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In the room, after Zhang Zheng briefly told Tang Yuehua about his experience in the Far North, the husband and wife seemed to be reunited.

"Zheng, you actually have twin martial souls like Xiao San?"

Looking at the eight soul rings of two black, six and red at Zhang Zheng's feet, and then looking at the pocket version of the hollow willow tree in his hand, Tang Yuehua now finally understood why her little husband was so confident.

The martial soul who masters the space and plays with the power of space, as long as he doesn't want to, who in the world can really kill him.

Seeing his wife's cute appearance with her mouth open and her eyelashes flickering, and matching her delicate face, white and flawless, warm as warm jade skin, Zhang Zheng suddenly wanted to do something first.

However, this kind of thinking is only fleeting.

Hugging his wife tightly, Zhang Zheng said affectionately: "Yuehua, believe me, I will make your martial soul stronger, strong enough to make you comparable to any genius in the mainland."

And I promise, you will soon enter the Title Douluo stage. ”

"Well, I believe you.

You are my husband, and I, Tang Yuehua, will always believe in my husband. ”

For Zhang Zheng's embrace, Tang Yuehua also lowered her head and leaned her head on his shoulder as much as possible.

Because of the height difference, Tang Yuehua, who is more than 1.7 meters, is hugged by Zhang Zheng, who is 1.65 meters, and it doesn't look harmonious.

But the conversation between the two is enough to make people ignore those discordant factors.

One is the promise made by the husband to his wife, and the other is the unconditional trust that the wife has in her husband.

picked up his wife and put her flat on the big bed of the two, Zhang Zheng then signaled Tang Yuehua to release the martial spirit.

Tang Yuehua's martial soul is very beautiful, it looks colorful on the outside, and once it moves, it can still make a rustling sound.

The oval hammer head is hollow inside, and when it moves, it seems that there is fine sand rubbing inside.

That's right, a very beautiful little shaker to coax a child.

A variant of the Haotian Hammer, the Sand Hammer.

"Seventh Soul Technique: Martial Soul True Body." As the red soul ring on the gourd vine lit up, the gourd vine suddenly began to change.

The original emerald green rattan has turned dark yellow at this time, and the six gourds in front of it all emit their own unique light almost at the same time.

With the blessing of the martial soul's true body, the Yuan Shen in Zhang Zheng's body also suddenly opened his eyes.

"The true body of the martial soul, the realm of life and creation."

There was another soft drink, and as the Creation Realm was activated, the entire room was wrapped in a layer of dark yellow light.

And at this moment, Tang Yuehua, she seemed to be asleep.

Only her martial spirit, the cute little sand hammer, was still tightly grasped by her in the palm of her hand.

"Come...!"

With Zhang Zheng's loud shout, the sand hammer that was originally grabbed by Tang Yuehua in the palm of his hand seemed to be out of the control of his master, and appeared directly in front of Zhang Zheng, quietly levitating.

The first time he used the Martial Soul True Body and the Bio-Creation Realm, Zhang Zheng stared at the little sandhammer with a cautious gaze.

The illusion that everything was under control and that everything was in my mind made him feel intoxicated.

"The look is cute and doesn't need to be changed.

However, internally, the soul power attached to the hammer and the ability must be adjusted. ”

"First Soul Technique: Big Baby, King Kong Power."

Pointing at the Heavenly Creation Gourd Vine behind him, the first crimson gourd suddenly shone with blood-red light, and then a gourd seed had gradually condensed and formed.

"Third Soul Skill: Three Babies, King Kong is not bad."

Pointing behind him, the third yellow gourd also shined proudly, and then a yellow gourd seed also condensed and formed.

"Go...!" With Zhang Zheng's light drink again.

The two seeds that had already condensed and formed suddenly exploded, turned into a natural color mist, and began to merge into Tang Yuehua's sand hammer.

The yellow mist is contained on the surface, while the red mist, which represents strength, burrows into the interior of the martial soul and merges into the sand grains in the sandhammer.

As the power of the Origin merged, the appearance of the sandhammer began to change.

The colorful hammer head is starting to give off a metallic sheen.

Immediately afterwards, the sand hammer, which was only a foot-long just now, seemed to be stimulant, and it was ten times larger in an instant.

Especially in the hammer position, the diameter of the center is almost about one meter.

The length of the hammer head has reached almost one meter two.

After doing all this, the sweat on Zhang Zheng's forehead was already dripping and dripping.

Moreover, his face became even more pale and bloodless.

It's just that this is not the end, looking back at his gourd vine again, Lao Zhang seems to have made up his mind.

Gritting his teeth, he pointed at the fifth cyan gourd.

As he moved, a mass of origin power also separated from the cyan gourd vine.

Immediately afterwards, with Zhang Zheng's guidance, that part of the origin power began to turn into mist and merge into the surface of the shaker.

"Points...!

Coagulate...!

Go...!

Melt...! ”

Spit out four words one after another, and after the word splitting, the sand hammer that originally had only one handle suddenly split into another hammer phantom as if splitting.

Then there is the condensation, and the phantom of the hammer that splits out instantly condenses into substance.

Immediately after, the two hammers flew back into Tang Yuehua's body at the same time, and finally merged into her body.

From beginning to end, Tang Yuehua seemed to have fallen asleep.

And Zhang Zheng, the martial soul transformer, as soon as he put away the martial soul, his body fell to the floor with a bang.

At this time, there was still some soul power left in his body.

However, the primordial spirit in his dantian became sluggish, and the gourd vine was even more dim.

For Tang Yuehua, his gourd vine consumes too much origin, at least within half a year, don't think about using it like before.

Tang Yuehua seemed to have a dream, and in the dream, she felt endless power pouring into her body.

It was so comfortable that she didn't even want to wake up.

It's just that the dream finally has the moment to wake up.

Feeling the power stop pouring in, Tang Yuehua opened her eyes.

What catches the eye is the familiar ceiling.

She knew very well that this was her and her husband's room.

"No, what about politics?"

After coming back to her senses, Tang Yuehua quickly got up from sitting down and looked for her husband.

The next moment, the beautiful woman's tears were already flowing out of her eyes uncontrollably.

The husband fell to the ground, his face pale and his clothes soaked with sweat.

"Masa, how are you? Don't scare me. ”

Seeing this, Tang Yuehua had no other thoughts, so she quickly got off the bed, picked up her husband, and put him on the bed.

"Yuehua, I'll rest for a while.

You first refamiliarize yourself with the martial spirit, and when I wake up, I'll explain it to you. ”

Leaving this sentence, Zhang Zheng couldn't support it anymore and closed his eyelids.

"Politics...! Don't scare me. Seeing Zhang Zheng's appearance that he might choke at any time, Tang Yuehua was almost scared to death.

"Qingwei, hurry up and find Angela back, remember to keep it secret."

Thinking of Angela that Zhang Zheng had talked about, Tang Yuehua hurriedly pushed open the door and asked Qingwei to get her back.

Fortunately, she is still sane, remember to let Qingwei remember to keep it secret.

Tang Yuehua knew very well that the person who supported Zhang's small shop and the Douluo Chamber of Commerce was Zhang Zheng.

The news of his fall must not be known to outsiders.

Otherwise, once someone has bad intentions and Zhang Zheng falls into a coma, Zhang's small shop will be in danger.

The big powers probably won't, because their leaders aren't so short-sighted.

But those who think that their strength is not bad, and they can't see the reality clearly, maybe they will have a hot head and do something.

Seeing that her teacher looked flustered, Qingwei didn't ask much, and hurriedly went downstairs and arranged for Ogu to go to Tiandou Academy to pick up Angela back.

At the same time, she also arranged for someone to invite Uncle Chen to come back to take the town.

After everything was arranged, Tang Yuehua sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked her husband's face with her little hand.

She had already felt that her soul power had reached the tenth level.

Moreover, it's not as simple as level 10.

Summoning a martial soul and looking at the two identical hammers, Tang Yuehua had a complicated mood.

She really didn't know whether she should be happy that the martial soul had become extremely powerful, or whether she should be sad about her husband's dedication.

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