Douluo: Peerless Tang Sect, Angel and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 162 - Building a car behind closed doors

"Ahem, cough, well... the door has been left for you. Just go out when you should! I think it's definitely not possible to work behind closed doors." Qian Lingjun left the door open for these two guys with a red face and didn't even look at it. The one who came back ran away.

Mei Douluo is indeed old Si Ji!It's only been a few days, and Ma Xiaotao has been led into such a twisted state...

Really, let her, a big girl with yellow flowers who only dare to talk, watch such exciting things, it's really... so exciting...

After walking out of the demiplane, Qian Lingjun sat on the grand teacher's chair with his legs between his legs and took a deep breath, covering his hot cheeks, and poured two pots of cool water in succession before suppressing the blush on his face.

"Well, I'm a spring and autumn student, learning, learning makes people progress!"

Take out an isolated copy of "On the Making of Orcs" that has been treasured by the Holy Spirit Cult for many years.

Qian Lingjun turned to page 35 and began to read it seriously.

About half an hour later, the sound of small footsteps came from the gate of the undead on her right side, and the sound of the high heels hitting the ground was from far to near, as if someone was close at hand. illusion.

Looking sideways, on the surface of the gray gate of the undead, there are ripples and ripples of two groups of stones falling into the calm lake. The first thing that catches Qian Lingjun's eyes are two pairs of plump towering towers.

Mei Douluo stepped out of the gate of the undead, and walked to Qian Lingjun's side in a very unimpressive manner, pulled a grand teacher's chair and sat down, picked up the teapot on the table and poured it into the spout.

Crystal clear drops of water leaked from the corner of Mei Douluo's mouth, and hit her proud airbag drop by drop along her distinct jaw line, splashing little by little.

The crystal-clear water spray condensed into strands at the Arctic Circle in the snow-capped northern hemisphere, and wet the pink cloth used to load the 'globe', which looked quite attractive.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the Church of the Holy Spirit, and it doesn't look very good!"

Beside the gate of the undead, Ma Xiaotao simply draped her long hair over her shoulders. She was wearing a close-fitting black leather jacket. The hollow lines and the tightness of the leather perfectly showed her figure of being superior to others.

It should be tall and towering, and the thread should be tightened where it should be tightened, adding a little charm to Ma Xiaotao's already bright face.

Different from that meeting in the hazy water vapor, Ma Xiaotao had already faded from her previous youthfulness at this time, revealing the charm and beauty of a mature woman in every part of her body.

"This is not the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Sect, it's just a house I bought in Tiandou City." Qian Lingjun looked at Ma Xiaotao jokingly, and asked curiously: "What should I call you now? Yes Should I call you by your full name? Or..."

"Do as you please!"

While Qian Lingjun was observing Ma Xiaotao, Ma Xiaotao was also observing Qian Lingjun's every move. During the intermission before chatting with Mei Douluo, she already knew that before her, there was a The revered Rakshasa Saint and the Blue Silver Saint who have not yet appeared.

Qian Lingyun gave her a very intuitive feeling, that is powerful, and it is the kind of powerful that directly acts on instinct.

You know, during the period after the complete alienation of the martial soul, she worked with Mei Douluo day and night to improve herself in the process of repeatedly suppressing the evil fire.

Her strength has already broken through from level 68 to level [-]. She only needs one soul ring, and she can break through to the Seventh Ring Soul Sage.

If it weren't for the reason of hunting for soul rings, she wouldn't be willing to give up the entertainment that made her extremely happy and leave the demiplane of the undead!

"Since you don't mind, then we can match each other according to our positions in the church." Qian Lingyun pondered for a while, looked up at Ma Xiaotao, and said slowly: "You can directly call me the head, or the saint, and I will also Also call you Phoenix or... Fire Phoenix."

"Okay." Ma Xiaotao licked her red lips, looked at Qian Lingjun's lips, moved her waist back and forth, and suddenly said:

"Oh, the First Saint is actually a big girl! Do you want to experience a different life together!"

"Hey, shit!" Qian Lingyun was taken aback for a moment, and the expression on her face became subtle, she thought to herself:

[What kind of divine development is this? You just see that I am strong, so it’s fine if you want to fight with me. Why do you say such blatant things when you come up? 】

Thinking about it, Qian Lingjun lowered his head and glared at Mei Douluo fiercely. Her meaning was very clear: How could you teach such a (...) girl in less than a week.

Inexplicably stared at by Qian Lingjun, Mei Douluo was extremely wronged, she gave Qian Lingjun a pitiful look, and said in a forced voice:

"No! Holy lady, I really can't blame me for this! It's because her nature has been suppressed for more than ten years and she can't hold it anymore. I just opened an opening for her, and she learned by herself without a teacher. There's nothing I can do about it now!"

"Woc, is there such an operation? The successors trained by Shrek actually look like this in private?"

Qian Lingjun glanced at the charming Ma Xiaotao next to him in stunned silence. Seeing that her eyes were sincere and not fake, but she had something in her heart, so she could only sigh leisurely and change the subject: "Saint Maiden of Fire Phoenix wants to come. It’s already the seventh soul ring, do you have any requirements for the seventh soul ring?”

"Well...after the alienation of my martial soul, all my qualities have improved a lot. My seventh soul ring...fire attribute is about 4 years old." Ma Xiaotao calmed down her turbulent expression a little. , thought for a moment, and continued:

"Others, there are no requirements. Of course, it would be even better if they have the blood of the Phoenix or flying spirit beasts."

"Eighth Elder, please do your best and take her to hunt for the seventh soul ring." Qian Lingjun poked Mei Douluo on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "After hunting the soul ring, you can go back to the headquarters directly. that is."

"Hunting soul rings? I'm afraid I'll have to live in the wild for a long time...I'll go to the city to buy some necessities now, saint, and you! Do you want to go shopping together?" Ma Xiaotao's eyes flashed a gleam of joy, she Licking her lips lightly, she pulled Mei Douluo and was about to go out. Before leaving, she turned around suddenly, looked at Qian Lingjun and said narrowly:

"By the way, as far as I know, the street to the west of Tiandou City is very lively! You really don't want to go?"

"No, I'm going to bed." Qian Lingjun waved his hands calmly and watched Ma Xiaotao and Mei Douluo disappear before his eyes.

Until now, she was still a little curious about the special shops selling soul-hunting supplies in Tiandou City that opened at night.

As we all know, shops selling soul hunting products are usually located in very remote places. Moreover, such shops only open at noon because sooner or later...

Putting away the books in her hands, Qian Lingyun became a little interested. She wanted to see what kind of soul hunting shop opened in a busy market, and it opened at night.

Relying on the hidden ability of the other side of the dream and the speed of the attached spirit bone, she kept up with Ma Xiaotao and the two from a distance, and not long after, she came to the bustling West Street of Tiandou City.

"Well, it's really lively!"

After finding a deserted place and landing slowly, Qian Lingjun watched as Ma Xiaotao and Ma Xiaotao walked into an ordinary-looking store one after another.

Walking into the empty shop with suspicion and curiosity, Qian Lingjun looked around and saw that there was no other exit, only a dark door behind the shopkeeper who was fiddling with his abacus at the door.