Rebirth Douluo My Martial Soul is the Twelve Talismans

Mo Xie looked at Oscar speechlessly. The men in this academy would really think, if Yu Xiaogang, who had half his foot in the coffin, found out, would he be so angry that he would be buried directly?

"This is not good! If Senior Erlong knows this, I'm afraid your ten lives won't be enough."

Oscar waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Boss, you really don't need to be careful. Senior Erlong is the vice president!"

Mo Xie looked at Oscar with a shocked expression. He might have believed it if the dean was the vice president, but Liu Erlong was exaggerating.

"Oscar, are you sure you are not lying to me? Senior Erlong is really the vice president?"

Oscar patted his chest, raised his head and said proudly: "That's not true. Senior Erlong said that since the master's image has spread all over the continent, it doesn't matter if he has one more work or one less. The most important thing is Erlong. Seniors can now look at the master’s perfect figure without restraint.”

The corners of Mo Xie's eyes twitched crazily. He felt that nothing else mattered. The important thing was that she could look at Yu Xiaogang's figure unscrupulously.

"Ahem! Although I have connections and can get Oscar, I won't be the president of the association. After all, I really can't accept this culture."

Oscar looked at Mo Xie in disbelief. They had already held a banquet in Flender's room. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the president didn't have anyone?

"Boss, why don't you think about it? It's really great!"

Mo Xie stepped back and refused: "No, I still think I'm not suitable!"

Oscar shook his head depressedly, opened the door and was about to leave. Suddenly Mo Xie thought of something and stopped Oscar and said, "Wait!"

Oscar turned around excitedly and looked at Mo Xie, his eyes glowing with hope.

"Boss, are you going to agree?"

The corner of Mo Xie's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly waved his hand and explained: "I just want to ask you if Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu are participating? Don't get me wrong!"

Oscar looked at Mo Xie awkwardly, the light of hope in his eyes dimming again.

"They didn't participate, but why are you asking Xiao Wu?"

Mo Xie straightened his body and said: "Isn't the mistress always unlucky recently? If he can't hold on anymore, if he dies at the last breath, shouldn't I help him take care of his sister?"

Oscar nodded. Although he always felt that this was strange, after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with it. He nodded and said, "It seems to be the same!"

Oscar came to the door of Flender's room, thinking about whether to go in. Suddenly Ma Hongjun, who was about to go to his convenience, opened the door and took a look at Oscar.

"Oscar, you're back, where is Mo Xie? Why didn't you see anyone else?"

Oscar scratched his head in embarrassment, glanced into the room and said, "Boss, he refused, he said he was not suitable!"

"Then go in and tell them yourself! I'll go to the toilet!"

Watching Ma Hongjun leave Oscar and walk in unsteadily, watching a large group of people looking at him, he sighed slowly and said, "Boss, he didn't agree!"

Liu Erlong sighed, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, raised his glass and shouted: "It's okay, isn't it me? I will be the president from now on, and Boss Fu will be the vice president!"

While a few people were eating, drinking and having fun, Yu Xiaogang, who was lying on the bed with his body covered in plaster, growled his stomach and murmured: "Erlong, where are you? I'm a little hungry!"

The next day, before Mo Xie woke up, he heard a hurried knock on the door. He rubbed his confused eyes, got dressed, and opened the door.

Looking at the man in front of him with disheveled hair, withered face, tattered clothes and dirt all over his body, Mo Xie was stunned. When did beggars come to this place where birds don't poop to beg?

"Who are you, brother? This is Shrek Academy, everyone is poor, and the dean is a stingy man. Go somewhere else to beg for food!"

The visitor slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Xie and said hoarsely: "It's me, Tang San. Xiao Mo, please ask Zaizai to treat me."

"Are you sure you are Tang San? Your appearance and your voice don't look alike!"

Lysan slowly turned around, looked at the sky and said, "I was struck by lightning and my soul was disturbed. I was caught in the rain, fell into a mire, hugged a crocodile, and almost couldn't come back."

"Wait a minute if you stay ten meters away from me, I'm afraid my house will collapse too!"

Tang San glanced at Mo Xie resentfully, and stepped back ten meters tremblingly.

"You said you are a mistress, then let me test you!"

The disordered soul power left him unable to even heal his wounds, so Tang San could only nodded and agreed: "Yes!"

Mo Xie touched his chin and thought for a while before saying, "How many times have I stuffed stinky socks into your mouth?"

Tang San looked at Mo Xie with wide eyes. He really didn't understand where he had offended him. The moment he said it, it would be black history.

"12 time!"

Mo Xie looked surprised and paced at the door.

"You actually guessed it. If not, you might have found out about it!"

Tang San had a dark face when he heard this. How could he talk about such a shameful thing everywhere, how could he find out about it!

"Did you peek at who was taking a bath in the village?"

When Tang San heard this, he glared at Mo Xie angrily and cursed in a hoarse voice: "You actually have the nerve to say, you told me there are a lot of rabbits by the pool, and as soon as I got there, you shouted to catch the gangsters and catch the girls peeping in the bath. A gangster, if I hadn’t run fast, the fattest girl in the village would have clung to me.”

Mo Xie looked at Tang San as if he suddenly realized it and said, "Xiao San turns out to be you! How is your bad luck?"

Tang San looked at Mo Xie depressedly and said, "Okay, otherwise I won't be able to come back, otherwise the dean and the others will definitely take a broom and drive me out."

Mo Xie then walked up with confidence and looked Tang San from side to side.

"Xiaosan, to be honest, your appearance is really good. Maybe the Beggar Clan is short of someone like you."

Tang San looked at Mo Xie depressedly. He could already feel that his injuries were becoming more and more serious. If he didn't treat them, there would be hidden wounds.

"Stop talking nonsense, let your Zaizai heal me!"

Mo Xie spread his hands and looked at Tang San helplessly and said, "Xiao San, although I'm sorry to see you like this, I really can't help you. Zai Zai is enjoying his happiness somewhere in Zhuqing!"

Tang San pushed Mo Xie away depressedly, broke into his room, looked at the pot on the side and prepared to boil water.

"Holy crap! What are you doing, mistress? This is my room!"

"My house is gone!"

"Even if your house is gone, you can't rob my house!"

Tang San didn't pay attention to Mo Xie's feelings, he started boiling water in a smooth motion, and just replied calmly: "My house is gone!"

Seeing Tang San minding his own business boiling water, Mo Xie slammed the door in frustration and cursed: "The house is gone, that's amazing!"