Under everyone's stunned gaze and Mu Wanqiu's frightened eyes, Wu Xiaopang's fat body smashed towards her with the force of a mountain.
The fiery breath rushed over her body. For some reason, her heart was beating wildly and her eyes were dull.
"Is this masculinity? Is this the power I have always been pursuing?"
Mu Wanqiu only had time to think, and then Wu Xiaopang threw him to the ground.
The scene suddenly became frighteningly quiet. Only Fatty Wu laughed loudly and said: "Do you think this fat on my body is in vain?
I'll suffocate you to death. Are you convinced or not?"
As soon as these words came out, their jaws suddenly dropped to the ground. This was the first time they heard that someone said that the fat on the body was so useful.
But looking at the situation on the field, it was exactly as the little fat man said.
His fat body completely covered Mu Wanqiu, leaving only a pair of calves still kicking hard.
But how could Fatty Wu let go of this opportunity to conquer? When his big fat legs pressed against him, the two calves immediately stopped moving.
At this moment, people could not see Mu Wanqiu at all.
Fang Qian looked at the fierce Wu Xiaopang and blinked, feeling that something was wrong.
She is clearly the protagonist today!
She even said something domineering, but now it seems, why has all the limelight been stolen by Fatty Wu?
Also, if you suppress a girl like this, you must be responsible!
Don’t you, little fat man, know the difference between men and women?
Wu Xiaopang could not think of this at this moment. He only had one belief in his heart, and that was to win Mu Wanqiu, no matter what the means.
This is also an important battle for him to stand up again in Yizige. As long as he defeats Mu Wanqiu, no matter what method he uses, he is worth showing off.
From now on, no one will call him a waste, and even the people in Bingzi Pavilion can bully him.
As time passed, Mu Wanqiu stopped struggling, and a small hand crawled out from under Wu Xiaopang's belly with difficulty.
Then lift it up hard and slap it to the ground.
The meaning is already obvious, surrender!
But Fatty Wu didn't have this awareness. He felt something exposed from his package, and immediately stretched out his arm and stuffed the little hand under his belly again.
He did not forget to shout loudly: "Say! Are you convinced or not?"
Mu Wanqiu's face turned purple from suffocation. She felt like she had been crushed into a meat pie. She couldn't breathe for such a long time, and she felt suffocated.
At this moment, she had a strange feeling, as if she was enjoying Wu Xiaopang's hot breath, as if there was an electric current running through her body, and her whole body was about to convulse.
"Little fat man, you've been holding her down for almost a stick of incense. If you don't get up, I'm afraid you'll really crush her to death."
At this time, Fang Qian came over to persuade.
As for the others, they have been completely subdued by the ferocity of the two, especially Wu Xiaopang, who is so overwhelming. Who can withstand this?
After hearing Fang Qian's words, Fatty Wu raised his head and propped up his upper body. The two of them immediately saw a face drooling with eyes wandering.
"It's all purple. Check to see if you're breathing." Fang Qian hurriedly stepped forward to test and found that she still had breath, so she felt relieved.
But why did she feel a little strange? Shouldn't Mu Wanqiu's face be ferocious? Why did he seem to be enjoying it instead?
When Wu Xiaopang saw that he had won, he burst into laughter. He stood up, pointed at the others arrogantly, and said, "I don't think any of you will dare to mock me in the future. She is a role model!"
This sentence was said very domineeringly, and everyone shrank their necks. None of them knew how fierce the man was.
But now it seems that this Wu Xiaopang is even more fierce and perverted.
Who could have imagined that he could win over a man-in-law in this way!
The man's mother-in-law also recovered quickly. She was not injured in the first place, but she was almost suffocated.
I don’t know why, but Wu Xiaopang feels that the man’s eyes are different when he looks at him, and he even blushes?
He shuddered and hurried back to his room.
Fang Qian also felt bored and went to her room to practice.
The man-in-law glanced at Wu Xiaopang's room, directly picked up Zhang Feng, and dragged Tian Hao away.
From this moment on, the sky of Yizige has changed!
At this moment, Lin Dong was hiding in his small room, and he finally sent away the disciples from Duanyuan Pavilion.
These guys actually hugged his thighs and didn't let go. Fortunately, Shi Kui and Chu Xiong helped them to get out of the siege and they were able to escape.
Even so, he could hear that the Duoduoge Pavilion was as lively as the Chinese New Year. Everyone stopped doing tasks and talked loudly about Lin Dong's feats.
From the tone of voice, it was as if they were the ones going into battle to kill the enemy.
Lin Dong shook his head, accidentally becoming famous is not a good thing.
He sat there and began to think. Although he did not reveal any talent, he must have guessed something with the ability of the ninth elder of the Blood Moon Sect.
He didn't regret it, others didn't know it, but he knew that he was the one the Ninth Elder came to kill. Seeing so many innocent people die on his behalf made him feel uneasy.
So, this time he had to do it.
He just heard the good news that of the four disciples who were thrown from the sky, only one died, and the other three were seriously injured, but they were finally alive.
This kind of exposure was also intentional by Lin Dong. In this way, the next time there is an assassination, it will be directed at him and will not threaten others.
Although it was dangerous, he thought it was worth it.
He also knew that even if he acted like a coward, no one from the sect would say anything, and even the sect leader could help him cover up.
But everyone is born with a mortal body, born and raised by their parents, and they should not die in such an unknown way.
So, everything happened last night.
Lin Dong considered the situation he might encounter next, and no matter what, he could face it calmly.
At this moment, Lin Dong took out the set of spiritual weapon soft armor stripped off the Ninth Elder's body.
It is only the size of a palm, but it is shining with light cyan light. The spiritual imprint on it has been shattered by him, so this spiritual armor is now ownerless.
Although Lin Dong didn't know how to refine weapons, he still understood how to use this spiritual weapon.
He first used his mental power to leave a mark on the center of the spiritual weapon, and then poured his vitality into it.
The first time he poured his vitality, he obviously absorbed a bit too much, and he had burned it with the purple flame of the Purple Flame Beetle before, which consumed a lot of energy.
Therefore, Lin Dong spent all his energy and ten low-grade Yuan stones to feed him.
This caused the Purple Flame Beetle to squeak at Lin Dong.
Lin Dong hurriedly gave Ziyan Longhorn twenty yuan stones to eat, and the little thing stopped.
Lin Dong discovered that the little thing stopped sleeping after eating. He lay on the bed with his neck raised and stared at Lin Dong with two black pearl-like eyes.
"You little thing, have you been promoted? You don't even sleep after eating the Yuan Stone?" Lin Dong looked at this palm-sized Purple Flame Beetle and asked strangely.
Unexpectedly, the little guy nodded slightly after listening to Lin Dong's words.
Um?
Lin Dong was surprised to find that this little guy could actually understand his words. He didn't know if this was progress, but he knew that he could finally let this little guy spit out purple flames for him to practice.
It’s not in vain!
"I have to give you a name!"
Lin Dong scratched his head and then said: "Call Tianbaobao?"
Ziyan Longhorn shook his head.
"Baby cow?"
The Purple Flame Beetle still shook his head.
"Can you understand what I'm saying?"
This time the Purple Flame Beetle nodded.
Lin Dong glared at the Purple Flame Beetle. The little thing is quite difficult to deal with, so let's pick a powerful and domineering one.
His eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "How about calling me the Bull Demon King?"