Silence, long silence, everyone secretly looked at Xiao Wu.

What kind of personality is Xiao Wu, brave and strong, full of justice, and occasionally has a little impulse.

When he first entered school, Ma Hongjun had eaten a braised rabbit leg in front of Xiao Wu, which was so angry that she almost fought with him. Now Ling Bai became more aggressive and ordered a full-rabbit banquet. Xiao Wu had to do a set of violent killing and eight-stage drops!

Tang San even grabbed Xiao Wu's arm in advance to prevent her from getting out of control.

However, it surprised everyone.

Xiao Wu did not react at all in an extreme way, lowered her head and said nothing, as if she had become a different person, and she was no longer the fearless Miss Wu.

But only Tang San, who grabbed her arm, could find that Xiao Wu's delicate body was trembling slightly, and her hands hidden under the table were clenched tightly into fists, as if full of fear.

Tang San felt very distressed and hurriedly comforted him in a low voice: "Xiao Wu, don't be afraid, what Ling Bai wants to eat is an ordinary rabbit, not a soft bone rabbit!"

"Um……"

Xiao Wu responded lightly from her nose, feeling a faint perfunctory feeling.

Ling Bai is the saint son of the Martial Soul Palace. He may not have a titled Douluo followed him in the dark. He ordered a table of rabbit meat. Could it be to remind her...

Next is you!

After the waiter left, Ning Rongrong asked quietly: "Brother, when did you like eating rabbits?"

The two have known each other for more than six years, and Ling Bai has eaten rabbit meat for only a few times. Why did he suddenly become more fond of eating rabbits today? By chance, he bumped into Xiao Wu again?

Ling Bai supported his jaw with one hand, his eyes were deep: "Rabbit is so cute, of course I have to make rabbits into vegetables!"

Ning Rongrong snorted, and this annoying guy was fooling her again.

The food was served one after another, but the diners were in different moods. Ling Bai's arrival seemed to destroy the gradual chemical reaction of the Shrek Seven Monsters, giving them a gap in their supposedly intimate relationship.

The banquet was not lively. Although Ma Hongjun tried his best to make jokes and Flander and Zao Wuji tried their best to cooperate with him, the overall atmosphere was always a bit dull.

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Yu Xiaogang ordered: "There will be a soul fighting competition tomorrow. You little monsters will go back early to rest."

"Um!"

"OK!"

"Good night, Master!"

All the Shrek monsters went upstairs to rest, only Ning Rongrong stayed with Ling Bai. Seeing that this was meant tonight, Yu Xiaogang didn't say much about this. He was deeply in love with his brother and sister and hadn't seen each other for more than three months. He could understand if he wanted to chat for a while.

"that……"

Yu Xiaogang's old-fashioned and stiff face showed a smile, and he looked at Ling Bai softly: "You are Dong...her disciple, so I can call you Xiaobai?"

East?

A trace of cold light flashed through Ling Bai's eyes, and his tone was as cold as frost: "I don't think it's appropriate, please call me His Highness the Holy Son."

As soon as these words were said, Ning Rongrong opened his mouth slightly, Zhao Wuji almost fell off the chair without even sitting down, and Flander sighed deeply.

Yu Xiaogang's theoretical knowledge is the best in the mainland, and he is regarded as a master by countless soul masters. It is not an exaggeration to call Xiaobai as his identity, but Ling Bai refused decisively, even more excessively because he wanted Yu Xiaogang to call him His Holy Son, which surprised Ning Rongrong and Zhao Wuji.

Flander had traveled to Douluo Continent with Yu Xiaogang for more than ten years and knew a little secret. He knew why Ling Bai was so rude to Yu Xiaogang, so he sighed helplessly.

In an instant, Yu Xiaogang seemed to have become more vicissitudes, like an old man entering the twilight, he said in a low voice:

"Since you don't want to, I'll call you Ling Bai. Are your teacher doing well during this period?"

With his rigid character, he must not be called His Highness Ling Bai Shengzi. Ling Bai did not force too much and said lightly:

"The Pope of the Spirit Palace wants to get the wind and rain. In a world without you, the teacher is very good every moment."

"Then, that's good..."

Yu Xiaogang nodded dryly. Ling Bai's hostility was extremely obvious. He was indeed a little weak back then. He was indebted to Bi Dong, which made him unable to refute Ling Bai.

Zhao Wuji frowned and seemed to want to express his opinion. Fortunately, Flander quickly covered him with his eyes and hands, dragged him back to the room upstairs, leaving the world to Ling Bai, Yu Xiaogang and Ning Rongrong, who turned into a confused.jpg.

"By the way, Ling Bai, I want to tell you some things." Yu Xiaogang calmed down and talked about the serious matter.

"you say."

"If I guess correctly, you have at least two soul bones."

Ling Bai raised his eyebrows and pretended to be puzzled and said, "How did you see it?"

When talking about the theory of martial souls, Yu Xiaogang exuded a different kind of confidence: "When you fought against Kuang Rhino before, you did not release the martial souls and soul rings, so the transformation of that form and the eight blood-red tentacles behind it may only be the soul bone skills, especially the latter, which should be a rare external soul bone."

Ling Bai held back his smile: "Yes, yes, what are you saying right, then?"

The soul bones are all the blood talents brought to him by the Demon Devouring!

Yu Xiaogang said seriously: "I suggest you use these two soul bones carefully. The things they bring to you are not only power, but also the impact on your temperament. If you don't control it, the consequences will be unpredictable."

Yu Xiaogang's words definitely have no selfishness. Although he wanted to prove that his disciple Tang San is the most outstanding genius in the mainland, Ling Bai is the only direct descendant of his old friend Bibidong after all, and he does not want Ling Bai to go astray one day.

"Ha, there's no need to worry, Master..."

A theory that was wrong from the first sentence, Ling Bai had no desire to continue listening. He pulled Ning Rongrong away from the hotel. Du Liu Yu Xiaogang was stunned on the spot. He stretched out his hand but finally let out a silent sigh.

The second floor of the hotel, accommodation area.

In order to save money, the Shrek Seven Monsters only opened two rooms in total, four boys and three girls.

In the room of four boys, the rest had already climbed onto the bed to prepare for meditation and practice, preparing for the next day's soul fighting competition, but Oscar changed into plainclothes and put on a backpack with a load-bearing bag.

"Xiao Ao, what are you going to do? Run away from home?" Tang San couldn't help but tease.

"Bah!"

Oscar curled his lips and opened the door: "I'm going out for a night run. Ling Bai poses too much threat to me, I have to become stronger!"

Ma Hongjun lay on the bed and said lazily: "Don't bother brother, Ling Bai is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall! Your monthly soul master subsidy is collected from his family. What are you going to use to grab Rongrong from others?"

Dai Mubai also nodded: "Although the fat man's words are a bit ugly, his words are not rough. One of them is the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Palace and the other is the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. They are made of heaven and earth! Xiao Ao, why bother yourself!"

Oscar turned his head and said firmly: "So what about the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall? I will never give up Rongrong..."
Chapter completed!