"No matter what your intentions are, I will stop you from taking Xiao Wu away from me!"

Tang San looked at the tightly tied Lu Yuan, with a cold look in his eyes, and calmly threatened:

"My first spirit ring comes from the Datura snake, so it contains strong and deadly poison."

"If you don't want to die, kneel down and kowtow twice to Xiao Wu, and I can help you detoxify."

A disdainful chuckle rang out.

"After so many years, not only have you not made any progress, but you have also become more and more backward..."

"Tang San!"

Tang San, who thought he had a chance to win, changed his expression wildly.

A strong sense of crisis was like a large dark cloud, sweeping into his heart crazily.

The rich silver light was like liquid, covering Lu Yuan's body.

Powerful soul power fluctuations spread.

The thick blue silver grass vines were directly scattered from Lu Yuan's body.

Then, with the increasingly intense fluctuations in soul power, it was blown into powder in the air.

Tang San's eyes bulged slightly, a mouthful of blood spread across the sky, and he flew backwards. After breaking a waist-thick tree, he hunched over and knelt weakly on the ground.

"My patience is limited."

"Things can only come down to three things."

"come over."

The young man stretched out his hand to tear off the tattered clothes that were tied by grass and vines, and said indifferently.

Strong and powerful muscles cover every part of the upper body in a reasonable manner, forming a perfect golden proportion figure in a sense.

Not bloated and beautiful enough.

The only flaw is that the upper body of this perfect work of art is covered with countless scars.

Some scars have long since faded away, leaving only a shallow mark.

Some scars have not yet fallen off, rising and falling with breathing.

Although these scars have indeed detracted a lot from this perfect work of art body, if you change the angle, it will add some strange beauty.

This strange beauty undoubtedly belongs to the wild type.

Because only the wild ones dare to make such heavy and irregular moves to create their unique charm.

Xiaowu gritted her teeth and stretched out her trembling hand to grab Lu Yuan's big hand.

The big hand grasped the small hand behind his back, and then pulled hard.

With a scream, Xiao Wu was pulled into Lu Yuan's arms.

The fist with soul power hit Lu Yuan's body hard, but to Lu Yuan, Xiao Wu's attack could not even be considered as tickling.

If Xiao Wu's true form comes, Lu Yuan promises to run as far as he can.

But Xiao Wu, a hundred thousand year old rabbit, has not only transformed, but now it has fallen into his hands...

This is so scary!

Even if Xiao Wu beat him with this force for a whole day, he still wouldn't be able to break through his skin and body-protecting soul.

Tang San raised his head stubbornly.

"Let her go!"

Lu Yuan stretched out his index finger and shook it slowly.

A powerful soul force forced Tang San down.

"You should be happy, and I should be happy too."

"I should be lucky to meet you, an old friend, in this remote place."

"It's really such a fate."

"You should be lucky..."

Lu Yuan chuckled lightly.

"You should be lucky...that someone took the blame for you!"

He stretched out his hand to pinch Xiao Wu's face. Under Tang San's eyes that were tearing apart, Lu Yuan lowered his head and bit Xiao Wu's lips.

Well...

Xiao Wu's faint nasal voice directly destroyed Tang San's remaining inspiration.

What was flowing from the corners of his eyes was no longer tears, but blood.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you!! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!"
Chapter completed!