Traveling to Douluo Ma Hongjun, the ancestor of martial spirit, the Phoenix!

Chapter 45: Xiao Wu's heart-to-heart talk, crisis strikes! !
Oscar and Dai Mubai were both dumbfounded.

Not a buddy?

How come this not only failed to keep them away from the fat guy, but also hit the ball directly?
After all this time, this is also an assist???

Tang San swallowed his saliva, thinking that fortunately Xiao Wu was not such a person, otherwise he would...
"Brother Hongjun, anyway, you still have a lot of options to choose from. Don't rush to make a decision, okay?"

The girl with scorpion braids blinked her eyes and spoke as if jokingly, but also seriously.

click-

Tang San froze.

He heard the sound of his own heart breaking.

After a lot of trouble, with Flanders's intervention, the few of them finally calmed down, and Oscar also began to absorb his own spirit ring.

Taking advantage of this gap, the red-haired boy opened his panel and took a look.

Xiao Wu's task was still in the final stage of [Unfinished], but the progress bar seemed to have moved forward a little.

If it was 98.9% before, it is probably around 99.9% now.

In the true sense, there is only one last step left.

However, he had no idea about this. The previous story of White Snake was just an attempt. After all, this kind of story about humans and monsters should be able to resonate with soul beasts like Xiao Wu.

Now it seems that there is an effect, but apart from this, where else can we start?
You can't just confess directly, right?

Ma Hongjun suddenly felt a headache.

Let’s not talk about whether it can succeed with King Tang Shen here.

Even if it succeeded, it would undoubtedly strangle Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's future.

This is not worth the loss, after all, these two are key figures.

Adults are not children, so of course they choose to have them all.

“Hahahahahahahahaha, cool, cool, I’m having a great time today!!”

He was interrupted while thinking by a crazy laugh. He looked up and saw Oscar standing there with his hands on his hips, laughing towards the sky.

Judging from the aura on his body, he has obviously absorbed it successfully and become a Soul Master.

"Don't pretend, tell me what your third soul skill is."

Dai Mubai kicked him angrily.

I was already in a bad mood, and seeing this kid showing off made me even uglier.

"Hehe, it's a magical skill. I can only say it's a magical skill!"

Oscar didn't care that his show-off was interrupted. He raised a finger and smiled arrogantly.

"It will definitely surprise you and brighten your eyes, even!"

The sharp claw blade was across his neck, and Zhu Zhuqing looked at him coldly without saying a word.

Gumbling—

Oscar shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly, "Um, sister. No, sister, I'm telling you, please don't do it."

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the claw blade leave his neck.

"Fly, I can make sausages that will allow you to fly!!!"

Oscar looked at the surprise in everyone's eyes and suddenly became proud again.

"How long can this crane fly?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up, and the others looked at him curiously.

"Uh, one minute."

Speaking of this, he scratched his head awkwardly.

"That's useless."

Dai Mubai looked at him speechlessly.

One minute of flight time is of very limited use whether for traveling or fighting.

"Hehe, that's how superficial you are."

Oscar sneered, "What if I say that I can fly at the speed of a cockatoo for one minute?"

what? ?

Everyone was surprised.

If it could fly at the speed of a phoenix-tailed cockatrice for one minute, the situation would be completely different. In this light, Oscar was not exaggerating when he said that this skill was a magical skill.

"Uh, is there anyone faster than Hongjun?"

Ning Rongrong asked curiously.

As soon as these words came out, Oscar's smug expression suddenly froze.

Sister, don't mess with me like this. This is just a spirit ring given by a phoenix-tail cockatrice. How can I compete with the speed of that perverted real phoenix of the fat guy?

"Probably not."

He wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"Speaking of which, we combat soul masters don't need to use our flying ability except for escaping."

Dai Mubai curled his lips.

"When we were running away, Fatty's reaction was enough to take us away from most dangers. If we couldn't avoid them, relying on the speed of a one-minute Phoenix-tailed Cockatiel would be useless, right?"

Oscar:
That makes so damn sense!
Suddenly, he felt that the skills he had were no longer effective.

"That's not the way to say it."

Flanders shook his head. "The ability to fly in batches will have a huge impact no matter what. Besides, Hongjun will also run out of soul power. Okay, let's continue."

Finding a suitable soul beast is not an easy task. Oscar's situation was just a matter of luck.

Soon, several people realized the true meaning of this sentence.

After a few hours, I encountered quite a few soul beasts, but there was not a single suitable one.

Seeing that it was getting dark, and the boys and girls whose spirit powers were not strong were also quite tired, Flanders directed everyone to find a suitable place to set up camp.

At least take a rest and recover your strength first. Otherwise, it would be very dangerous to encounter a powerful soul beast in this situation.

The tents were set up and everyone took a rest. Ma Hongjun's physical strength had recovered quite well due to his martial spirit, so he came out to help everyone find firewood.

But just when he was about to go back, an unexpected girl stopped him.

"Brother Hongjun, are you free?"

The red-haired boy looked at the girl with scorpion braids in front of him in surprise.

"Xiao Wu, what can you do?"

The latter nodded without saying a word.

Only then did Ma Hongjun realize that Xiao Wu's pretty face was pale, her beautiful eyes were flickering, and her whole body was emitting negative emotions.

Seeing this, he simply put down the firewood, cleared out the clean rocks, stretched out his hand to release the flame to heat it slightly, and put some hay on it. "Come, sit down and talk."

The girl seemed flattered and looked at the boy, then nodded gratefully and sat down gently.

Feeling that comfortable warmth, Xiao Wu's bad mood improved for some reason.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The red-haired boy sat not far away and asked softly.

"Brother Hongjun."

The girl hugged her knees, her scorpion braid drooping limply, her beautiful eyes were rather dim, and she looked at the night sky in confusion.

"Is it true that soul beasts will never be able to be like humans?"

She asked this, as if she was asking the boy, but also as if she was asking herself.

"Why do you say that?"

Ma Hongjun shook his head.

"If a soul beast has love, hate, joy, sadness, reason and anger, it is just like White Snake."

"What's the difference between them and humans? It's just a difference in skin."

The girl was stunned when she heard this.

After a while, she seemed to have figured something out. A beautiful smile appeared on her pale face. She looked at the red-haired boy with her beautiful eyes, "As expected, Brother Hongjun is different from others."

But before Xiao Wu could finish her words, she saw the expression of the young man opposite her suddenly changed drastically, and a raging flame burst out and soared into the sky!

At the same time, the heart-wrenching shouts of Zhao Wuji and Flanders also rang out.

"Let's go!!!"

(End of this chapter)