Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

"How cowardly?" Mo Xie looked at Qian Renxue doubtfully.

Qian Renxue took out a token from her storage bag, waved it in front of these people and said, "Do you recognize this?"

"Big brother is the token of the Demon Sect!"

"Big brother is the token of the Demon Sect!"

"..."

"Big brother is the token of the Demon Sect!"

The buck-toothed man slapped the dark fat man in the face and cursed: "I know, I can see it and don't need your reminder."

"I know, brother." The swarthy fat man said aggrievedly, covering his face.

But the next moment he immediately slapped the tall and thin man and said, "I know, I can see it and don't need your reminder."

The tall and thin man quickly passed on this culture.

"This is a mental retard!" Mo Xie said in disbelief as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"Ahem... Dad, in fact, there are inevitably some mentally retarded evil people in this world. Maybe we encountered them today." Qian Renxue said with some embarrassment.

Mo Xie looked at a few people and nodded, but he felt really uncomfortable looking at them, so he said, "In that case, let's deal with it!"

At this time, several people stopped being stupid and fled from here rolling and crawling.

This skillful operation made Mo Xie look confused.

"The people of Xiaoxue Demon Sect don't need Bloody Mary to cultivate their magic power without being affected by this place, but how do they survive with such retarded abilities?" Mo Xie asked.

Qian Renxue blushed and said with some embarrassment: "Those people are also talented people. They spent money to buy the geranium blood of those girls."

"Pfft~" Mo Xie was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. Talent is indeed a talent. I don't know why those female soul masters are willing to sell their blood.

In order to reduce trouble, Qian Renxue hung the token on her waist.

Sure enough, after having the token, other people stayed far away and did not dare to come close at all.

Following Qian Renxue, Mo Xie came to a sect.

"Young Sect Master, you are back. This is my 3869th proposal to you. Please accept me because I am so sincere!" The gatekeeper knelt down on one knee and took a bite of a Steamed Bun looked at Qian Renxue affectionately and said.

Qian Renxue looked at the bun in the man's hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. She felt that there were few normal people in the sect.

"No, I refuse, you are just a gatekeeper." Qian Renxue said.

The man holding the steamed bun was stunned, looked at the steamed bun in his hand, squatted on the ground and cried loudly.

"Haha, you are the only one who wants to win the heart of the young sect master with a steamed bun, so let's look at me!" Another disciple who was the gatekeeper took out a box of stinky tofu and knelt down on one knee to look at Qian Renxue lovingly.

"Young Master, this is the 4280th time I propose to you. You are like this box of stinky tofu, which smells extremely stinky but tastes extremely delicious. Please accept me!"

"I refuse, you'd better live with stinky tofu!" Qian Renxue said.

"What a talent!" Mo Xie said with emotion as he looked at the stinky tofu who confessed his love to... the man who was not supposed to be proposing.

When an old man sweeping the floor came to the yard and saw Qian Renxue coming back, he immediately dropped the broom, spit in the palm of his hand, rubbed it with his hands and wiped it on his pale hair, and walked to Qian Renxue. before.

"Xiaoxue, this is the 2756th time Grandpa Yamu has proposed to you. Marry Grandpa. Grandpa will treat you as well as he treats his granddaughter." Yamu said.

"Don't let me refuse, you are too old." Qian Renxue said.

Hearing this, Yamu squatted on the ground with dull eyes, drawing circles, and kept muttering: "I'm too old!"

At this moment, a three-year-old kid ran over and said to Qian Renxue in a sweet voice: "Sister Xue, I, Feng Xiaohu, propose to you for the 72nd time. Please agree to it!"

"No, you're too young."

Feng Xiaohu walked to Yamu with a blank look on his face, squatted down and drew circles on the ground, and kept muttering: "I'm too young!"

Mo Xie looked at the scene in front of him, looked at Qian Renxue and said, "Xiaoxue, you..."

"I promise, you are just right." Qian Renxue said.

Mo Xie had a dark face, knocked a big chestnut on Qian Renxue's forehead and said, "It suits you, a big-headed ghost."

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Qian Renxue rubbed her head and looked at Mo Xie and said.

"Why does it hurt? Please explain to me, why do you treat both young and old alike?"

"Explain what?" Qian Renxue puffed out her cheeks and looked at Mo Xie a little unhappy and said, "Dad, this is my personality charm. From an eighty-year-old man to a three-year-old child, there is no one who is not impressed by me, except Dad, you are an idiot."

Mo Xie glared at Qian Renxue. This girl felt like she had grown up, and now she even dared to call herself an idiot.

"Hurry up and lead the way." Mo Xie said speechlessly.

Mo Xie was just a few hundred meters away and it felt like he had walked a century. Within a few steps, someone came to propose marriage. The most outrageous ones included quite a few 80-year-old ladies.

"Dad, Master is inside. I will follow you, but I can't let you do that with Aunt Ye." Qian Renxue said.

"I...how am I doing? Xiaoxue, you must be overthinking." Ye Lingling said.

"I watched at the door all night yesterday, don't try to lie to me." Qian Renxue said.

At this time, Mo Xie and Ye Lingling were down. They were watched as a live broadcast all night, but they didn't notice it yet.

"Master, I brought my father here." Qian Renxue knocked on the door and said.

"Let him come in alone!" Bibi Dong's voice came from the crack in the door.

"It seems you can't get in." Mo Xie looked at Qian Renxue and smiled.

"Who said I can't get in? I can still get in if I follow you." Qian Renxue said.

Mo Xie said nothing, opened the door and walked in. Qian Renxue followed him in with a roll of her eyes.

"Get out!" Bibi Dong shouted, and the door opened and Qian Renxue was thrown out.

Looking at the closed door, Qian Renxue muttered a little aggrievedly.

"Bibi Dong, what's wrong with you? No matter what Xiaoxue says, it's me who pissed and pooped." Mo Xie said.

"Why, just throwing it away makes you feel distressed?" Bibi Dong looked at Mo Xie and said.

"It's a little bit."

"Have you made up your mind to come to see me?" Bibi Dong looked at Mo Xie expectantly.

"Xiaodong, can we discuss using other methods?" Mo Xie said.

"No, do you still want your blood?" Bibi Dong threatened.

"Okay, can you knock me out?" Mo Xie asked.

"No, you have to be awake." Bibi Dong refused mercilessly.

Listening to the sounds in the room, Qian Renxue clenched her fists angrily and said through gritted teeth: "Damn old woman."

Seven days later, Mo Xie crawled out of the room in humiliation with the blood of the evil god. Now he just wanted to have a good sleep, and then use the stomach pouch of the giant beast cub to open up a small world after he was full of energy.

"Come in again!" Just when Mo Xie was about to climb out of the door frame, an energetic Bibi Dong grabbed Mo Xie's legs and pulled him into the house.

"No! Help! Someone come and save me!" Mo Xie shouted in horror.

"Poor dad, how did you survive seven days without sleep? Oh~ I can't beat that old woman!" Qian Renxue sighed in the room.