet.

The soul ring flickered, turning into a crimson halo around Mu Xiaoming's body. This punch, which was originally not weak, suddenly accelerated!
Just when the vast majority of people in the audience felt that this punch with strong soul power was about to hit Tang Yin's face,
Suddenly, someone moved.

Qian Renxue realized after seeing it, and Tang Yin, who seemed to have not reacted yet, threw out a punch without hesitation.

Her palm is very slender, and it is also small and exquisite when clenched into a fist. It looks light and light, as if it does not contain a trace of fireworks.

The delicate little fist also looked quite weak, as if it would be knocked down in the next moment. Compared with Mu Xiaoming's fiery and fierce punch that used soul skills, it was much inferior in momentum.

"Crack."

two fists meet,

To everyone's surprise,

Qian Renxue still stood firmly on the spot, only her sleeves were blown up by the strong wind,
As for Mu Xiaoming, under the astonished eyes of most of the people, he was thrown out heavily.

Hearing the heavy impact sound from outside the hall, as well as Mu Xiaoming's miserable howl, a heavy breathing sounded like a tide.

Qian Renxue stared round her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and Ye Lingling, who was almost speechless in astonishment, smiled and shrugged unnaturally.

"Feel sorry,"

"This guy is so low-pumping that he can't help it."

Then she glanced at Tang Yin as if unconsciously, and couldn't help thinking in her heart.

"It's really troublesome. If it wasn't for this guy's strength not being exposed like this, I wouldn't be nosy!"

Tang Yin glanced at Qian Renxue with a strange expression on his face.

'This girl seems to be only eleven or twelve years old, but the strength and soul power she just displayed are in the thirties. '

Immediately, he thought of another thing, and his expression became even weirder.

'Maybe she has the inheritance of a god. When she was eleven or twelve years old, her soul power could reach level [-], and she also had a light attribute that made me feel kind. Could it be that this girl is Qian Renxue. '

But immediately, Tang Yin became a little tangled up again.

'However, according to the description in the original book, Qian Renxue shouldn't look like this. '

Tang Yin still didn't want to understand, but Ye Lingling became excited all of a sudden, as if she had discovered a new continent, she immediately moved to Qian Renxue's side and praised repeatedly.

"Wow, you are too powerful, you just knocked that guy away."

Qian Renxue was caught off guard by Ye Lingling's arm, her expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and she subconsciously tried to break free.

But immediately, she realized that she still enjoyed this feeling, so she pretended that she couldn't break free, no longer resisted, and let Ye Lingling hold her arm familiarly.

"Come on, Xiaoxue, let me introduce you," Ye Lingling pulled Qian Renxue and walked towards Tang Yin.

"This is Tang Yin, and it belongs to us." When talking about the relationship, Ye Lingling still hesitated, and struggled for a while before opening her mouth.

"It's our brother."

'Xiaoxue? '

Hearing this address, Tang Yin's heart skipped a beat, and he woke up abruptly.

Obviously, this ordinary-looking girl is that Qian Renxue, and her appearance is probably disguised by her disguised soul bone.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin's heart suddenly moved, and he stretched out his hand and smiled.

"My name is Tang Yin."

Qian Renxue frowned, she didn't like direct physical contact with men.

However, when she saw the warm smile on Tang Yin's face and Ye Lingling's sincere eyes beside her, she hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand to hold it, and said, "Just call me Xiaoxue."

Until this time, Hu Liena seemed to be busy with her own affairs. From a long corridor in the manor, she walked to the door of the hall. Looking at Mu Xiaoming who was lying on the ground and howling constantly, her expression changed.

And when Mu Xiaoming saw Hu Liena coming over, he immediately lifted his spirits.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoming's Oupai was dented by a large piece, and he did not know how many bones were broken, and even when he spoke, he would spit out blood from his mouth, but he still waved his hand violently in the direction of Hu Liena, his face was covered with blood. Looking forward and hoping.

"What's going on?" Hu Liena's figure subconsciously took a step back and asked with a frown.

"Are you causing trouble again?"

At this moment, she deliberately chose a gorgeous white long dress, and she was going to wear it for Ah Yin to see today. If it was stained by the blood foam on Mu Xiaoming's body, then she might not be able to bear it and run away. .

In addition, Mu Xiaoming's usual reputation is just the same. Relying on his father's achievements in the past, he did a lot of things around the corner, and now he is still making troubles at his own banquet. Therefore, Hu Liena's attitude is not good.

Looking at Hu Liena's appearance at this time, Mu Xiaoming couldn't help but feel anger welling up in his heart, but he wasn't too stupid, he knew that Hu Liena was not someone he could offend, so he could only pretend to be pitiful. The appearance opened the mouth to say.

"Miss Hu Liena, don't you know my character? Even if it is."

Before he could say a word, Hu Liena interrupted him coldly,

"Get to the point." She frowned.

At this moment, Hu Liena's heart can be said to be extremely irritated. Not to mention being called out to deal with official business on Ah Yin's birthday, and now this kind of thing happened again at the banquet. over it.

Ever since Hu Liena was accepted as a disciple by Bibi Dong, she has started to learn to deal with various affairs of the Spirit Hall. Although she is not very old now, she still has an extra sense of majesty.
Coupled with her status as the saint of the Wuhun Temple, Mu Xiaoming couldn't help but tremble when she frowned.

So he narrated to Hu Liena all the things that happened to him before.

Of course, Mu Xiaoming would not mention such things as he himself actively insulting the girl next to Ye Lingling and attacking Tang Yin first.

In his mind, anyway, his father had contributed to the Wuhun Temple, and now his strength has declined. Since he did not get the power he deserved, he should get some preferential treatment.

For things like this, the Holy Maiden of Wuhundian will definitely make concessions in order to appease someone like her father who has contributed to Wuhundian.

"Carry it over." Hu Liena waved her hand, and immediately a guard brought a simple stretcher, and carried Mu Xiaoming towards the hall.

During the short journey, Mu Xiaoming was full of thoughts.

"It is said that Ye Lingling is just a commoner with good talent in the genius training camp of Wuhundian. Since there is no background behind her, then I can just ask the saint to hand her over to me."

Thinking of this, Mu Xiaoming's eyes flashed with fire.

'Also, that stinky ## who dared to hit me, and that little boy with nothing but a face'

Just as he was thinking, Hu Liena and several guards carrying Mu Xiaoming had already arrived at the door of the hall.

"it's him!"

Mu Xiaoming became excited all of a sudden, he didn't even care about the injury on his chest, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Tang Yin's group of people, his eyes were full of excitement and resentment.

Most of the people were attracted by his sound, and looked in Hu Liena's direction.

Following the direction of Mu Xiaoming's finger, Hu Liena glanced at Tang Yin in the hall, with a surprised expression on her face, as if it was a bit difficult to understand the current situation.

And Tang Yin seemed to have thought of something, and mourned for Mu Xiaoming in his heart. When he rolled his eyes, he blocked Qian Renxue's front and said righteously.

"That's right, I beat this person up. If you want to punish him, just punish me alone."

As soon as Tang Yin finished speaking, Mu Xiaoming suddenly became excited.

"Did you see, Lady Saint, this guy admitted it, punish him quickly!"

Hu Liena glanced at Tang Yin, who was standing in front of an ordinary girl, looking brave and responsible, and then at Mu Xiaoming, who was still swaying on the stretcher, looking ugly.

Almost without hesitation, she waved her hand with a look of disgust on her face.

"Throw it out."

"From now on, he is not welcome here."

(End of this chapter)