Douluo: I, start as a Celestial Dragon

Every time you finish something, let someone go?

Ma Hongjun was overjoyed: "As you say, I will definitely do it!"

On the side, Ah Yin sighed slightly and turned his head away from looking at Ma Hongjun.

She had experienced similar things firsthand, and Morrow's seemingly friendly smile was actually a devil's smile.

What he said may come true, but the final result is never what you want.

Ma Hongjun obviously didn't realize this.

Friend and others also failed to realize this.

Moro let go of Ma Hongjun, and then kindly tidied Ma Hongjun's collar.

Moro asked seemingly casually: "I feel the aura of the fire-attribute martial soul in your body... What is your martial soul?"

Ma Hongjun: "Grass chicken, no...it's the evil fire phoenix."

Moro's lips curled up: "Is it okay to use it to boil water?"

ah?Boil water?

Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment. He had never used martial arts to boil water, but it would definitely be no problem to just use soul skills to ignite flames to boil water.

So he nodded.

Morrow patted his shoulder and looked towards the corner.

The hotel manager had been huddled in the corner and shivering. He had had a chance to escape from the lobby before, but unfortunately he missed it, and he has been hiding here since then, not daring to move.

Damn it, he noticed me, what should I do?

The hotel manager swallowed and asked cautiously: "My lord, what are your orders? Just say it!"

Morrow: "Your Rose Hotel should have a cauldron, right? A big one?"

The hotel manager nodded subconsciously.

Moro: "Then the first thing... how about asking Ma Hongjun to bring the big pot over? Then get some dry firewood and use your evil fire phoenix to boil a big pot of boiling water for me!" "

Ma Hongjun didn't know what Moro wanted to do and why he wanted to boil water.

But even though he was confused, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

So he quickly followed the hotel manager and ran towards the kitchen.

Soon, a large pot filled with water and a large bundle of dry firewood were brought over and quickly set up.

"The first soul skill, Phoenix Fireline!"

Ma Hongjun took a deep breath, and two yellow soul rings condensed out.

The next second, a flame spurted out from his mouth, directly igniting the dry wood.

Under the burning of dry firewood and Phoenix fire wire, a large pot of hot water was quickly boiled.

Ma Hongjun: "The first thing has been done, what about the second thing?"

Is it that simple?

Flanders and others were overjoyed. They had thought that Moro would ask Ma Hongjun to do something very difficult, even something beyond his ability, but they didn't expect that the first thing he would do was just boil water?

In this way, one of them can leave alive.

I hope the next thing is still simple.

Flanders prayed in his heart.

His prayer was answered, and the second thing was indeed very simple, just a matter of raising and releasing his hand.

But this seemingly simple action shocked everyone, and the fear deep in their hearts rose again.

Just listen to Mo Luo say: "Then the second thing...please carry that Zao Wuji over and throw it into the pot!"

what?

Ma Hongjun's face turned pale instantly: "You, you want to steam Vice President Zhao Wuji?"

Moro stretched out a finger and shook it: "Wrong, I boiled him... He wanted to skin me. How do you think I should repay him?"

OMG!

Did you cook Vice President Zhao Wuji?

Ma Hongjun was shaking all over and staggered back a few steps, but was held down by Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing on the shoulders.

In the distance, Flanders climbed up with difficulty and shook his head vigorously: "Woo, woo!"

Lu Qibin and Li Yusong also looked at Moruo pleadingly.

But with Flanders' lesson in front of them, although they kept begging, they didn't dare to speak.

Because they knew that if they spoke at will without Mo Zun's permission, their tongues would be pulled out, or their lives would be lost.

However, Moro ignored them and continued to stare at Ma Hongjun.

"Are you afraid? Or you can't bear it?"

Moro had an evil smile on his face: "If you want to live, you have to pay a certain price... Do you want to live? Someone is going to die! I'll give you three breaths to make a choice. Zhao Wuji will die alone. Or will you all die?”

How to do?

what should I do?

Ma Hongjun looked at Flanders and the others for help, but unfortunately, Flanders and the others couldn't help at all.

Once they make a move or even resist, Dismask will suppress them immediately.

I don’t want Vice President Zhao Wuji to die!

I don’t want to die myself!

what to do?If I had known this, I shouldn't have followed.

If I stayed at Shrek Academy, I wouldn't have to face this situation.

Damn... Boss Dai, who are you messing with?

At this time, Ma Hongjun was undergoing hellish torture. He never thought that one day he would experience such an inhuman experience.

"Three breaths have passed, Dismasco, put him and Zao Wuji...!"

"and many more!"

At the last moment, Ma Hongjun shouted in panic: "I will do it, I will do it!"

After saying that, as if he was afraid that Moro would regret it, he hurriedly ran to Zhao Wuji's side.

At this time, Zhao Wuji was still unconscious, and his broken arm was still bleeding with blood.

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth, a trace of cruelty flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he hugged Zhao Wuji.

"Woooo!"

Flanders made a whining sound and tried to grab Ma Hongjun's trousers, but Dismasque stepped on his head, making him unable to move.

As for Li Yusong and Lu Qibin, they had lowered their heads at this time, unable to bear to watch the next scene, and did not dare to plead for mercy.

In this situation, if everyone can survive, Zhao Wuji will definitely die, so why should others die in vain?

As for whether there will be a chance to avenge Zhao Wuji in the future, that is a matter for the future... The only thing they can do now is to survive desperately.

Pfft!

Zhao Wuji was thrown into the boiling water.

The moment he fell into the water, Zhao Wuji suddenly opened his eyes.

However, before he could make any move, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Dismask's big hand directly pressed on Zhao Wuji's head.

The light of Cancer flickered behind him, a powerful small universe erupted, and a strange force surged out from Dismask's palm, instantly suppressing the soul power in Zhao Wuji's body, making it impossible for Zhao Wuji to concentrate his soul power and be unable to use it. His soul skills and even his strength collapsed like a tide.

"Let me go...ah!"

"Grumble!"

Zhao Wuji let out a shrill scream, and his whole body was roughly pressed into the boiling water by Dismask.

vomit!

Ma Hongjun's face turned pale, and he sat down on the ground, holding his stomach and retching.

Did I kill Dean Zhao Wuji with my own hands?

Ahhhhh!

After retching, Ma Hongjun became furious and spurted out another mouthful of blood.