Douluo Dalu Yuhao travels back to Wannian

"Really? That's great. Thank you, third brother!" Tang Yu said excitedly. After giving Tang San a big hug, he immediately took off his skirt and put it into his starlight sapphire ring.

"By the way, Xiaoyu. Where did Wang Dong go? Aren't you two always together?"

"He just went to the toilet. He asked us to wait for him outside the spirit fighting arena." Tang Yu said casually. Ahem... popularize it. The toilets that have been fighting for a while should not be divided into men and women yet. It should be similar to a public toilet one by one.

"Uh... Okay then. Your two-versus-two spirit fight should be over, right? Is there any more competition needed?" Xiao Wu said.

Tang Yu shook his head and said, "No more. Wang Dong and I just registered for a two-on-two combination today and did not sign up for the competition. After all, with the strength of the two of us, if the opponent is not Contra or above, we will be alone." People can handle it. This is meaningless at all." As he said that, Tang Yu spread his hands to express his helplessness.

But Xiao Wu has always been the most intolerable of Tang Yu's invisible pretense. Why are you so awesome in the form of a soul beast, while I have to hide even if I am a hundred thousand year old soul beast? Now you, the Soul King, can reach level 40 to fight a Titled Douluo. I, a great soul master, may not be able to defeat a Soul Lord after crossing several levels. What the hell is this? Is it just because of that half of human blood?

Their martial spirits are also extremely abnormal. A bright goddess butterfly, an ice jade dragon emperor plus the eye of destiny. If these are all passed down from their mother's genes, then how powerful must their mother be.

And how could such a powerful soul beast be killed by Wuhun Palace? Will this allow low-level soul beasts like us civilians to transform happily? Can we still have fun together? Can you give us low-level soul beasts some face?

The more Xiao Wu thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She took a step forward and grabbed Tang Yu's ear, feigning anger and saying, "Tang Yu, don't think that you are a big deal because you are a high-level soul beast! You can't be considerate of us ordinary soul beasts." Are you in the mood?... As punishment for making me angry, you must put that short skirt back on. You won't take it off within a day. If you don't do it, I will tell Wang Dong that you bullied me!" Saying that, Xiao Wu turned Tang Yu's ear almost a hundred degrees, and then pulled it hard.

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"Ah - Sister Xiaowu, what are you doing? It hurts like this. Let go quickly. ...Eh...Okay, okay, Sister Xiaowu, I was wrong. I was wrong. Isn't that okay? I'm wearing it...I'm wearing it. Just go back." Regarding Xiao Wu's sudden attack, Tang Yu also felt confused. But the severe pain in my ears was probably due to the fear of my mother-in-law's majesty. Still, she had no choice but to obey and put on the short skirt she had just taken off.

Tang Yu, who am I? where am I? what did I do? Why is Sister Xiaowu angry again? The important thing is, I just took off my short skirt, why do I have to put it back on now? I, the soul king, don’t want to lose face. ...However, it seems that I never had to save face for Wutong before.

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Seeing Tang Yu put back on her short skirt, Xiao Wu nodded with satisfaction, let go of Tang Yu's ears, and hummed softly, "Are you still shy when I tell you? So what if you can fight a titled Douluo. Yes. My brother is still my brother after all. You still have to obey me, a great soul master, and you are not allowed to be so arrogant anymore, do you understand?"