Feng Xiao's words instantly stunned Qian Motang. He froze on the spot, looking at the other party with suspicion in his eyes.

"Xiaoxiao, what did you mean by what you just said?!" Qian Motang asked.

"You understand the literal meaning. Now it's your turn to make a decision, Tang Mo." Feng Xiao came close to Qian Motang, lowered her voice, and slowly said the name in her ear.

Qian Motang was stunned for a moment, his whole body froze instantly, his eyes were dull, as if he was frightened.

Feng Xiao shrugged with an indifferent expression, calmly pulled Qian Motang into her room, then sat upright on her bed, raised her eyebrows, and looked at her.

"Mo Tang, I, He Lian Jue and Dugu Jiao are all already fifty-level soul masters of the soul sect. Now it's not like you are the only one who is still at the forty-ninth level. Please tell me. What should I do to raise the soul power level to level 50?" Feng Xiao raised her head, looked at Qian Motang who had been standing still, and said coldly.

But Qian Motang didn't say anything, so Feng Xiao just kept waiting, and at the same time, he ravaged Feng Mo's fluffy little guy. It was really good to masturbate.

After a long time, Qian Motang finally came back to her senses, and many scenes appeared in her mind. Regarding Helianjue, she told herself to practice hard and must increase her soul power level to level 50. She also reminded herself, The Seraph Martial Spirit can't improve its soul power level simply by practicing, but by constantly fighting and fighting to improve its soul power level.

There is also a reminder from Feng Xiao to herself in the scene, saying that the Seraph Martial Spirit is not an ordinary Martial Spirit, it is the top god-level martial spirit in the legend, and its cultivation method should not be simple cultivation, but The purpose of cultivation is achieved through fighting.

Qian Motang rubbed his temples, feeling that he had been so busy these past few days that he had forgotten that he had the most important things to do. As early as at the gate of Shrek Academy, after asking Dean Zhao Wuji to register her return to school information, she should have left Tiandou City and headed to the Soul Beast Forest for special training.

But now?

The bet between Senior Helian and Senior Dugu lasted for seven days. Two days have passed, and not long after, he will usher in the third day.

"Thank you, Xiaoxiao." No matter how upset she was, Qian Motang still said thank you to Feng Xiao. If it weren't for her reminder, she might have forgotten the proposal two days ago.

Feng Xiao was not angry, but just glanced at her lightly and said, "It's good that you know. I have already made suggestions to you, but what about you? You didn't take my suggestions to heart. I'm very sad. You have to make it up to me!"

With that said, Feng Xiao rushed over, pressed Qian Motang under her, stared at him, raised her bow like a bully, and declared: "Mo Tang, you must remember to make it up to me, do you understand?"

The corner of Qian Motang's mouth twitched fiercely, "Hey, hey, hey, do you think you are the boss?"

Also, isn’t this posture a little too ambiguous? Hey, hey, hey, get off me quickly, I’m so pressed that I can’t breathe!

In the end, he was very helpless. Qian Motang had to swear to Feng Xiao, "Yes, yes, yes, I know, I know, I will make it up to you. I absolutely will. I swear, okay!"

After hearing Qian Motang's assurance, Feng Xiao let go of her hand, quickly got up from the opponent's body, and threw herself directly on the other side, making a sound.

Qian Motang turned around and looked at Feng Xiao, who was throwing herself on the bed. She was very grateful to the other party for reminding her again to adopt her last opinion.

"Xiaoxiao."

"Well, what's wrong?" Feng Xiao was very puzzled and forgot to glance at Qian Motang, and asked doubtfully.

"Thank you for your opinion." Qian Motang said sincerely.

"Haha, it's good that you know. Don't live up to my opinion. He Lianjue, Dugujiao, and the two seniors are all waiting for you. Work hard, girl." Feng Xiao got up and stood Beside the bed, he patted Qian Motang on the shoulder to show encouragement.

Feng Xiao felt that she had finished what she should do and it was time to go back to her room to sleep. It was such a tiring day today.

Watching Feng Xiao leave, the entire empty bedroom suddenly lost the atmosphere it had just now, and the silence was terrifying. Qian Motang sat alone on the bed in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while.

But Feng Xiao had already reminded herself that Tang Mo, with this identity, could hide her identity as Qian Motang.

"But what should I do with my martial spirit?" Qian Motang raised her right hand and circulated the soul power in her body. The mark of the Seraphim martial spirit instantly appeared on the back of her right hand. She looked at the six-winged angel on the back of her hand. Wing Angel Martial Spirit Mark, she couldn't help but look at her left hand, that mysterious Martial Spirit that she had never used.

"What's going on?" Qian Motang felt very strange. When she was about to use the soul power in her body to flow to her left hand, and wanted to take a good look at the mark of the mysterious martial spirit, she suddenly discovered that no matter how she He let the soul power flow to his left hand, but the martial soul on his left hand was still unwilling to appear, even if the martial soul mark was the same.

This situation made Qian Motang very surprised. Could it be that there was a problem with her body or another problem with her martial soul? When she thought of this possibility, she kept running the soul power in her body. She kept flocking to her left hand, wanting to take a look, what was going on? !

When all the energy of the soul power was concentrated in her left hand, Qian Motang sensed something in an instant. She sensed that something was stopping her, causing the mysterious martial soul mark to emerge, and not even letting the martial soul come out.

When all Qian Motang's attention was focused on the mysterious martial spirit on her left hand, she did not notice the changes in her body. The originally beautiful and beautiful long golden hair gradually shortened at some point, and the golden color gradually became closer to black and purple, and finally turned into short black and purple hair. Even the color of her eyes was the same, gradually changing from golden pupils to dark purple pupils.

At this time, Qian Motang immediately noticed something unusual. His golden hair suddenly disappeared, and his chest gradually shrank.

When Qian Motang thought of that possibility, she was so frightened that she immediately threw herself in front of a mirror and stared blankly at herself in the mirror, looking at the familiar yet very unfamiliar face. This was clearly the face of her other vest, beautiful His face gradually moved closer to his handsome face.

"Tang Mo." Qian Motang murmured to herself, reaching out to touch herself in the mirror. When her eyes glanced at her left hand, she was instantly stunned.

The mysterious martial soul mark that she couldn't see just now suddenly appeared on the back of her left hand, flashing with a strange dark purple pattern, and a small dark purple spider. If you look carefully, you can find this little spider's body. The pattern is a bit strange.

Seeing the mysterious martial soul mark appear, Qian Motang instantly placed his gaze on his right hand. Sure enough, the Seraphim martial soul mark disappeared instantly.

"This... is so weird!" Qian Motang didn't know whether to be surprised or panicked for a moment. It was really unbelievable!

I remember that when I first became Tang Mo, I was wrapped in a big cocoon made of spider silk without my knowledge, and then my appearance changed in a daze.

The same happened the second time. I obviously slept well in bed. When I suddenly woke up, I found that I was sleeping on the street. Fortunately, I woke up in time. The sky was still gray and bright, and there were not many pedestrians and people on the street. Patrolling soldiers, otherwise they would see themselves sleeping on the side of the street and mistakenly think that they are drunk and careless, sleeping on the road in a daze.

This time, in a real sense, for the first time, I saw clearly and clearly the face that I suddenly transformed into Tang Mo!

"What kind of martial spirit is this mysterious martial spirit!" Qian Motang sighed in surprise. When he stood up, he instantly found that the nightgown he was wearing seemed a little tight.

Therefore, Qian Motang had to change into a new set of clothes, yes, clothes, a set of men's clothes, neatly packed away.

The person who appeared in the mirror at this moment was no longer Qian Motang, but Tang Mo.

Lifting the hair in front of his forehead and looking at his plump forehead, Tang Mo felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar yet strange!

"Even the voice has changed. It seems that this mysterious martial spirit is really no ordinary martial spirit!" Tang Mo looked at his left hand and sighed.

"Now that it's like this, it's time to go out and don't disappoint Xiaoxiao's opinion. No matter what, my soul power level must be raised to level 50!" Tang Mo clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with tears. With unwavering light.

Opening the floor-to-ceiling window, slightly lifting the curtains, he checked the patrol times of the patrolling guards around Dugu Mansion and when they would pass by.

After calculating the time, Tang Mo quickly jumped out of the window while the patrol guards were changing shifts, quickly climbed over the wall and left Dugu Mansion, heading straight for his destination.

There was another bedroom not far from Tang Mo's bedroom, which was Feng Xiao's bedroom. The curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were slightly opened.

"Finally the action has begun."

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