Douluo: I, start as a Celestial Dragon

Ah Yin cried and begged.

She grabbed Moro's trouser leg with one hand, hit her head hard on the ground, and kept kowtowing.

Blood was flowing from his forehead.

Unfortunately, her miserable appearance did not win Moro's sympathy, but made him look disgusted.

"You bitch...your tears stained my trousers!"

Moro's tone was extremely cold, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Ah Yin aside.

Then, as if he was not relieved, he stepped forward and stepped on him a few times.

puff!

Ah Yin spat out a mouthful of blood: "Master, please beat me to death... Please let Xiao San go."

"I am willing to sacrifice to you and give you the fourth soul ring!"

"As long as you ask, I can do anything you want me to do, please!"

In the distance, Zhu Zhuyun hugged his shoulders, looking like he was watching the fun, with an expression full of gloating.

As for Zhu Zhuqing, there was sympathy deep in the corner of her eyes, but sympathy was sympathy, and there was no way she would plead for Ah Yin.

Zhu Zhuyun patted his sister on the shoulder: "We are slaves, and the master's will is our will... For this reason, we must suppress all our own emotions! This loser looks kind, but in fact he is extremely stupid. , just like you before."

Zhu Zhuqing glared at her: "You act as if you are very powerful. If I remember correctly, you have been beaten by the master the most times and the hardest!"

Zhu Zhuyun quit: "What? Master hits me because he hates iron and cannot become steel. Master loves me the most. One piece of attached soul bone and the other soul bone. Who has it? Do you have it?"

Zhu Zhuqing's expression froze and he turned his head away from her. He made up his mind to get another soul bone in Moro's hand.

She didn't dare to think about the two Haotian Sect's treasures. What she was staring at was the thousand-year-old left arm bone.

Perhaps because he was tired from the beating, Moro shook his arm and ignored A Yin, focusing on Ma Hongjun again.

As for Ah Yin, he was already paralyzed on the ground and dying.

But after all, she was a 10-year-old soul beast in the form of a soul beast, and she had the peak strength of a soul emperor. It wouldn't take long for this injury to heal.

"It's time to settle our matter!"

Moro twisted his wrist and walked slowly towards Ma Hongjun: "When I first saw you, I felt that you were very kind. Do you know why?"

"What an honor it is to be able to feel friendly to a world noble, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Ma Hongjun raised his head stiffly and muttered: "The fourth thing, the fourth thing...!"

Ok?

Moro frowned: "Crazy?"

A line of saliva dripped from the corner of Ma Hongjun's mouth, and he showed a silly smile: "The fourth thing, haha! The fourth thing is for me to vent my evil fire? Haha!"

Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid?Make me lose interest in him and then let him go?

Or is he really crazy?

Moro bent down, grabbed Ma Hongjun's neck, lifted him up, and looked into his eyes carefully.

Dismask said respectfully: "Master, he must be really crazy and not just pretending."

Moro nodded: "It doesn't matter if it's true or false, the final fate is the same anyway!"

boom!

Moro took a deep breath, and the soul power in his body gradually boiled.

In an instant, streaks of red light flashed around him, and a pair of flame-condensed wings shot out from his back.

The Feather of the Eastern Emperor...appears.

Morrow had had enough.

"The lifespan of Donghuang Feather is 29 years. I don't know if it can reach 30 years after devouring Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix Spirit!"

There was an evil light in Moro's eyes. In the next moment, the flames on the Donghuang Feather surged, and the temperature in the lobby of the Rose Hotel rose rapidly.

The broken tables and chairs around them burned under the baking, and the burning flames quickly spread towards the surroundings.

Zhu Zhuyun grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's arm: "Back off!"

The two of them swayed and rushed out of the Rose Hotel after a few ups and downs.

The two of them are too weak to withstand the flames of Donghuang Zhiyu. If they continue to stay in the hotel lobby, they may be burned to charcoal like the hotel manager.

However, the two did not go far after leaving the hotel, but stayed outside the door.

In the hall, Dismasco did not move a step.

Although the burning flame of Donghuang's Feather is very strong, it is only relative.

With Moro's current strength, even if he tried his best to activate the Eastern Emperor's Feather, it would only make Dismask feel a little warm, not even "heat".

Dismask turned to look at the seriously injured Ah Yin, frowned slightly, then grabbed Ah Yin's arm and threw her out of the door.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Ah Yin fell to Zhu Zhuyun's feet, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Mistress, mistress...!"

Ah Yin woke up with a start, stood up with difficulty, and looked around, as if trying to identify the direction.

Zhu Zhuyun frowned: "I advise you to stay here honestly and don't think about going to Shrek Academy to report the news!"

Zhu Zhuqing: "That's right, if you stay here obediently, maybe Tang San still has a glimmer of hope to live... If you dare to act rashly, Tang San will die, and I'm afraid you won't survive either!"

After saying this, Zhu Zhuyun spoke first before Ah Yin could speak.

She looked at her sister as if she were an idiot: "You idiot, you can figure out the master's thoughts? If A Yin stays here, it will not change Tang San's outcome in the slightest, it can only save her own life. .”

Zhu Zhuqing thought about it and didn't know how to refute Zhu Zhuyun.

However, she still reminded: "Ah Yin... As female slaves, our bodies and souls already belong to the master. As long as the master has a thought, even if you run away thousands of miles away, you have to crawl back. You go Not Shrek."

Ah Yin sat on the ground in despair and couldn't help crying.

She had just been thrown out, and she really planned to take the opportunity to escape and go to Shrek Academy to report to Tang San.

But after hearing what the Zhu sisters said, she realized that she had no chance at all... I was afraid that before she ran a hundred meters, she would have to crawl back like a dog.

Zhu Zhuqing touched his sister with his arm: "Hey, it didn't look like you just now. With your character, you shouldn't remind her."

Zhu Zhuyun said disdainfully: "Oh, Master is devouring martial souls. I don't want Master to be distracted and affect the devouring. Do you really think I care about her? As female slaves, we must consider Master all the time."

Zhu Zhuqing: "It seems to make sense."

It has to be said that Zhu Zhuyun has a very thorough understanding of the identity of a female slave, and has completely integrated himself into this identity.

In the lobby of the Rose Hotel.

Moro held Ma Hongjun's neck with one hand and lifted his body high.

At this time, Moro's expression looked a little ferocious, and the wings of Donghuang Zhiyu suddenly rolled forward, and the ends of the wings pierced Ma Hongjun's chest like sharp blades.