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Chapter 102, less than ten days!

"What?"

After hearing what Ximen Duomei said, Wuming felt as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue, or as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on him from head to toe. His whole body was numb, and his spirit was in a state of semi-dementia.

"Beauty Army!"

At this time, Wuming couldn't believe his ears. He was completely shocked by what Ximen Duomei said. His expression was dull, his mouth was slightly open, and there seemed to be billions of thunder rolling in his mind, which shocked him to the core.

Ba Su was completely speechless.

"Are you shocked by our name? Just tell me whether it sounds domineering or not!" Ximen Duomei was in high spirits, his eyes were shining, and he looked extremely excited, as if he had found a treasure, and he forgot about everything.

Wuming gradually came back to his senses. He glanced at Ximen Duomei and then at the other four women. He opened his mouth several times and finally uttered a sentence with great difficulty, saying: "Are you sure you are not joking, beauty?"

Legion, who came up with this name? It’s just like playing with a three-year-old child, can you please stop being so hasty!"

Wuming yelled out the last sentence almost in tears. If the world knew that he, a grown man, had joined this army of beauties, then it would be absolutely certain that Wuming would become the biggest laughing stock in the world.

Moreover, he will throw the second place so far away that even if he wants to knock him off the first place, he can't do it because he is simply out of reach.

"How are you talking? Aren't the five of us beauties? Aren't our fighting capabilities strong? Why are the beauties army so careless? If you don't speak clearly today, your legs will be broken." He grabbed Wuming's collar.

Son, Simon Dome said fiercely.

At this time, her eyes were wide open and she was gnashing her teeth, as if Wuming had molested her. The sharp look in her eyes made Wuming feel chilled.

Is this goblin really crazy? Instead of being ashamed, he is proud of it. He actually regards the beauty army as a kind of belief and elevates it to an awe-inspiring and inviolable level. It's really scary!

"You are, but I'm not. You'd better kick me out of the organization. It's too shameful for me, a grown man, to hang out among you. Moreover, you are clearly inviting wolves into the house. It's too insecure for your safety. It's really

Yes!" Wuming suggested in a sincere tone.

"In the beauty army, you, a rookie, have no right to make any suggestions, so we will not adopt anything you say."

"Not to mention, none of the five of us women are afraid. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that we will eat you!" Ximen Duomei said seriously, leaving Wuming completely speechless.

"But the beauty army..." Wuming hesitated to speak, but soon he blinked his eyes and asked with an innocent face, "Do you think I look like a beauty?"

"Come on, don't be disgusted with us. You should feel honored to have you join us. Where did all this nonsense come from? Just accept your fate!" Simon Dome curled his lips and said.

"Wu Ming, this matter is no longer whatever you want, so, just like Duomei said, just accept your fate and don't be so impatient!"

"That's right, we don't mind that you are ugly. How can you come up with so much nonsense?"

Dongfang Qingcheng and Dugu Qingqing spoke one after another, making Wuming want to cry without tears. What's this thing? Since you think I'm ugly, you should let me quit, but you still won't let me go. How can there be such a thing in the world?

?

Wuming kept slandering, but he never dared to suggest quitting. Now he could see that it was absolutely impossible for him to get off the pirate ship like Ximen Duomei and the others. It was simply impossible.

They are just a group of robbers, no, they are simply less human than robbers!

Seeing Wuming's depressed and resigned look, the five Ximen Domei girls looked at each other, and each of them had an imperceptible smile in their eyes.

"Wu Ming, come and sign and make a pledge. From now on, you will be ours. Also, to make it easier in the future, we will call you Xiao Liu!"

Ximen Duomei carefully took out a piece of paper and placed it in front of Wuming. The childish words on it were sincere and simple. There were also five handprints of different sizes on it. The largest one was brightly colored and it looked like it had been printed recently.

Going up.

The other four handprints look very small, about the size of a five- or six-year-old child's handprints. Undoubtedly, this thin piece of paper, which Ximen Duo cherished and preserved to this day, has gone through more than ten years.

Wuming's eyes ached, and he felt an inexplicable touch in his heart. Perhaps, this friendship that Ximen Duomei and others valued was the true memory that they would miss forever and will never forget in the future.

Friendship is priceless!

At this time, Wuming deeply felt the sincere feelings between Ximen Duomei and others, which made him deeply moved and envious.

Wuming did not resist anymore, and carefully printed his own handprints. The six handprints of different sizes shone brightly, from left to right, from small to large, like an invisible line, connecting the six of them.

Their fates are tightly connected together.

However, even so, he still found it difficult to look directly at the name Beauty Legion. It seemed that through these four words, he had already foreseen his tragic fate in the future.

Also, what the hell is Xiaoliu? Isn’t it convenient to call Wu Ming? Isn’t it just two words? To be honest, Wu Ming really can’t understand the psychology of Ximen Duomei and the five people!

"Okay, are you satisfied this time? I've done my fingerprints." Pointing to the bright red fingerprints he had just printed, Wuming carefully handed the thin paper in his hand to Ximen Duomei, and asked more questions full of grievances.

One sentence.

"Very satisfied, Xiao Liuzi, the sisters are very optimistic about you." Ximen Duomei touched Wuming's head, as if he was stroking his own pet.

Shaking his head vigorously, Wuming shook off Ximen Duomei's hand and said: "Now that you are satisfied, you can leave quickly. I want to take good care of myself. I am heartbroken!"

Wuming emphasized that his injury was a heartache, which made Ximen Domei and the five beautiful beauties couldn't help but smile and laugh out loud.

Fortunately, they accepted it as soon as they saw fit. After giving Wuming a few words of advice one by one, they left one after another. In the end, Wuming himself was the only one left in such a big room, and even Hui'er followed him.

"It's so tragic. I provoked whoever I provoked." Lying on the bed, I wailed namelessly for a long time before finally accepting that I had become a member of the beauty army.

It's not that he hates being associated with Ximen Duomei and others, he just really hates the words "beauty army". Thinking about his majestic reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor, although that is all in the past, it still feels too stuck.

Face.

He is not a woman, but he has become a member of the beauty army. If this spreads out, it will definitely be like Dongfang Qingcheng said, the shame is only a shame for yourself.

"We must not let others know, otherwise we will lose face." Wuming said worriedly.

Afterwards, Wuming didn't think too much about this matter. He took out the Seven-Colored Flower of Concentration again, and the brilliant light shone throughout the room, which finally dissipated more than half of his depression.

"Xiaotong, I have gathered all the ingredients for the antidote. I will definitely help you resolve the hatred between heaven and earth." Wuming spoke in a low voice, with a firm color flashing in his eyes.

Being able to come back to this life again, Wuming has mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. In order to leave no regrets, Wuming has made great efforts in everything. This is not only because of his personality, but also because he never wants to let himself go back to the same path in his previous life.

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Feeling his body, Wuming felt that there was nothing strange, so he did not spend time in bed. The competition was not far away. In addition, with various uncertain risks, Wuming's originally peaceful life was actually an undercurrent.

Therefore, in order to survive, Wuming has to seize every minute and every second to make himself stronger. Otherwise, when the risk comes, his fate will only be determined by others and not by himself.

"It's less than ten days before the competition. During these ten days, just exercise your body and practice the twelve zodiac signs." Suppressing the worries about future risks in his heart, Wuming decided what he would do next.

things.

Now that his cultivation level is low, he is far from being able to set foot on the mainland and practice and hone himself in the battle of life and death. If he wants to achieve his goal, he can only improve his strength as soon as possible. In this way, when he is determined to conquer the world,

Only then can you have a certain amount of capital to protect yourself.
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