Touching his chin, Ye Zhiqiu pondered: "Let's put it this way, my senior sister's million-year soul ring, and the miracle of consecutive 14-level soul power, have now happened to everyone in Shrek. level 60, the fifth spirit ring has a million years, so do you think you still have hope of winning?"

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Shui Bing'er: °ο°

Chapter 332 Wuhundian is not suitable for you 【Subscription】

What the hell?Level 60 for all staff?The fifth soul ring is all million years old?Isn't that stronger than Wuhundian Academy?

Huo Wu's complexion suddenly became a little ugly, and Shui Bing'er also frowned. Originally, the soul power of Shrek's eight main members were all above level 40. As long as they gathered the elites of three teams, plus A hole card, that still has a great chance of winning.

But now, Ye Zhiqiu told them that they are all level 60 now, and the fifth spirit ring is still a unified million years...

If this is true, let's play with a hammer and just admit defeat...

"The Holy Son is here to tell us this news, shouldn't he just want to amuse us?" Shui Bing'er looked at Ye Zhiqiu and asked softly, she always felt that Ye Zhiqiu came suddenly with a certain purpose and was meticulous In terms of observation, she is much better than the straight-tempered Huo Wu.

Huo Wu squinted at Ye Zhiqiu, gritted her teeth and said, "Sister Bing'er, he is still the kind of person you said, even if he really didn't come to amuse us, he must have not held his fart well."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Huo Wu with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "Why, you little hot girl is planning to fight me, right? Say bad things about me, believe it or not, I'll hold you here and spank you?"

Ye Zhiqiu's words immediately made Huo Wu feel ashamed and angry, and couldn't hold it back anymore, she rushed at Ye Zhiqiu with all her teeth and claws, completely forgetting that she was actually a control system soul master.

"Damn rascal, shameless, this girl has tolerated you for a long time, today I will fight you hard, either you die or I live..."

The small gazebo is not big, the distance between the two of them is not far, almost two steps away.

Seeing Huo Wu's frantic fist hitting her directly on the eye socket, Ye Zhiqiu shook his head helplessly, and even made some unscrupulous jokes.

"Hey, a girl has to look like a girl. Look at her, Shui Bing'er is quite quiet. Look at yourself. You are almost a woman and you don't know how to restrain yourself."

"Snapped!"

Huo Wu's straight punch stopped in front of Ye Zhiqiu's face, and was tightly held by him with one hand, unable to move the slightest.

Ye Zhiqiu just stretched out a palm and placed it casually in front of him, Huo Wu's punch seemed to be sent by herself.

His right hand was restrained, Huo Wu jumped up resolutely, and at the same time with both feet together, he leaned back and made a volley of rabbits and eagles. With the strength of Ye Zhiqiu's fist holding her, this kind of kick is definitely powerful. Heavy, and seeing where her legs landed, it was Ye Zhiqiu's crotch.

Huo Wu was instinctively forcing Ye Zhiqiu to let go of her hands to dodge. As long as Ye Zhiqiu let go, she could use the support of her hands to turn somersaults and stabilize her body again.

However, will Ye Zhiqiu hide?

Not to mention the difference in strength between the two sides, but in terms of combat experience alone, Huo Wu's tricks are useless to him.

And for Ye Zhiqiu, this move still has a long-lost memory.

I still remember that when I was a child fighting with Xiao Wu at Notting College, Xiao Wu had used this kind of kicking of the rabbit kicking the eagle many times, and he already had a wealth of experience in dealing with it.

When Huo Wu's feet were about to kick Ye Zhiqiu, he simply retracted his knees inward, and firmly clamped her feet.

This time, Huo Wu's posture became a little awkward, her right hand was pulled by Ye Zhiqiu, her upper body was still leaning back, her feet were tightly clamped by Ye Zhiqiu's knees, and her whole body was suspended in mid-air. There is no leverage point.

The most important thing is that her dressing style has not changed even after several reminders from Ye Zhiqiu.

With this posture, Ye Zhiqiu can basically see the scenery under the fiery red skirt at a glance.

Sensing that Ye Zhiqiu's gaze stayed below her, and she was still looking at her nakedly, Huo Wu couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, Xiao Man stretched her waist, and her left hand, which was still able to move, immediately smeared towards Ye Zhiqiu's face.

"Snapped"

There was another clear sound of body clashing, and Huo Wu's left hand was directly held by Ye Zhiqiu at this time...

All the limbs were restrained, now Huo Wu was completely unable to launch an attack, only the little butt was left struggling violently in the midair unwillingly, the round and smooth legs sometimes bent and sometimes collapsed straight, but it had a special charm.

"Stinky rascal, dead rascal, let me go, this girl will definitely take your eyeballs out..." Huo Wu yelled unwillingly.

Ye Zhiqiu chuckled, "You're going to make my eyes roll, do you think I'd dare to let you go?"

Huo Wu's face turned red, and she said in embarrassment: "Then you are not allowed to watch..."

"What are you not allowed to see? How do I know what you are talking about if you don't tell me clearly?" Ye Zhiqiu smiled playfully, and glanced at something provocatively from time to time.

Huo Wu's face couldn't help becoming more and more red with embarrassment, even Shui Bing'er, who was sitting opposite the stone table, had a red glow on her face at this moment.

Although she couldn't see the specifics, her own dressing style was actually the same as Huo Wu's, they were just different in the color of their clothes.

If it is placed in a different position, in that posture, it is estimated that the scenery under the skirt will be unobstructed, right?

Sure enough, what Huo Wu said was right, this handsome and extraordinary appearance, His Highness the Holy Son of the Wuhun Temple, who made people like him at a glance, was indeed a stinky hooligan.

"Sister Bing'er, help me!" Huo Wu kept struggling, not forgetting to turn her head and call for help.

"This..." Shui Bing'er was a little hesitant. With the strength of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, she didn't think she could help anything by going up, and maybe she would end up in the same end as Huo Wu. She didn't have any shame Huo Wuhou, if she really ended up like this, then she would probably lose face in the future.

But not on...

Would it be a little dishonest?

"His Royal Highness, Huo Wu's sister should also know that she is wrong, why don't you let her go first?" Shui Bing'er bit the bullet and tried to persuade her in a low voice.

As soon as Shui Binger finished speaking, Ye Zhiqiu let go of her hand suddenly, and opened her knees slightly outwards. She didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to really let go of her Huo Wu, and without any preparation, she immediately slapped her butt hard. Sit hard on the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu clapped his hands with a smile, "Okay, then give Binger some face, this time I'll let you off, little hot girl. Next time, it won't be so easy."

Huo Wu crawled up from the ground, tugged at the hem of her skirt, hummed softly, and sat aside.

Although she really wanted to beat Ye Zhiqiu up, but the situation was stronger than others, she really couldn't beat him, and she would always suffer the loss if she did it.

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