Douluo: my wife Mo Xie

Wang Lang looked at Mo Xie, wanting to see through Mo Xie's whole person.

In response to Wang Lang's provocation, Mo Ze expressionlessly helped Lian Ming wipe the sweat off his face.

Wang Lang looked at Mo Xie with more and more solemn eyes, thinking, "This person... can't see through." In public, he couldn't attack the junior at will, and even if he did, he couldn't be discovered.Wang Lang retreated and stood behind the king without saying a word, his eyes flashing.

Dean Chen stretched out his fat hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. This is the tragedy of a small person. He can't afford to offend both parties. He can't control this matter today.

"Well, Director Yun, please go and find Lian Ming's parents quickly. The other students are dismissed." After all the students left the classroom, Dean Chen named Teacher Qiu and ordered: "Teacher Qiu, go get a chair and invite Wang The Marquis is seated.”

Teacher Qiu brought a chair, and Dean Chen took it and placed it behind Wang Lang. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please sit down. Please sit down."

Teacher Qiu looked ugly after his chair was robbed, but he didn't dare to say anything. He quickly ran to move another chair, "Baron Wang, you must be tired of standing. Please sit down, please sit down!" Teacher Qiu said politely.

Wang Lang was not polite and sat down calmly.Dean Chen ran to the stool next to Lian Ming and sat down, blocking the sight of Wang Lang and Lian Ming to prevent another conflict. He couldn't control it.

Seeing this, Wang Lang tapped the armrest with his right fingers regularly, knowing that he would most likely encounter a difficult character, otherwise Dean Chen, an old man, would not stop him. He is now waiting for the person behind Lian Ming When you come out, you can just apologize if you can't afford it, and retreat on the grounds that "anyway, this is the junior's business, let the junior deal with it on their own, and we won't interfere."

If you can afford it, haha.

"Go ahead and let me get it in exchange for Sheng'er." It turned out that the king was unwilling to be quiet, so he sat quietly for a while. Now he couldn't stand it anymore and ordered Teacher Qiu to find his son.

"Hey, okay! Right now!" Teacher Qiu, who had just stopped, heard the order and immediately followed it.Then Peipianpidian ran out.

After a while, he led Wang Sheng back and said, "Lord Baron, Wang Sheng has already brought you."

"Well, Sheng'er, come here." The king waved to Wang Sheng.

"dad."

"Well, are you feeling uncomfortable there now?" Wang Zhe asked, sitting on the chair.

"Nothing."

"Well, is it true?" The king looked at Wang Sheng with an expression that you would have and asked again.

Wang Sheng obviously didn't understand what the king meant, "No, I'm fine now. The teachers at the college have cured me, you see." After speaking, he opened his hands and turned around in front of the king.

The king leaned on the chair with a childish expression on his face, closed his eyes, and no longer cared about Wang Sheng.

"My grandson, come here and let grandpa take a look." The king ignored Wang Sheng and the queen, Wang Lang, who was standing next to him, called out to Wang Sheng.

"Grandpa! Why are you here? I miss you so much." Wang Sheng was very surprised by Wang Lang's arrival and jumped over happily, hugging Wang Lang's arm and saying coquettishly.

Wang Lang was very pleased with this, and stretched out his withered palm to touch Wang Sheng's head, "Well, very good, the eighteenth level soul power has grown again."

He loved this grandson very much, because the martial spirit awakened by his grandson Wang Sheng was the advanced fighting tiger spirit. Tiger is the king of beasts and has the ability to intimidate most beast spirits.Moreover, when he awakened his martial soul, his innate soul power reached level eight, and he was qualified to compete with the top martial arts spirits.In the future, Wang Sheng will definitely appear in Soul Douluo and have the ability to attack Titled Douluo.

Otherwise, he would not have known that the news of Wang Sheng being bullied in the academy had followed Wang Zhe. If it was Wang Zhe, a good-for-nothing son, he might not bother to care about it as long as he was not beaten to death.Just because of this son, he now has a lot of people in the Tiandou Empire who can't deal with him. As expected, he should be strangled to death.

"Yeah!" Wang Lang was suddenly startled. He grabbed Wang Sheng's shoulder with his left hand and pulled him in front of him. He placed his right hand on his chest. As Wang Lang's palm left, an inconspicuous purple color followed his palm. A ray of purple energy came out of Wang Sheng's body and was pinched by Wang Lang in his hand. Wang Sheng looked a little weak, as if he wanted to be squeezed dry.

"This is?!" Wang Lang looked at the wisp of purple energy on his hand and shouted in surprise. Although the wisp of purple energy looked very calm, Wang Lang felt that his palm was sending out a dangerous signal. This wisp of purple energy, not simple!If he hadn't been exploring Wang Sheng's soul power, it would have been difficult for him to detect the abnormality in his body.Wang Lang felt that he had drawn out this ray of purple energy, but he did not expect that this ray of purple energy was so tenacious and completely attached to Wang Sheng's soul power. Just now, in order to completely draw out this ray of purple energy, he took eighty-one-tenths of Wang Sheng's energy with him. When he pulled it out, its adhesion was terrible. Fortunately, the purple energy was not violent. Of course, Wang Lang didn't know that it was going to be activated.

Wang Lang waved it away, reached out to grab Wang Sheng's hand, and probed it carefully again.

After a long time, Wang Lang withdrew his hand and asked Wang Sheng: "Have you met any strange strangers recently? Or has anyone touched your chest?"

"Hmm... a strange person? There doesn't seem to be one, not even on the chest, oh! It's him! Yesterday, he slashed my chest with a sword, and was cured by the teacher." Wang Sheng frowned and recalled carefully, and then He pointed at Lian Ming and said.

"Oh~" Wang Lang followed the direction Wang Sheng pointed and looked at Lian Ming.At this time, Lian Ming had already recovered. He was sitting there, relying on Mo Xie and not daring to make a sound. He was joking. Although I am crazy, the wisest decision at this time is to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible. After all, he is just a person. If someone glares at someone who could kill him half his life, wouldn't he be dead if he stares at him one more time?

Looking at Wang Lang's gaze, Lian Ming straightened his back and stared straight ahead, not daring to look at Wang Lang. He secretly swallowed and said to himself: Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me.

Fortunately, Wang Lang only glanced at it and then settled on Mo Xie.At this time, Mo Xie was sitting next to Lian Ming, with his hands folded on his thighs, looking calm and dignified.

"This is..." Wang Lang looked at Lian Ming, raised his right foot and said.

Lian Ming didn't speak, and turned his head towards Mo Xie stiffly. He had no intention of explaining. He was a little too nervous now, and his body was a little tense.

Dean Chen next to him saw that Lian Ming didn't respond, and Wang Lang's face was already a little cold. Dean Chen quickly laughed and joked: "Hey! Classmate Lian Ming, who is this next to you? No. Can you introduce me to the dean?"

Lian Ming now relies on the dean to block him, and he has no choice but to respond, "This is my martial spirit, Mo Xie." Lian Ming said to dean Chen.

"Oh oh oh, that's it!" Dean Chen sighed, nodding his head up and down, looking in the direction of Wang Lang to see if Wang Lang's complexion was getting better.

Wang Lang's expression improved, but his heart was more complicated. If Mo Xie was a guard or something else, he didn't expect that he would be intimidated by a martial spirit.

"No! I remember his martial spirit is a sword, and he is also a first-level soul master, I remember that! Otherwise, how could I not defeat him." Wang Sheng argued.

"Hmm! Are you six years old?" Wang Lang immediately noticed the main point, a first-grade soul master.

"Yes, he just came yesterday." Teacher Qiu replied first.

Wang Lang narrowed his eyes, filled with murderous intent. At the age of six, he was not only born with full soul power but also at the ninth level. Now he is still at odds with his grandson...

Must kill!

"Yesterday you bullied me, Sun Weili, and chopped him in the chest. Now that I'm back to find a place, you can just take one blow from me and let it pass. How about that!" Wang Lang stood up and said.

"This...isn't good. Princes don't have to be like this." Dean Chen said in peace.

"Get out of the way, or I'll beat you too!" As he spoke, his whole body swelled up, and seven yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black soul rings rose up.

Dean Chen also quickly stood up and summoned his martial soul to resist. White, yellow, purple, and black rose up, holding a pumpkin hammer in his hand.

"Hmph!" Wang Lang blew out his soul power, and Dean Chen took two steps back.

Wang Lang ignored him and dived towards Lian Ming.

"stop!"

I saw Lian Sheng and Liu Xu coming towards me with five soul rings surrounding each of them.