50. Don’t talk about martial ethics!

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Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

This was the snake woman's first thought.

Although it is said that some old monsters have good looks and are used to showing themselves as teenagers or young adults, the prerequisite for good looks is...

Cultivation needs to reach a certain height.

Although the boy in front of him looked a bit like those old monsters, judging from the burst of soul power fluctuations, he was still much weaker than her soul emperor.

With a sneer, six soul rings - two yellow, three purple and one black - slowly emerged from the snake woman's body.

"In the world of soul masters, I am not a thing, but I am still confident in dealing with you, who is not a thing!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "Are you going to fight me?"

The snake woman waved her snake staff, which was more than three meters high, and looked at the young man in front of her with a smile.

"It's not about taking action. You are not qualified to challenge me yet. I am just...disciplining you on behalf of your master!"

The words have not yet finished.

The snake staff brought up an evil wind and rushed towards the young man.

The young man stood there without moving at all. Instead, he flicked his fingers with a calm expression and said with a smile:

"No need to play these word games."

"I'm not interested in chatting with you either."

"Without the martial soul's true form, you are not even qualified to stand in front of me."

As these words fell, the space seemed to solidify in an instant.

The evil wind dissipated, and the snake staff wrapped in the evil wind, together with its owner Snake Woman, were directly suppressed in mid-air, unable to advance or retreat.

Snake Po's pupils narrowed.

"Did you react?"

The young man's clear laughter was mixed with a sense of teasing, and he immediately changed the subject: "That's what I asked you to react to!"

A feeling of weightlessness came, and before Snake Po could even explode her soul power, she was directly pressed to her knees on the ground, aiming impartially in the direction of the young man.

The snake woman's complexion turned green and white.

Meng Yiran, who was in the distance, finally reacted. As his expression suddenly changed, he pulled out several sharp flying knives and held them in his hand.

"Yiran! Stop!"

Seeing her granddaughter's reckless behavior, Snake Woman reacted instantly and shouted sharply.

Even a soul emperor of hers has knelt down, what kind of waves can a quasi-soul master make?

What if I make the old monster in front of me unhappy and try to get my granddaughter into it?

Do you really think that those few small flying knives can hurt a soul saint or even a powerful person?

Meng Yiran's movements were stiff for a moment, but he finally listened to the snake woman's scolding and slowly put away the flying knife in his hand.

Looking at the young man who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Snake Woman's mouth was filled with bitterness.

If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?

If only the word "please" had been added, she would not have been in such a desperate situation.

Glancing at the two small dirt pits that were smashed under Snake Granny's knees, Lu Yuan nodded with satisfaction, and then sighed with pretense of annoyance:

"Why is it that no one always believes the truth I tell?"

"I said you are not qualified to stand in front of me, you just are not qualified to stand in front of me."

"But you have to verify it..."

The young man helplessly spread his hands to express his innocence.

Then, as if he suddenly realized something, he clapped his hands fiercely, pointed at Snake Woman's nose, and said excitedly:

"I see!"

"I should have thought of it a long time ago!"

"What you see on paper is ultimately shallow, but you know that you have to practice it. This is your precious practical spirit!"

The corners of Snake Woman's eyes twitched.

Crazy!

I'm a ghost in practice!

I obviously didn’t know you were a good-looking old monster, okay?

"Since you have this precious practical spirit, then I need the beauty of adulthood."

"After all, I am a person who likes the beauty of adults."

The boy had no idea what "shame" was. After feeling proud of his kindness for a moment, he decided to carry out "adult beauty" to the end.

"So, in order to fulfill your practical spirit, I decided..."

"Let you continue to kneel here until dawn tomorrow."

The young man snapped his fingers proudly, seemingly proud of his idea.

Snake Woman's lips moved. Lu Yuan happened to see this and waved his hand quickly.

"You're welcome! You're welcome! I just like the feeling of helping others! You really don't need to thank me!"

Feeling that the pressure suddenly more than doubled, the corners of Snake Woman's eyes twitched, and the curses that came to her mouth were suppressed forcefully.

Of course, the more important thing is...

The pressure was so great that she couldn't speak.

As we all know, when the microphone loses its sound, no matter how many drafts you have in mind, they can only be pushed back into your stomach.

Therefore, when some friends sing extremely unpleasantly and get too excited, unplugging the power cord without saying a word is the simplest and most effective way to deal with it; although doing so may affect the friendship...

Meng still looked indignant and seemed to want to say something.

But the snake lady stopped her with a stern look.

Meng still didn't understand, but Snake Woman knew very well.

When facing a strong person, just admit defeat.

Especially since this is the Star Forest, where there are many types and numbers of soul beasts, it can be said to be an excellent place to destroy corpses and eliminate traces.

It is better to hope that Duke Long will arrive in time to save the person now than to expect Duke Long to find the trace and then follow the clues to take revenge.

"Yo yo yo~"

"Isn't this a snake?"

The sudden sound was filled with a sense of schadenfreude.

Hearing this slightly familiar tone, Snake Lady Chao Tianxiang couldn't help but be startled.

This tone...

It seems that he said it with a pinched throat...

Snake Woman's complexion darkened half a point, apparently remembering who this sinister tone belonged to.

"I haven't seen you in more than a day, why are you so..."

A bright red elder's uniform was decorated with large pieces of gems. Ju Douluo Yue Guan held an orchid finger and gestured in the air. It seemed that he had not thought of an appropriate adjective and could only cope with it and added: "How come you are so elegant?" ?”

grace?

If she can't beat him, Snake Woman promises that she will beat this sissy to death!

Forget the sarcasm.

After all, this sissy is a titled Douluo, so it is normal to ridicule a Soul Emperor.

What's more, some unpleasant misunderstandings occurred a day and a half ago. Although this misunderstanding was resolved, it does not mean that this misunderstanding never happened.

The problem is that sarcasm is sarcasm, you can find a good word to describe it!

Does the word "elegant" also apply here?

Kneeling down is called "elegant", but standing up is called "not elegant"?

Lu Yuan nodded approvingly, and then added at the end of Yue Guan's words:

“Indeed, elegant and noble practical spirit.”

To be honest, as long as looks can cause harm to people, Lu Yuan would have been cut to pieces by the looks of Meng Yiran and She Po Chao Tianxiang long ago.

During this short conversation, the ghosts and the elite team had arrived.

There are more than twenty soul saints and two titled Douluo.

The more Snake Po looked at Chao Tianxiang, the more frightened she became.

She believed this lineup even if they said they were going to hunt hundred thousand year old soul beasts!

Xie Yue's eyes swept across the scene.

A young man, a snake woman, her granddaughter, and a man-faced demon spider whose head was beaten to pieces.

Um?

The Man-Faced Spider?

Xie Yue seemed to suddenly remember the horrific scene just now.

Not that it feels cruel.

Xie Yue just felt sick...

He likes to kill gracefully, rather than mixing a lot of dyes together and throwing them on the canvas like a bad painter.

That would be neither artistic nor elegant.