Mars, who was lifted by Hai Ming, only felt that his breathing was difficult. The injury in his chest made him breathing a little unstable. After such a rough pull, he almost felt that his throat was about to break.

"Ahem~ That person... That person... That person, she, she will be here today!"

Mars was hoarse, but for some reason there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Originally, he came to this restaurant to order food today to entertain the adult man, but he didn't want to get unexpected gains. Unfortunately, the unexpected gains in his eyes have now become accidents. I won't talk about the harvest anymore, I'm afraid I can't save my life.

"Oh? It seems that you are unwilling to say who that adult is?"

Hai Ming raised his eyebrows, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes. The only ones in the martial soul hall who could be called the master by the bishop were the titled Douluo.

It is obvious that it is for the Min clan, and it is likely that it is the titled Douluo of the Pope's sect.

Ghost Douluo?

Or is it Ju Douluo?

Apart from these two, Hai Ming really can't remember who else Bibidong's subordinates.

Buzz.

Hai Ming raised his hand, and a blue light wrapped around his palm. He slowly lowered his palm, and the Shrek Seven Monsters looked quietly and said nothing.

"Please stop, my friend."

Like a nightingale singing, the men among the Shrek Seven Monsters all shook their bodies and their faces turned red, as if they were resisting some indescribable desire.

Hai Ming dissipated his palms and slowly stood up and turned his head.

"Is it a very unexpected?"

"It's really surprising. I originally thought that the one who came was at most a titled Douluo, but I didn't expect that it was you who came here."

Hai Ming was a little surprised. The person in front of him should not have a low status in the Wuhun Hall, so why are he interested in the Min Clan?

I saw that the lobby, which was originally scattered with dozens of ice sculptures, had returned to its original appearance, and the frozen people disappeared. There was only a woman in a black robe but still could not hide her delicate figure. She was standing there holding a book.

Her face is beautiful and gives people a holy feeling, as if she has no distracting thoughts in her heart when she sees her.

"It's interesting."

Hai Ming chuckled, and the pale light flashed in his eyes, which instantly dispelled the emotional infection brought by the woman.

"Huh~"

The Shrek Seven Monsters involuntarily bent down and gasped. During that time, they were so confused that they even forgot to gasp.

The only calmer one is Zhu Zhuqing.

"Seven soul rings, it seems that your soul power cannot keep up with your ability to infect emotions." Hai Ming smacked his lips and looked at the seven black soul rings wrapped around the woman.

"Why should I refuse my guidance? Isn't it good to follow the guidance of my heart, join us, follow me to the right path, and spread the light of justice to every corner of the continent?"

The woman smiled, and her eyes seemed to have the entire universe hidden, deep and weird.

Her arms were spread out, and the books in her hands were emitting colorful light. At this moment, she seemed to be a messenger of the gods from heaven who came to the world, trying to lead mankind towards a bright future.

"Justice? The right path?" Hai Ming looked a little surprised, then shook his head helplessly, "What is this daydream that is said without passing through his brain? Do you know what is correct?"

No one can say whether it is correct or not. Only the path summarized by the continuous failure of predecessors can be said to be correct.

You are like a missionary guy and someone who is right?

Is it a heresy that doesn't fit your wishes and will be burned to death?

Sister, please wake up. What kind of society is now? The Wuhun Palace no longer engages in faith. Are you still holding this book as a holy envoy?

People treat you as a joke!

If it weren't for your identity as the inheritor of God, I'm afraid that if you didn't wait for you to say it, you would be spit out of phlegm!

"The imperial noble family is magnificent, but ordinary civilians are soaring. Do you think this is correct? Eliminate these gaps and make everyone equal. This is the way I want to go."

The woman's face was shining with holy light, and Hai Ming only felt that his chin was about to fall off.

Sister, to be honest, you won’t have traveled through time, right?

Is this kind of ideological awareness so high?

In Douluo world where the strong prey on the weak and the fittest survive, do you give me the equality of everyone?

"Puff~"

This chuckle was not made by Hai Ming, but Ning Rongrong couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle.

The woman turned her head as if she was a little unhappy and stared at Ning Rongrong.

Zhu Zhuqing immediately blocked Ning Rongrong's face, and his dark red light shone all over his body to look at the woman.

"Little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect, do you think there is anything funny about me?"

Ning Rongrong rubbed the corners of his eyes, and looked at the woman with a little funny look.

"Have you been persecuted? Restoring the imperial nobles, is it possible that some people are born to be nobles? How many families have been passed down from generation to generation? You rejected the efforts of your ancestors in just one sentence, and wanted those who are not enterprising to get something for nothing. Do you think this is correct?"

The development of the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect was not so smooth. In the early years, the ancestors who had no attack attributes like the Min clan were also exploited by other soul masters. However, with their own efforts, they developed the family step by step until they became one of the three sects today.

This woman came up with the nobles' magnificent magnificent to the poor. Sanghu Lu Shu wanted to directly deny the efforts of her ancestors, and Ning Rongrong would never agree!

Listening to Ning Rongrong's words, the woman remained silent. The expression in her eyes was not shaken at all, and there was only the contempt and disdain of Ning Rongrong.

"Okay, I understand. It's a pity that I used to treat you as a strong enemy."

Hai Ming sighed lightly. What happened today was really full of drama. He was originally facing the inheritor of the God of Emotion, who was like the boss behind the scenes, should have been very serious, but this guy's mind seemed to have been kicked by a wise donkey, full of equality thoughts.

It’s really not scary. I’m afraid that the silly groom has ideas, and I’m even more afraid that the silly groom who is immersed in his own ideas and has power.

You don’t even look at it. If everyone can become a dragon in a technological world, then there is no problem for everyone to be equal. After all, no one can beat a gun.

But you are in fantasy, and when this person is so strong that he can even compare with the country, everyone is equal?

Are you really not afraid of Dugu Bo's violent temper, which will leave you as the only person in the whole world?

"Although I don't know what your name is yet, I don't want to know. Let me teach you what equality is."

Hai Ming's eyebrows were flashing with a blue light, and the Ruyi Trident was instantly held in his hand, and nine soul rings emitting azure golden light were wrapped around the Ruyi Trident!

"The so-called equality is based on force! As the saying goes, absolute justice is only above the sword edge, and the truth in the sky is only within range!"

"Please take my blow and talk about equality with me, otherwise, you will never be equal to me!"

Hai Ming's eyes turned into golden color, and the ninth soul ring emitted a golden light!

"The ninth soul skill·roots fluctuation!"

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Chapter completed!