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142 Chapter 142 Why do you hate me so much?(2/2)

Hearing this, Dai Mubai wanted to rush towards Yan Yan, but fortunately Tang San had quick eyes and quick hands and caught him.

Tang San warned: "Calm down, the more you act like this, the more Zhu Zhuqing will hate you."

Dai Mubai calmed down, but his clenched fists and his cannibalistic eyes all showed that he was very angry at the moment.

"Boy, you passed."

Flanders looked at Yan with a gloomy expression. The anger in his heart was no less than that of Dai Mubai.

The little guys are his lifeblood, and now someone wants to dig out his lifeblood, and they are digging it in front of him.

How can I bear it?

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the seven soul rings immediately rose into the sky, and the surging momentum rushed toward Yan like a river bursting through its embankments.

Yan also looked cold, two yellow, two purple and one black, five soul rings rose from the soles of his feet, blocking most of the pressure.

The rest, although a little uncomfortable, will not collapse directly.

"What? Soul King?"

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the five soul rings on Yan's body.

How old is he to be the Soul King?

Are you kidding me?

Tang San looked at Yan with a horrified expression. Are the younger generations of Wuhun Palace so scary? They don't seem much older than them.

The shock in Dai Mubai's heart was no less than that of Tang San, or even more.

He didn't come from a small mountain village like Tang San. He had seen too many geniuses since he was a child, but he could reach the realm of the Soul King at this age.

It’s the first time I’ve seen him.

At this moment, he was really panicking.

Since the opponent's talent is so outstanding, his status in Wuhun Palace must not be too low. Can Zhu Zhuqing really reject him because of herself?

Not to mention Ma Hongjun and others, their eyes were straight.

It's incredible.

Such a young soul king simply blinded their eyes.

Yan looked at Flanders coldly and threatened: "If you attack me, have you thought clearly about the consequences?"

Flanders suddenly stopped talking.

Has he thought it through?

Think about it clearly.

It is easy to imagine what status such a young Soul King has in the Spirit Hall. To attack him, Flanders thought he would not live long enough.

Besides, he didn't believe that such a young Soul King was unprotected in secret. As a Soul Saint, he might not be worthy enough.

"Why!"

Flanders sighed helplessly, then put away the pressure and turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing, "The choice is in your hands. If you don't want to, no one can force it."

Zhu Zhuqing is willing to go on his own, and Yan wants to take Zhu Zhuqing away by force, which are two different things.

If it's the former, Flanders can only watch the other party take the person away. If it's the latter, even if it's the Wuhun Palace, it will have to be done.

Because the word "reason" is very important.

It's unreasonable, even Wuhundian doesn't dare to go too far.

This is the Tiandou Empire after all.

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, just looked at Yan, wondering what he was thinking.

I have to say that at this moment, she was very excited.

Especially after just experiencing Dai Mubai's mad dog behavior, Zhu Zhuqing's disappointment in him has accumulated to a critical point.

Now that there is a better choice, she seems to have no reason to refuse.

Ning Rongrong said worriedly: "Zhuqing, do you have any difficulties? You can tell me and I can ask Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone to help you."

Apart from herself, the only other girl in the team was Zhu Zhuqing. If Zhu Zhuqing left again, she would be the only one left. Naturally, Ning Rongrong didn't want her to leave.
Chapter completed!
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