Douluo: My Divine Light Stick Martial Soul

Tang San hesitated for a moment, but no longer hesitated. He took a step forward and said, "It's my turn!"

He walked quickly to Oscar and took two sausages, one large and one small, from his hand.

After a little hesitation, he quickly overcame his discomfort.

His eyes became firm in the next moment, and he ate it in one bite.

He actually didn't feel anything at all, just a little nauseous.

However, after being influenced by Xiao Wu and others, the nausea in his heart began to amplify, which also led to today's situation.

After Tang San finished eating, Xiao Wu also had a hard expression on her face, walked forward, took out the sausage, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

It's just that... her expression was very ferocious when biting the sausage. With one bite, the sausage was directly broken by her.

Oscar suddenly felt...

Oh no, all the men present felt a chill in their crotches after seeing this scene.

It's extremely dangerous!

Now only Ning Rongrong was left without food.

As for Ma Hongjun, he has not come yet.

Chen Guang didn't know what was going on.

He found that the changes caused by his little butterfly were really big.

Of course, he may not be just a butterfly.

Chen Guang thought of his unhappiness last night. That adult...

What is his identity?

That adult...who is he?

The sense of crisis in Chen Guang's heart was now greatly enhanced. He thought about making a few more protective shields tonight.

And it also needs to be an enhanced version of the protective shield that can prevent the Soul King's full blow.

How about making another thing that can be attacked?

He felt that his idea was very good.

Why didn't I think of this before?

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Now in the audience, Ning Rongrong was the only one who didn't eat the big sausage.

Fred looked at Ning Rongrong who was hesitating, and his face began to look bad.

Of course, he didn't dare to do anything.

I really dare not.

After all, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was a dual Douluo sect, and those two titled Douluo still treated Ning Rongrong as a little princess.

If I did something bad to Ning Rongrong...

Then I will definitely be doomed!

As he was thinking about it, Fred suddenly remembered the scene from last night.

Zao Wuji's pitiful cry was like the face of a pig being beaten...

hiss!

Fred suddenly gasped.