Douluo: I, start as a Celestial Dragon

After Moro said these words, the entire hall fell into extreme silence, and only the sound of breathing and heartbeat could be heard.

Who is this boy?

Why was that golden-armored Douluo so respectful to him?

No, it’s not just respect, it’s fear!

Flanders and others were shocked.

Originally, Dismasco just knelt down on one knee, but after hearing Moro's words, his whole body trembled, and he quickly changed to kneeling down on both knees, his forehead pressed tightly to the ground, and big beads of sweat fell from his forehead. Drops fell from above.

Dismask: "Master, it's my subordinate who is incompetent...I won't do it next time!"

"Humph!"

Moro snorted coldly, said nothing, and glanced at Flanders and the others.

"Shrek Academy? What a great name!"

Moro said calmly: "Just now, I vaguely heard someone trying to skin me?"

Dismask was still kneeling on the ground and said: "Master, that's the man, his name is Zhao Wuji!"

Flender: "This young man, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Moro waved his hand: "Whether it was a misunderstanding or not is not important. What is important is that he said this sentence... just this sentence is enough to sentence him to death!"

Finished!

what to do?Is it really necessary to explain here today?

Flanders and others were extremely nervous and didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

beat?

Can't beat it at all.

escape?

Even if everyone is still in peak condition, it is impossible to escape from this golden-armored Douluo, not to mention that everyone is seriously injured now, and Zhao Wuji is even more unconscious?

The hearts of Flanders and others had sunk to the bottom at this moment.

At this moment, Morrow's eyes lit up slightly and he looked outside the hotel door.

I saw a lone figure standing on the other side of the street. The figure had short red hair and was slightly fat.

It was Ma Hongjun who had just arrived.

Although he hadn't entered the hotel door yet, he could vaguely see the scene inside through the glass window of the door.

The tragic scene made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Dean? Teacher Li Yusong? Teacher Lu Qibin?"

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened: "And Vice President Zhao Wuji...what happened?"

In an instant, endless fear spread throughout his body, causing his legs to tremble uncontrollably.

He didn't dare to cross the street, let alone push open the glass door of the Rose Hotel. Instead, he took two steps back in horror.

In the hall, Morrow saw this scene clearly.

He patted Ah Yin's shoulder lightly: "Go and bring that little fat guy over to me."

Ah Yin nodded, jumped up and reached the door, then opened the door and walked out.

Little fat man, run away!

Ah Yin walked forward step by step, while constantly winking at Ma Hongjun.

She has personal experience of Moro's methods. Although she still doesn't know the identity of this little fat man, since Moro is paying attention to him, it will definitely not be a good thing.

He was afraid that once he entered the hotel door, he would never leave alive.

But unfortunately, Ma Hongjun was so frightened at this time that after seeing A Yin approaching, instead of running away, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

Ah Yin sighed in her heart, she had done her best just now.

Level 70 soul power gathered around her, and she stretched out her hand and grabbed Ma Hongjun's collar.

It was only then that Ma Hongjun woke up from his fear and wanted to gather his martial soul to resist.

Unfortunately, everything is too late.

After all, Ah Yin is a soul emperor who is stuck at the bottleneck of level 70, so how can he be freed from the grasp of a great soul master who is over level 20?

Her hand suddenly let go of Ma Hongjun's collar, and in the next moment she grabbed Ma Hongjun's neck, directly shaking away the soul power that Ma Hongjun had just gathered.

"Master, I brought him back!"

Ah Yin returned to the hall and threw Ma Hongjun on the ground.

Flanders: "Ma Hongjun? Damn it, what are you doing here? Sirs... all the things have nothing to do with him. Let him go. We are willing to shoulder the responsibility."

Snapped!

At some point, Zhu Zhuyun came to Flanders and slapped Flanders on the face: "Shut up, the master didn't let you speak!"

Moro walked down the stairs and finally stopped in front of Ma Hongjun.

He put his palm on Ma Hongjun's head and lifted Ma Hongjun up by his hair.

"It's hard to imagine that when I saw you for the first time, I actually felt a sense of kindness!"

Mo Luoxie smiled and said: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Mo Luo Sheng. I am a world noble and a Celestial Dragon. I come from Saint Mary Joa... Do you know that you can make a world noble feel friendly to you?" What an honor it is?"

Only then did Flanders and others know Morrow's name.

Celestial Dragons?World nobility?St. Mary Gioia?

With a titled Douluo as his personal bodyguard, it's impossible for Saint Mary Joa to be an unknown force?Why have we never heard of it?

Flanders trembled: "My lord, please let go...!"

Ok?

very noisy!

Moro frowned: "Wasn't the warning Zhu Zhuyun gave you just now enough? Dismask, cut out his tongue!"

"Yes, Master!"

Dismask stood up and grabbed Flanders by the chin.

I saw his middle finger and index finger suddenly inserted into Flanders' mouth, and the next second, the bright red tongue had been torn out.

The scene was dripping with blood, and the scene was too horrific to watch.

And during this process, Flanders had no room to resist.

"Woooo!"

Flanders' whole body curled up on the ground, and he couldn't help but howl out from the severe pain.

On the side, Ah Yin couldn't bear it: "Bear it, stop screaming... The master didn't kill you directly, he just tore off your tongue. You should thank the master!"

Flanders was trembling all over, gritting his teeth tightly, blood flowing out from the corners of his mouth, but he never dared to make any sound.

Obviously, he already understood what A Yin meant. If Moro wanted his life, he wouldn't just let Dismask pull out his tongue.

From this point of view, his life should be saved now.

If he can save his life, Li Yusong and Lu Qibin should also be able to save their lives.

But what about Zhao Wuji?

Ignoring this, Moro still looked at Ma Hongjun: "Your name is Ma Hongjun, right?"

Ma Hongjun was frightened and nodded subconsciously.

The smile on Morrow's face grew wider.

When he came to Soto City, Ma Hongjun was one of his targets.

Originally, Moruo planned to go to Shrek Academy to find Ma Hongjun, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to visit him.

The moment he saw Ma Hongjun, Moro felt the evil fire phoenix hidden deep in his body, and the hot soul power made Donghuang Zhiyu stir.

Desire, greed, devouring!

This was the feedback given by Donghuang Zhiyu to Moro.

"Ma Hongjun makes me feel very happy... When I am in a good mood, I am usually very generous!"

Moro's voice was like a devil's whisper: "How about you do a few things for me now, and after each one is done, I will let one person go?"