Mysterious Man Attacks

For a while, the entire fighting arena fell into a stalemate.

After hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing didn't care whether there was a follow-up victory or not, and directly pulled Wukong out of the exit.

Wukong didn't resist in the middle. Doing these things was futile and would only increase the conflict.

...

Leaving the big fighting arena.

After arriving in an empty and deserted place, Zhu Zhuqing confided her thoughts.

"Wukong, I know."

"You are a man who does great things, and you are also a noble god. What you will not lack the most in the future is confidantes and women."

"But..." Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip slightly, looking aggrieved.

"But I just can't accept it." At this point, Zhu Zhuqing buried her head in Wukong's broad chest, wantonly indulging her tears.

"Zhuqing, I..." Wukong was speechless by Zhu Zhuqing's actions.

He didn't like girls crying.

Or because of himself crying.

Wukong pulled his hands out, hugged Zhu Zhuqing tightly, and stroked her back and head, as if to comfort her.

But...

Did Hu Liena and Bibi Dong give up so easily?

No!

Absolutely impossible!

Since Wukong is here, the ending today will never happen. Hu Liena will regret for the rest of her life, and Bibi Dong will have a miserable fate.

If they were to experience such an ending again in front of Wukong, it is conceivable.

By then, it is estimated that they will be able to transform directly to the stage of Broly in one breath...

As for Qian Renxue, in the three years in the Spirit Hall, Wukong has never seen a person like Qian Renxue. He only knows that there is another saint in the Worship Hall, and her qualifications are not equal. The only pity is that she has passed away a long time ago...

But Wukong knows that this is just a trick for the Spirit Hall to publicize to the outside world. In fact, the real Qian Renxue is now serving as a fake prince in the Tiandou Palace.

She is also a pitiful person. Her father was killed by her mother, and her grandfather, who was the only one who treated her well, was sacrificed for the sake of his position. In the end, she was defeated by the person she admired and her position was broken.

Wukong would not let go of Hu Liena, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, because no one except himself could fully protect them.

When she was hesitant, Zhu Zhuqing wiped away her tears and slowly leaned up from Wukong's chest.

She tidied up her messy hair, put her arm around Wukong's neck, opened her lips and teeth slightly, and said to him with a firm look.

"I know that I alone can't lock you up."

"Since you are like this by nature, I won't force it."

"A man can be affectionate, but he can't be promiscuous!" When it comes to this, especially the two words promiscuous, Zhu Zhuqing deliberately emphasized the tone.

If Wukong becomes like Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing may even collapse her own psychological world.

"I don't ask how we will live in the future. I only ask that if you have another woman in the future, don't forget that I am... you... your first wife." Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed, and she lowered her head in shame, her eyes a little flustered.

"Ah?" Wukong was surprised by Zhu Zhuqing's unexpected words.

"So easy to accept? Isn't Zhuqing in the original book the most intolerant of her man having other women?"

Thinking back to the original work, Zhu Zhuqing didn't want Dai Mubai to contact other girls several times.

But why is it so easy here?

Wukong still underestimated the power of his coming to this world.

He also misjudged his position in Zhu Zhuqing's heart. He thought that the little beauty in front of him was still as cold as in the original work.

But now...

She has become so considerate and magnanimous, and Wukong suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

This feeling is hard to describe, and I feel very sorry for Zhu Zhuqing.

I can only try not to provoke other girls in the future.

Wukong hugged Zhu Zhuqing fiercely.

"Zhu Qing, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't be so sentimental!"

"You already have a wife at home, but you're still thinking about women outside."

"I..." Wukong clenched his fist, he felt very sorry for Zhu Zhuqing.

"You don't have to be like this, I've already told you, no matter how many women you have or how many confidantes you have in the future, you just have to never forget me, this woman..." Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face was full of friendship, if you love someone to the extreme, I'm afraid it will be like this.

But in modern times, this kind of idea basically shouldn't appear, because the thinking is different.

People's thinking is that polygamy is OK, we are monogamous here.

But I still want to remind everyone here not to have such dangerous thoughts.

"I promise you, Zhu Qing!" Wukong vowed.

"But I still have to correct some things. I have no interest in that Ye Lingling at all."

"I talked to her there for so long and held her hand, just to regain her family." Wukong loosened his arms and began to walk with her on this road.

"Ah! Then I misunderstood you. Sorry, sorry." Realizing that he had misunderstood Wukong, Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly apologized to Wukong.

But after thinking carefully, he found some loopholes. Doesn't this guy have other women? Then there is no need for him to apologize to him.

"No, those actions just now are completely different from this matter and don't count!" Seeing that there was no way out, Zhu Zhuqing used the girl's innate skill, willfulness.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing so cute, Wukong rubbed his little head.

He whispered:

"Little fool, don't say the three words "sorry" in front of me in the future. You have nothing to apologize to me."

"On the contrary, I am sorry to you."

The two chatted and played for a while, as if nothing happened just now.

"Okay, Zhuqing, go back first." Wukong suddenly said to Zhu Zhuqing.

He was not worried about Zhu Zhuqing's safety. Now she is estimated that even the 60-level agility attack system soul emperor can't do anything to her in terms of escaping.

The speed of the Nether Spirit Cat plus the anti-air ability of the Sky Dance Technique, not a soul saint who specializes in flying martial arts can catch up with her.

Besides, this place is only one street away from the big fighting soul field.

"After you go back, you have to stay in the lounge all the time, and never come out before I come back." There are only a few reasons for Zhu Zhuqing to do this.

Flanders is in the lounge, and it is basically impossible for Tang San and Dai Mubai to trip Wukong and attack Zhu Zhuqing.

The senses of a level 70 soul saint are very sharp.

"Okay, I'm leaving, so where are you going?" Zhu Zhuqing certainly won't refuse Wukong's decision, but he is more curious, where can Wukong go so late?

"I'm going to return the money we stole before. The source of this money is all the money that the Lord of Soto City and those evil chambers of commerce have plundered from ordinary people."

"I have to return it to them, and by the way, I will deal with these scum in the city."

At this point, Zhu Zhuqing's awe of Wukong has increased a little more.

He is powerful, handsome, and has a sense of justice and cares about the people. It's really perfect.

"Okay, then you must be careful." Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice came out, and then she used the flying technique to fly back to the lounge of the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

She was also not worried about Wukong. As long as he was not a Soul Douluo or a Titled Douluo, he could not be shaken.

Paying back the money was just an excuse. Wukong's real purpose was not this. Of course, paying back the money was still necessary.

Just one minute after Zhu Zhuqing left.

"Okay, don't hide." Wukong turned and shouted behind a distant tree.

"I have sent Zhuqing away. If there are any problems now, we can discuss them."

"Are you still not coming out? Then don't blame me." Seeing that the person who was following him was still not coming out, Wukong casually threw a Qigong bomb at him, causing a huge explosion.

With the tree as the center, the surrounding area of ​​about three meters was blown to ashes.

And according to the breath of that person, it seemed that he had just appeared when he had just finished fighting.

At first, Wukong didn't pay much attention, but the breath of that person was getting closer and closer, and it seemed a little familiar.

It was a feeling that couldn't be described.

"Puff!" A sound of spitting water came out from the stirred up smoke.

"As expected of a Saiyan, he is suppressed by the laws of heaven, but he is still so strong in the future." The black figure in the dust said slowly.