Douluo: Peak at the top, the heroine is in my arms

Zhu Zhuqing asked curiously at this time, and Yao Moyi and Xiao Wu looked at each other secretly at this time. After all, they had all seen the seven red and two golden soul rings behind Qianmo!

"No, Brother Qianmo usually doesn't do anything casually, so I'm not sure either."

Yao Moyi spread his hands helplessly, indicating that he didn't know.

At this moment, there was a glimmer of determination in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes as she looked at Qianmo.

At the same time, outside the door, Tang San and his companions had already taught the students of Canghui Academy a lesson, and the middle-aged man was now glaring with anger!

"What a bunch of cruel and ruthless kids! Let me, Ye Zhiqiu, teach you a lesson on behalf of your teacher!"

Tang San and his companions were also shocked when they saw the two yellow and three purple spirit rings behind him! The other party was actually a spirit king!

A few minutes later, the battle outside the house gradually became intense, while the

"Damn! Lao Zhao, your face is already red, and you still say you are some kind of Acala who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. I think you are just a piece of cake!"

That's right, Qianmo was still drinking with Zhao Wuji at this time! However, they drank one jar after another, and even Zhao Wuji, the Soul Saint, was a little drunk for a while.

"What? You actually doubted my ability to drink? No! Let's continue! Tonight, I, Old Zhao, will fight you to the death. I won't leave until I'm drunk!"

Qianmo's face was slightly flushed at this time, but his mind was still clear.

"I haven't drunk for a long time. I'm happy today. Let's accompany you to the end!"

After seeing Qianmo's actions, Little Moyi couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. If those people in the Slaughter City knew that the cold Blood God in their hearts was like this now, they would definitely feel a huge gap! Hehehe!

"Mo Yi, why do you always smile at Teacher Qianmo? Could it be that..."

Ning Rongrong, the king of dirty jokes, is back, but Moyi doesn't object.

"Hehe, I like Brother Qianmo the most!"

Xiao Wu's mouth curled up slightly after hearing what Yao Moyi said, thinking.

"Me too."

Ning Rongrong felt sad after hearing Yao Moyi's answer, and thought to herself that she must bring Master Qianmo to her sect!

A quarter of an hour later, many guests had gathered at the door of the restaurant. It was not someone else, but a lucky guy who was being pinned down by that old bastard Ye Zhiqiu.

"Mu Bai, help. Ahem!"

That's right! That lucky guy is Tang San! He used his hidden weapon in the battle with Ye Zhiqiu before! But Ye Zhiqiu's martial spirit is the black tortoise, which is famous for its defense! Although it didn't break Ye Zhiqiu's defense, it angered him!

After a while of his operation, Tang San was pressed under Ye Zhiqiu with his turtle shell. From above, he looked like a turtle!

The people around had never seen such a scene before, so they all came to watch the joke.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully making Tang San lose face and become a fake turtle, changing the original plot. Reward: Pseudo-artifact, Demonic Spear]

"Old Zhao, you can't drink much. Mine hasn't even started yet and you've already finished?"

Qian Mo felt helpless as he looked at the staggering Zhao Wuji. After Zhao Wuji finished the last jar of wine in a daze,

"Boom!"

My head sank and I fell asleep on the table.

"Teacher Zhao! It's bad, Tang San has been..."

Oscar rushed in from the door in a hurry and wanted to ask Zhao Wuji for help, but found that Zhao Wuji was drunk and unconscious.

"Teacher Qianmo, outside." But when Oscar saw Qianmo still sitting there, he came to Qianmo's side as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Tang San, Dai Mubai and the other three are in danger outside!"

Oscar didn't know how to describe the situation, and finally decided to let Teacher Qianmo go out first.

"Oh? Dangerous? He's just a half-baked Soul King. Even if he brings some miscellaneous soldiers with him, you two Soul Lords, two Great Soul Masters can't defeat him? Aren't you all geniuses?

Qianmo said this mercilessly at this moment, but he still said it in a very humane way.

"What do you mean by daring not to cause trouble is mediocrity? I think you are just the idiots who are looking for trouble and can't beat others."

However, Qianmo, who had bought all the wine in the restaurant, was now feeling a little tipsy. Although he was not staggering when walking, he was still a little dizzy.

Meanwhile, Xiao Moyi, who had been paying attention to this side at the other table, came straight to Qianmo and held Qianmo's arms with both hands, while Xiao Wu followed suit and held Qianmo's other side.

At this moment, Qianmo's mouth corners slightly raised, and she quietly sent a message to Xiaowu. Her eyes became bright at this moment, and there was a playful smile on her face.

Qianmo, who noticed this scene, was delighted.

"Tang San, oh Tang San, if you don't go to hell, who will? No, no! As the saying goes, it's better for me to die than for my friends to die!"

Xiao Wu and Mo Yi each supported Qianmo's back with one hand and slowly walked out of the restaurant door.

"Third brother, are you okay?"

Xiao Wu asked in a worried tone at this time, but she showed no sign of moving away from Qianmo.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, I'm fine. Go and call Instructor Qianmo and Teacher Zhao."

Tang San was lying on his back on the ground at this time, and right on top of him, a huge turtle shell was pressing directly on his body. After being pressed by the heavy object for a long time, his Xuantian Gong began to become disordered.

Until now, if there is no external force to help him out, he has no power to break free of this bondage.

However, when he saw Qianmo being supported by Xiaowu and Yao Moyi, he felt a little angry and a little relieved. He was angry that this teacher Qianmo was so close to Xiaowu, but he was relieved that Teacher Qianmo was here to save him from this pain!

Feeling the deep hostility in Tang San's eyes, Qianmo sighed helplessly.

If it were someone else, Qianmo might have killed him directly, but this was Tang San, the son of destiny in Douluo Continent. Killing him casually would disrupt the timeline and the future would become full of uncertainty.

Now we just need to let Tang San follow the original timeline. After all, Tang San is not yet ready to die. Even a cat will play with a mouse before eating it. The same goes for Qianmo!

After Qianmo came out, he just looked at the three embarrassed people in front of him indifferently. Frost had already formed on Dai Mubai's body, Ma Hongjun was already half lying on the ground due to exhaustion, and Tang San was also being pressed to the ground by Ye Zhiqiu like a cuckold.

Qianmo couldn't help but cast a glance of admiration at Ye Zhiqiu at this moment. You can accomplish something! You can accomplish great things!

You support the entire group of protagonists by your own efforts, so you can be considered the strongest passerby king in Douluo Continent, dear!

(End of this chapter)

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