Chapter 171 The humble rabbit and the well-behaved fox that came to the door
Spirit Hall, the island in the middle of the lake, in Bibi Dong’s boudoir.

These few days were the holidays given to themselves by the group of little girls. Of course, they would only be willing to give Fu Ye free time after they had eaten their fill.

For example, a while ago, apart from coming here to teach Hu Liena her training and taking her to practice top-level yoga, he always went back to Tianshui College at night.

However, drinking too much is harmful to your health, while drinking a little can make you happy. You should not skip the exercise before going to bed.

In the sea of ​​spirit, there is no prison of worry.

Fu Ye lay leisurely on the green grassland that appeared out of nowhere, enjoying the cool breeze and feeling the beauty that life brought.

The remaining soul of Xiao Wu from her previous life was now lying in front of him, helping him deal with some of the energy that had escaped due to the excess soul power.

It is said that the appearance of the remaining soul of Xiao Wu in the previous life is completely different from his baby Xiao Wu and Wu Ling.

Her hair is white and her eyes are a light scarlet, which gives her a somewhat mysterious look at first glance.

However, the other person’s face shape is similar to that of his little Wu baby. Of course, as a wife for decades, she also has an indescribable charm.

“Master, the dancing slave can”

The remaining soul of Xiao Wu from her previous life looked at Fu Ye with hope on her face. Under Fu Ye’s training, she now regarded herself as her only master.

After all, she had done a lot of offensive things in the past six months. In response, Fu Ye directly set the time flow rate of the Worry-Free Prison and trained her in it for three years as before.

From then on, the look she gave him was full of innocence and stupidity, and she would treat any request from Fu Ye like a loyal dog.

“Tsk, how long have you only been eating? You can’t hold it in anymore?”

Fu Ye casually grabbed her fair and slender neck and pulled her in front of him, looking at her charming and flattering face with a sly smile on his face.

“Master, no, no, the dance slave is just…”

A hint of panic surged in the foolish eyes of the remnant soul of Xiao Wu in the previous life, while a bit of anger also rose in Fu Ye’s weird pupils.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew around them, blowing up the half-meter-high green shade around them. Under the reflection of the moonlight hanging above their heads, the two figures gradually overlapped.

At this moment, the remaining soul of Xiao Wu in her previous life felt unprecedented comfort. The feeling of floating in the sky made her forget her past troubles.

There is no concept of time in Wuyou Prison, and Fu Ye doesn’t know how long he has stayed in there this time.

In short, he only remembered that he drank at least two bottles of God-level kidney treasure in there. There was no fancy stuff during the process. He just did it with his eyes closed.

When leaving Wuyou Prison, the scarlet pupils of Xiao Wu’s previous life’s remaining soul completely turned into pure pink.

“Hehehe, Master.”

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Because the time in Wuyou Prison is relatively static compared to the outside world, so after staying in there for such a long time, in fact not even a single second has passed outside.

After drinking a bottle of sweet, god-level kidney treasure, Fu Ye felt like he was alive again.

But he knew very well that the inheritance of Wei Wu’s legacy must be led by him, and he, Fu Ye, took over Boss Cao’s inheritance!
Fu Ye is now a little curious about what kind of expression his ex-wife will have when he sees her again.

The camera turns to Tang Chuan, the reincarnation of our God-King.

Douluo Continent, in a village on the edge of the western sea.

A young man covered in black aura was grabbing a young girl.

In front of them were two people, an old man and a young boy, whose abdomens were pierced by black vines.

The young man nailed to the vines had not yet died, but his eyes were full of anger and resentment.

The young man covered in black energy reached out and dug out the girl’s heart right in front of the young man in front of him. “Haha, what an ignorant woman, she actually dared to resist! She’s really courting death!”

As black vines like poisonous snakes crawled up their bodies, their figures became shriveled almost instantly.

After doing all this, the figure covered in black air still looked towards the village in the distance with an unsatisfied look.

[Rakshasa God’s seventh test, achieve Title Douluo, absorb 5000 people’s souls, completed, reward: Rakshasa God affinity +15% All soul ring years +10000]

[Rakshasa God’s eighth test, obtain a full set of spirit rings and spirit bones to assemble a divine outfit, limited to one year]

“Haha, I have already completed the seventh test of the Rakshasa Divine Test. As for the full set of spirit rings and spirit bones?”

The young man covered in black aura turned his gaze towards the sea, his dark eyes full of evil.

That’s right, who else could it be but our reincarnated God King Tang Chuan?

Fu Ye was not very surprised after seeing this scene. After all, according to what he knew, Luosha was preparing to run away. He was just afraid that he was not living very well up there.

At this moment, in the God Realm, inside the Shura Temple.

The Asura God who lost his successor was now beating the Rakshasa God crazily to vent his anger.
“Snapped!”

“Snapped!”

“Ah!!!! Shura you bastard!”

Of course, Fu Ye, the instigator of this incident, was resting very comfortably in his wife’s boudoir at this time.

There were still some little toys that Fu Ye used to flirt with other people in Bibi Dong’s boudoir.

It’s a pity that the other party is still practicing in his immortal palace, otherwise I would definitely fight with her to the death.

It was late at night and everything was quiet, but for some reason his door slowly opened a crack.

Perhaps because he had played with the remnant soul of Xiao Wu from his previous life for too long in Wuyou Prison, Fu Ye slept very soundly in this room filled with sweet fragrance.

But as time went by, the sea breeze blew Fu Ye’s light heart.

On the coast, the waves rose and fell, giving him a dreamlike feeling.

His thoughts were immersed in this windy and cloudy beach, and the sweet fragrance in his nostrils made him linger on it.

Looking at the huge waves that suddenly rose tens of meters high, Fu Ye had an urge to walk directly into it.

The sea water had a salty fragrance, but also a sweet aftertaste. Fu Ye swam freely in it, his mind wandering to the sky.

However, at this moment, a vast ocean suddenly rushed out from the sea that had just calmed down.

It was a large column of water that surged out from the top of the sea.

Before I knew it, it was already dawn.

At this moment, he felt that he had endless energy, and everything in his dream last night was vivid in his mind.

Feeling a hint of sweet fragrance trembling slightly in his arms, Fu Ye almost subconsciously moved the person in his arms, and then gave the other person another morning lesson in a hazy state of mind.

But he soon realized something was wrong.

It seems that I am still in the Spirit Hall.
(д)!

(End of this chapter)