Douluo's strongest breast penetration

Just as the battle between the two ended, Tang Hao's figure flashed out from the trees on the side.

His fight ended earlier than the two of them, and he had been watching the show for quite some time.

Michael was somewhat surprised, not because Tang Hao could easily defeat the Wuhun Palace Enshrinement, but because Tang Hao didn't use any earth-shattering moves during the fight.

Tang Hao defeated a Super Douluo without even alerting him and Ye Lingling.

Is this a healthy Haotian Douluo?

Except for the fact that Ye Lingling was a little exhausted, there was nothing unusual about her. Even the corners of her clothes were neat and tidy. She saw Michael's bleeding fist at a glance, came to him, and started treating him directly.

She was all too familiar with this kind of injury. Before either of them had awakened their martial souls, Michael would often injure himself like this while practicing boxing skills, and she would always scold him.

Now used to his injured look, Ye Lingling felt nostalgic, glanced at Michael, and imitated her original tone: "Did you hurt yourself again?"

Michael was a little unsure whether Ye Lingling was angry or when did she start to have such interest. He did not dare to be presumptuous, and accepted the treatment honestly, while using the holy light to warm the wound to speed up recovery.

While the three of them were chatting and joking, Michael and Ye Lingling paused in unison and looked at the trees to the side in disbelief, and the sound of branches and leaves rubbing together was immediately heard from the trees.

Tang Hao was suddenly shocked. He didn't notice anything strange about the two of them. Although he participated in the chat, he always maintained a high degree of vigilance and was always paying attention to the disturbances around him.

He stopped in front of the two of them in an instant and looked cautiously at the place where the noise was coming from. The other party can hide his perception, so his strength must not be inferior to his!

"Please don't panic, I mean no harm."

What made the three of them a little surprised was that a gentle and gentle female voice came from the bushes.

The trees took the initiative to reveal a path, and with the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground, a pure white figure emerged from the shade of the trees.

This is a pure white horse with extremely pure blue eyes. But what is unusual is that there is a golden spiral horn on its forehead. The light on the horn is not reflected by the sun, or it is emitted by itself. Just the way it walks perfectly interprets purity and nobility.

This is a unicorn.

It moved forward gracefully towards the three of them, looking past Tang Hao and staring at Michael and Ye Lingling standing behind him.

"Please let me pass."

The unicorn walked in front of Tang Hao, stopped, and uttered human words. Its tone was as gentle as before, but there was a hint of unquestionable meaning. It seemed like a request, but its proud head never lowered its head.

Tang Hao was a little hesitant. From close range, he realized that the unicorn was not actually very powerful, but it was too weird for the other party to avoid his perception. For a moment, he didn't know whether to give in or not.

"Uncle Tang, let it come."

Michael broke Tang Hao's random thoughts and reminded him aloud that he had too many doubts in his heart and wanted to ask the unicorn for answers.

Nothing else, because he could feel that the horn on the unicorn's forehead was emitting the holy light!

Although the power is far less than Michael's holy core, the quality of this holy light is not much worse than him.

After all, he has lived in Douluo Continent for more than ten years and has seen many different kinds of soul beasts, but Michael has never seen such a unicorn. He couldn't even tell whether the unicorn in front of him was a soul beast.

"Hello there!"

The unicorn first came to Ye Lingling and nodded to her gently. Then it took a step forward again, without any warning, and just rested its neck on Ye Lingling's shoulder.

Ye Lingling felt its intimacy, put her arms around its neck, and stroked its smooth fur. The unicorn actually didn't care about its image, and was so comfortable that it kicked its hooves carelessly.

After it left Ye Lingling's arms, it walked towards Michael again. But this time it did not come forward, but hung its proud head deeply from a distance of more than one meter.

"Hello."

There was a hint of respect in the gentle tone, and it did not raise its head again until Michael spoke.

The confusion in Michael's eyes did not diminish at all. After the unicorn raised his head, he stared at the golden horn and asked, "Who are you?"

The unicorn did not say anything, and after glancing at Tang Hao cryptically, he answered unexpectedly: "Because I felt your presence, I appeared here and wanted to meet you and the person you chose.

When you two need new strength, please bring her with you. I will always be waiting here. "

After saying this, the unicorn lowered its head again, and at the same time bent its front legs and saluted gracefully. Then it looked at Ye Lingling with a slightly affectionate look in its eyes and turned away directly.

Ye Lingling was a little happy when she heard this and glanced at Michael.

Michael looked a little lost in thought as he watched the unicorn leave.

Discovered my existence?

He didn't think the other party had any malicious intentions. After all, what could such a good-looking unicorn have any evil intentions?

It was obviously worried about Tang Hao, so it concealed something, but it didn't seem like it was a lie that it wanted to see Michael and Ye Lingling. As Michael expected, the "new power" it mentioned should be the soul ring.

"Boy, what was that just now?"

Tang Hao, who had been offline for a while, finally successfully reconnected and asked curiously.

Michael shook his head with a blank look on his face and said, "I don't know either."

Tang Hao didn't ask any more questions. The Blue Silver King had given him a preconceived idea and had already regarded Michael and Ye Lingling as the descendants of gods. He also understood the arrogant unicorn just now as an envoy of gods. existence of the class.

"Boy, let's go!"

Seeing that Michael's injury had been healed, Tang Hao felt that it was time to set off. However, he was stopped by Michael: "Wait a minute, Uncle Tang."

After much thought, Michael still felt that there was something wrong with the next arrangement.

The sparrow-sized "Holy Cult", although the petty fights these days can make Wuhundian uncomfortable, they can't really hurt their muscles and bones.

The power is still too small, so we need to be prepared for real big moves.

Michael's eyes lit up, remembering Tang Hao's old tribe - the four single-attribute clans.

"Uncle Tang, I think our plan should be adjusted."

"Adjustment? Why?"

Tang Hao was obviously a little confused.

Michael already had a draft and explained: "Uncle Tang, do you still remember Qiandaoliu, the great enshrinement of Wuhun Hall?"

Hearing this name, Tang Hao's face darkened, obviously remembering how powerful the other party was.

"Today we encountered the three worshipers of Wuhun Palace. If we encounter Qian Daoliu in the future, we may be in a very bad situation."

Tang Hao's face turned even uglier when Michael pointed him out, as if he had foreseen the consequences.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Tang Hao has a relatively simple mind. He will not use his brain if he can do it, so he leaves the difficult problem to Michael.

Michael smiled slightly and said confidently: "Martial Soul Hall is scary because it has Qiandaoliu, but why doesn't Qiandaoliu have its current reputation because it has Wuhun Palace on its back? If he is just a loner, what's so scary about him? ?”

Tang Hao didn't understand yet, his eyes were still confused.

Michael could only continue to explain: "Qiandaoliu's current strength can be said to be the best in the world, but it still needs to be interdependent with the strength of Wuhun Palace, let alone us?"

"Are you saying that the power of the Holy Order is not enough?"

It's so rare that even Tang Hao can answer it quickly.

"Yes!" Michael nodded, "I think we should restrain ourselves a little now, accumulate in secret for a while, and strengthen our strength."

"You are right, but what can you do?"

When asked by Tang Hao, Michael pretended to be embarrassed and said: "I don't have any good ideas, but I don't know if you have an old department or something like that, Uncle Tang?"

"Old department?"

Tang Hao had a complicated look on his face, one that expressed both reminiscence and guilt. He looked at Michael's expectant eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, yes, it's just because of my grudges with Wuhun Palace, they were implicated by me, and I really have no face to face them!"

So candid?

Michael was a little surprised, but what he didn't know was that Tang Hao had recovered from his injuries and vented his anger again during this period. Moreover, because of the mysterious origins of him and Ye Lingling, he vaguely saw the hope of revenge, so he He didn't hide anything.

"Uncle Tang, I wonder what happened back then?"

Michael straightened his expression and asked cautiously.

Tang Hao had already pointed it out, so he simply said it more directly: "The Wuhun Palace chased me and even killed the Haotian Sect. However, in order to protect the interests of the sect, the Haotian Sect expelled me."

Speaking of this, Tang Hao's face showed a hint of sadness, and he took a deep breath before continuing: "After that, the Haotian Sect announced the closure of the sect. At that time, the Haotian Sect had four single-attribute vassal sects. After the sect, Wuhun Palace wants to incorporate these four sects.

They still remembered the kindness of the Haotian Sect and resolutely rejected the request of the Wuhun Palace. However, they were oppressed and persecuted by the Wuhun Palace after that, but the Haotian Sect ignored them. Now they are having a hard time surviving and it's all my fault! "

Michael doesn't quite understand...

Why is this your fault?