"Rori is verbose and pretends to be elegant, not very good."

Bibi said with a nose.

"Don't you like it?" Su Mutian relaxed, his seemingly plain tone actually feeling as anxious as a dog.

But Bibidong raised his toes and pressed against Su Mutian's chest and said with a grievance: "Does Big Brother hope I like him? Do you want me to like him? Do you want me?"

"Stop making trouble."

Su Mutian slapped Bibidong on the head and forced him to turn it back: "Hehe, there are many people, pay attention to your image."

"Is that place with few people okay?" Bibidong smiled sly.

"No, you are still young, don't think too much, play the game first." Su Mutian said helplessly.

"Grow up soon!"

Bibidong stood up with his chest and looked fierce and fierce.

"And the so-called representatives of the upper three sects and the royal family are mostly big soul masters of more than twenty levels, and I will not lose."

Bibidong has a kind of innate arrogance, perhaps this pride comes from his parents.

But people must not be without pride, and people must not be arrogant. This kind of arrogance should be suppressed.

Su Mutian pointed to the center of the venue and followed the white-haired boy next to Ning Fengzhi and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"Ning Fengzhi's little follower is called Chen Ling." Bibidong nodded.

He looks very chic, and his chic is mysterious, making people unable to understand his strength.

But it makes people feel that he is very strong!

"It's a friend, not a follower."

Su Mutian emphasized.

"oh?"

This is interesting.

If you can become friends with the young sect leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Li Sect, you either have a strong sect background or have a unique personal charm.

But what is a twelve-year-old boy who is on par with Ning Fengzhi?

"He is one of the descendants of the Seven Killing Sword, and his cousin is Chen Xin, a famous swordsman among the people of the two empires."

Su Mutian said lightly: "The Seven Killing Swords have been passed down from generation to generation, and are recognized as the martial soul with the highest attack power. Even if he is two levels weaker than you, he is still your difficult opponent."

Bibidong scratched his head and asked: "Isn't the recognized strongest weapon martial soul the Haotian Hammer the inherited martial soul of the Haotian Sect of the Hidden Sect?"

"The strongest weapon and martial soul is indeed Haotian Hammer. Haotian Hammer is extremely domineering, and it is a destructive and terrifying martial soul."

Su Mutian seemed to recall the beginning of Tang Chen's fight with the Haotian Hammer with the power of the Sea God, and he could still hold on.

If it were someone else, I'm afraid I would have to be killed instantly.

"But you have to distinguish between the concept of attack power and destructive power."

Su Mutian explained: "If the Seven Killing Sword and Haotian Hammer attack a thick iron plate with the same soul power, the Haotian Hammer will tilt the iron plate, but the Seven Killing Sword pierces the iron plate, do you think, can the Haotian Hammer be more aggressive than the Seven Killing Sword in plain words?"

"No." Bibidong pondered for a moment, and felt that what the eldest brother said made sense, so he shook his head.

"Actually, weapon martial souls have physical advantages over beast martial souls, so don't underestimate your opponent." Su Mutian continued.

"Physical Advantage?" Bibidong was a little puzzled. What is physical advantage?

"The physical advantage of weapon martial souls is that when fighting against beast martial souls, the characteristics of martial souls, whether sharp or heavy, will cause you difficult to heal damage."

"Although the beast martial soul increases the physical properties of the soul master, it is far inferior to the weapon martial soul in terms of physical properties."

"I see."

Bibidong suddenly realized: "In other words, although I have stronger soul power than theirs, my three hits on them may not necessarily cause fatal injuries in the fight, but if it is a weapon and a martial soul, it only takes one to decide the outcome."

"clever!"

Su Mutian touched Bibidong's head and smiled and said, "You don't have to be afraid that Dong'er is not enough. Your death spider is the top martial soul among the beast's martial souls. Although it does not occupy any gimmicks like the Seven Killing Sword, the second and third soul rings are both thousand-year soul rings, and they will crush them no matter what."

The second soul ring can absorb the thousand-year soul ring. Su Mutian dares to guarantee that Bibidong is definitely the representative of that era.

"Of course!"

Bibidong raised his proud head and asked immediately, "I've finished watching it, so let's go play?"

"Play?"

"Yes, I heard that the night market in Tiandou City is very fun. Dong'er has never been to it. He finally left the eyeliner of the big worshipper. Big brother, just go with him to play~"

Bibi Dong shook Su Mutian's hand and said, as if his daughter was acting coquettishly with her father, but she was not a father and daughter.

Bibidong's words are the truth. Since she came to the Wuhun Hall, Qian Daoliu attaches great importance to her due to her extraordinary talent, so she naturally devoted a lot of manpower and material resources to cultivate her, so she had no time to have fun.

This is also the reason why Bibidong and Qian Daoliu asked Su Mutian to come over, and asked the eldest brother to accompany him to go shopping.

But how could Su Mutian agree at this critical period?

"No way!" Su Mutian said decisively.

The moon hangs high and the night breeze is cool.

The night in Tiandou City is bustling with beautiful women. Some soul masters, Hammer Martial Soul Master, performed a big stone on his chest with Xiong Wuhun, and the big soul master, Feiyan Martial Soul Master, performed a tightrope in the circus.

Here, it seems that the martial soul has become a kind of entertainment, not a fighting thing.

Perhaps, some martial souls are more suitable for performance, and this is the diversity of martial souls.

Bibidong changed into a pink dress, holding a string of candied haws in one hand, and holding Su Mutian's big hand in the other.

She ate the next one and put it in her mouth, stuffing her cheeks into a bulge. Soon the brown sugar on the outer skin melted, dyeing her lips bright red and charming.

"Here."

Bibidong handed the candied haws in front of Su Mutian: "I'll give you one."

"I won't eat." Su Mutian shook his head and refused.

He had a fear of sweets.

Tooth decay...

"No, you eat it!"

Bibi Dong raised his toes and put the candied haws in front of him, pressing against his lips, giving him a strange feeling.

"Okay, okay, I'll just eat one!"

Su Mutian said helplessly.

For some reason, he felt like a father who was being controlled by a woman.

As he said that, Su Mutian swallowed one, not holding it in the same way as Bibi Dong. He chewed it twice and then swallowed it directly.

But after chewing those two times, the hawthorn wrapped in the rock sugar burst out from the sour sauce. He couldn't even open his eyes, and a chill came out naturally.

This hawthorn is so sour!

Seeing Su Mutian's appearance, Bibi Dong grinned and smiled.

The first time I saw my elder brother like this.

Very embarrassed and cute!

"Ha ha."

Bibi Dong Yanran smiled: "Brother, you are so funny. I bought sour hawthorn specially, and you can take it down in one bite."

Su Mutian's face froze and said angrily: "You didn't say it earlier!"

"A little bit~" Bibi Dong made a face at Su Mutian: "You didn't ask me either!"

Immediately, she rushed into the crowd, which made Su Mutian helpless.
Chapter completed!