Hearing his words so bluntly.
Xiao Wu was ashamed and angry.
He was so vulgar that he wanted to sleep with her?
My first time is reserved for Xiao San!
"Xiao San is right! You look like a decent person, but you are really a super disgusting pervert!"
"Well" Feng Yang was still unmoved.
Seeing that he did not give in.
"You, you are a teacher!"
"Do you think I am hypocritical?"
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"You have accepted Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing as your disciples now. If they knew that their master was such a person, they would definitely leave you."
"Unless, you also want everyone to know that you are a 100,000-year soul beast." Feng Yang said.
Xiao Wu was filled with righteous indignation and pointed her index finger directly.
"I tell you, this is impossible!"
"Uh." Feng Yang pinched his chin, "It seems a bit too much, so how about changing one?"
Xiao Wu said that she didn't understand at all.
But she understood that if he proposed such a thing, even if it was a second choice, it would not be a good thing.
"No!" She put her hands on her hips and refused firmly.
Feng Yang also lost his patience and his face turned cold.
"Okay, forget it."
He turned around and left immediately.
But Xiao Wu began to panic.
Once the news that she was a 100,000-year-old soul beast spread out, it would definitely attract the pursuit of the entire soul master world. How could she be with Xiao San every day?
"Wait!" She shouted loudly.
Feng Yang smiled and turned calmly.
"Hmm?"
Xiao Wu clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and her chest rose and fell.
After a few seconds, it seemed that she had made a major decision!
"Okay! I promise you!"
Hahaha.
This little girl is really easy to fool.
"Then let's go."
Xiao Wu caught up with Feng Yang, fearing that he would lose her and then talk nonsense everywhere.
"Where are we going?"
"Find a place where there is no one."
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Xiao Wu was also speechless.
It's not a private space. What if someone sees it?
Her reputation will be ruined.
"Can't we go to the fighting soul arena to get a room?"
"I don't have money."
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Xiao Wu was completely speechless.
She couldn't help but glare at him. This man was really stingy to the extreme.
"I'll pay for it, okay?"
In the fighting arena room.
"It's so disgusting!"
This really affected her mood.
Feng Yang was not tolerant at all, and he didn't pretend at all.
Pah!
A slap was slapped.
A slap mark suddenly appeared on Xiao Wu's fair little face, and her whole body fell to the ground sideways.
"Did I give you face?" Feng Yang looked down at her.
Xiao Wu covered her little face, completely stunned.
She had never been slapped in the face since she was a child!
The man in front of her was not only obscene and disgusting, but also a bad-tempered beast!
The anger in her chest made her unable to care so much.
She stood up and pointed over.
"You beast, you dog, dare you hit me?"
Then.
She also touched the ground.
"First Soul Skill! Waist Bow!"
She kicked over in a charming posture.
It was very ornamental!
Buzz.
Feng Yang's martial soul was activated.
Blue flames spread all over his body.
"First Soul Skill, Stretch Dragon!"
The flames burned in the palm of his hand.
In just a moment, Xiao Wu felt a burning heat.
What kind of martial soul is this?
There was no time to think about it.
Boom!
Feng Yang leaped up, and the flames in his palm drew a half moon from bottom to top.
A huge blue flame surge instantly shook her delicate body and flew out.
Bang!
It hit the wall behind her.
"Cough cough cough" Xiao Wu, whose internal organs were boiling and coughing repeatedly, finally remembered that the opponent was powerful, and even Dai Mubai was no match for him.
One move not only blocked her from performing the waist bow, but also hit her with a punch.
Feng Yang put away his martial soul, and the blue flames on his body disappeared. He looked down at Xiao Wu, who was lying in the corner, in a mess, and walked over step by step.
Looking at his gloomy face, Xiao Wu was completely scared.
She wanted to move her body, but the pain in her internal organs made her unable to get up.
The person in front of her, in public, had lost some humanity, but now in a dark corner, she didn't know what he might do.
She could only beg.
"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, please forgive me."
"You can be forgiven, turn around." Feng Yang said with an unchanged expression.
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Xiao Wu felt like the sky was falling and the earth was cracking!
She shook her head desperately, like a rattle.
"No, no! Absolutely not! Except this, I can agree to everything you want!"
"Do you think you have the capital to negotiate with me?"
Feng Yang asked back.
Xiao Wu almost felt desperate.
Not only could she not beat him, but he also knew her biggest secret!
"Forget it." Feng Yang suddenly smiled, "I'm not interested in women who don't obey me."
Ah?
Xiao Wu was stunned, and then ecstatic.
"Really?"
"But."
Feng Yang opened his mouth again, especially when his smile disappeared.
Xiao Wu became nervous again.
How could he be like a psychopath, moody and unpredictable?
"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped."
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Feng Yang's face was already cold.
At this moment.
Xiao Wu finally knew what he wanted .
Seeing such a big guy, she was terrified and struggled.
"Don't push it too far. This is already my concession." Feng Yang said.
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Xiao Wu knew that he would not give in again.
In any case, this would keep Chuzi alone, and it would not be a symbol, and no one would see it.
She closed her eyes immediately.
This feeling was indeed much better.
An hour later.
Xiao Wu felt disgusted and angry in her heart. This time, her impression of Feng Yang was completely bad. She wanted to kill him, but she didn't dare to show anything on the surface. She also learned to be smart.
"Buzz buzz buzz"
"What?" Feng Yang frowned.
"Can you keep this secret for me in the future?" She barely made her words clear.
Feng Yang chuckled.
"That depends on your performance."
"Buzz buzz!" Xiao Wu shouted directly.
Although he didn't understand, he knew from her fierce expression that she was scolding him, and it wasn't a nice thing.
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