Belch......

Xiao Wu was just about to go out.

Suddenly, his body fell to the ground with a thud.

The heart seemed to be being grabbed by an invisible hand.

Xiao Wu's forehead was dripping with sweat, and her breathing became very short.

Suddenly, she felt like she had just reached 100,000 years of cultivation, and she felt the feeling that she would need to face the Heavenly Tribulation in a thousand years.

Moreover, the 100,000-year soul beasts need to face the heavenly tribulation, and there is still a thousand years for them to prepare.

But now......

The feeling of being dragged by her heart can bring her death anytime and anywhere.

In the meantime, there is no fluke.

After a while, Xiao Wu's thought of telling Tang San all the truth slowly faded.

His face was pale and very weak.

"Is it because I want to tell the third brother about these things?"

"Because of the system that Wei Feng said?"

Xiao Wu looked at the words (Xiao Wu's exclusive) on the diary in her hand.

The red lips pursed, and he was afraid.

"This kind of thing can't be told directly to the third brother, can I only do it through some hints?"

Xiao Wu was very entangled in her heart.

The contents of the diary are stimulating her all the time.

"By the way, the owner of the diary said that I should have enough time to hint at the third brother."

"And now that I can see the contents of the other party's diary, then I don't know what the other party wants to do in advance in the dark?"

The light in Xiao Wu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

In a trance, she felt as if she had found a way to deal with this trouble.

Deciding on such an idea, Xiao Wu dragged her still somewhat weak body back to the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, drowsiness rolled in.

……

Following.

It was just getting bright.

Wei Feng was woken up by the maid.

After some preparations, he met the platinum bishop Salas of the Heaven Dou City Martial Soul Branch.

"Your Highness, it's time for us to go." Salas saluted.

Wei Feng nodded: "Let's go!" ”

Now it is not yet the time for the Martial Spirit Hall to establish the Martial Soul Empire in the future.

Wei Feng was in the midst of the large army of the Martial Spirit Palace, and he went to the competition venue of the Soul Master Competition.

In the welcome area of the venue, Qianrenxue disguised herself as Xue Qinghe and greeted the many college deans who came to participate in the competition.

Unlike in the past, Qianrenxue looked a little haggard at this time, and she looked like she hadn't rested well.

"Qinghe, I've seen His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

"I don't know if His Royal Highness the Holy Son is still used to his homework in our Heaven Dou City, and can he rest well?"

Xue Qinghe saw that Wei Feng was coming with the army of the Martial Spirit Palace, and led his entourage to show goodwill.

The gentle and humble appearance is all the demeanor and connotation that a qualified prince should have.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness the Prince, the customs of Heaven Dou City are very good, I like it very much."

"But seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has heavy dark circles under his eyes, didn't he have a good rest last night?"

Wei Feng saw that Qianrenxue took the initiative to lean over and talk to him, and his heart was naturally happy, but he still cooperated with Qianrenxue to act.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

In terms of skills like acting, who can be worse than whom.

By the way, out of selfishness, he still cares about the physical condition of some of his predecessors.

"It's not because of you stinky man!"

"If it weren't for your big night that I couldn't get up and down, wouldn't I be able to rest?"

Qian Lingxue slandered in her heart.

If it weren't for her identity, she really wanted to give Wei Feng a hard bite now.

The bottom of my heart is turning over the river and the sea, but there is still a humble smile on my face:

"The Holy Son said this, Qinghe was relieved."

"The Soul Master Contest is about to start, Qinghe will lead the way for you Holy Son!"

Qianyue was very humble and made an inviting gesture.

Wei Feng snorted, and the conversation with Qian Ling Xue was over, and Xue Qinghe led the way in front.

He represents the Martial Soul Palace, and he is the Holy Son of the Martial Soul Palace.

Qian Lingxue's identity at this time is to represent the Heaven Dou Empire and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

One is the host and the other is the guest.

The order of each other is very particular.

Walking in front of Wei Feng and the others, Qian Lingxue maintained a gentle smile on her face, but from time to time she was observing Wei Feng from the corner of her eye.

"This stinky man looks polite now."

"In the content of the diary, it is actually like that, and when you find an opportunity, you must let him endure hardships."

Qian Ling Xue snorted coldly in her heart.

Before she could continue to slander, a copy of the diary that had turned into a streamer and melted into her body after reading the diary last night suddenly opened in her consciousness.

[Comfortable, comfortable, my Qianrenxue wife is really still very beautiful, and she deserves to be my favorite wife 7! ] 】

[Tut-tut, this woman is dressed as a man, the more you look at it, the more flavorful it is. 】

[One day, I will make a decisive attack and know the man!!] (Beautiful photo of the back of Qianrenxue)】

"I ......"

Thousands of snow stumbled.

Seeing the contents of the diary, she couldn't calm down.

When he saw that his back was secretly photographed by Wei Feng in the diary, the front door was shrouded in black lines.

Wei Feng, you're going to die!

I won't talk about candid photography, what are you doing in your diary!

Qianyue is crazy inside.

Because of her status, she forcibly maintained a gentle smile on her face.

But no matter how you look at it, her smile is already showing signs of deformation at this time.

[Hey, look who I saw.] 】

[Unexpectedly, when I first came to the venue of the Soul Master Competition, I saw Xiao Wu's wife, Ning Rongrong's wife, and Zhu Zhuqing's wife! ] 】

[Wait, the one who is at the forefront is Tang San's guy! ] Before awakening the power of the bloodline, it was still not as handsome as me! (Confident fork waist)】

At this time, the diary was updated again.

Qianrenxue was even more angry.

Thinking back to the information about Shrek Academy that Snake Spear Douluo had collected for her, the roots of her teeth were about to be crushed.

[It's a pity that my little dance wife, oh, is still hanging on Tang San's heart, and sure enough, when he was a child, he started to fool and be loyal. 】

[Speaking of which, this Tang San is really a beast, he doesn't know that Acacia can hide the breath of Xiao Wu's soul beast, and he knows that Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year-old soul beast, so he actually brought Xiao Wu here, this is not to put Xiao Wu to death! 】

[I still don't believe it, after Tang San knew Xiao Wu's true identity, he didn't check what Xiao Wu, a shape-shifting soul beast, was most afraid of encountering. 】

[The last time I was in the Heaven Dou Royal Academy was an accident, after all, it was Dugu Bo's sudden attack. 】

[This time, I took the initiative to bring Xiao Wu here, and I want to tell everyone that there is a 100,000-year soul ring here! 】

[Sometimes, I really wonder if this Tang San did this on purpose, if it was deliberate, then this kind of beast should be killed even more. 】

An ethereal space somewhere.

A woman who is nine points similar to Xiao Wu and has a more mature and charming face is full of shock.

Looking at the updated content in the copy of the diary, her face was full of anger.

Her beautiful eyes are wide open, and she can't wait to be resurrected on the spot.

"Damn, Xiao Wu, this girl actually fell in love with such a man?"

"My silly daughter, why are you so confused!"

"Soul Master Competition, that's where you can go!"

"Wei Feng, what's going on with my daughter later, you update it quickly!!"