Xie Xie was very sad and angry!

If the first time he lost to him was because he was careless. Then, what about this second time? He lost inexplicably. He even failed for no reason. He also touched Tang Wulin's shoulder, and the broken mouth of his clothes was, but the wound was not found.

There is a secret, this guy must have a secret!

"What's going on with that golden light?" Xie Xie adjusted for a while, and finally could hear his voice clearly.

"Golden light? Golden light is my soul!" A light flashed in Tang Wulin's hand, and the yellowish golden light of grass snake appeared in his palm.

"I'm talking about the golden light rising from you!" Xie Xie said angrily. This guy is not only insulting his body, but also insulting his wisdom. It's unbearable!

Tang Wulin smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if I want to say that I don't know, do you believe it?"

Xie Xie snorted coldly and expressed his attitude.

Back at the dormitory, Yun Xiao and Zhou Changxi looked at Tang Wulin in amazement and took Xie Xie from his back and placed it on the lower bunk.

Zhou Changxi said straightforwardly: "He wants to beat you up, but you still carry him back?"

Xie Xie's high and swollen cheeks have fully demonstrated the outcome.

When I introduced myself in the morning, didn’t I say that this guy has a level 18 soul power?

"I've spent money!" Tang Wulin answered casually, then asked Yunxiao with an anxious look on his face, "Is supper time over?"

Yun Xiao looked at the time, "Not yet, but it's almost done."

The next moment, he saw the wind-like boy. Tang Wulin disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, you lost again?" Zhou Changxi asked Xie Xie.

Xie Xie glared at him fiercely, "It's just careless. Next time, I will definitely win!" As he said, he struggled to get up from the bed. His face was swollen like this, how could he not go to treatment?

Never break the appearance, never break the appearance, never break the appearance, never break the appearance, say important things three times.

When Tang Wulin went to the Bing Meal Window to make the 16th bowl of noodles, the restaurant master couldn't help asking: "Little classmate, you didn't come here too late because you were afraid of being seen by others. We are all going to get off work."

Tang Wulin lowered his head shyly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Chef, I'm late today. I won't know how to go again. Then I'll eat another bowl and I won't eat it."

The chef smiled and said, "It's nothing to eat. The college's C meals are free and not limited. But how much more can you eat?"

Tang Wulin touched her stomach and didn't eat at noon. She was very hungry today. "I should be able to eat a lot."

The chef said: "It's good to come late. There is still a little left on the B meal. No one has bought it anyway. I'll give it to you to save waste."

A large basin of noodles, half a pot of stewed meat was added to it, and served to Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin has never had much resistance to eating. After thanking the chef, he started to feast on it. The meat was stewed by the B meal. It was very chewy and tasted just average, but after eating it, my stomach was warm and my energy was consumed during the day was obviously recovering faster.

It turns out that meal B is so good, but what about meal A?

Tang Wulin swallowed his saliva and glanced at the window of the A-meal meal, but soon he shook his head, saying that it was not something he could afford.

I will take on the job at the Forgeators Association in the future and see if I can make more money. However, I have to save the money I earn to buy souls.

One million federal coins can buy a yellow Centennial Soul, which is his goal. After earning 10,000 yuan from the Forging Association, Tang Wulin set his goal on the Centennial Soul.

When he returned to the dormitory, Xie Xie was not here, and Tang Wulin didn't care much about this. Although that guy was arrogant and arrogant, he was not too much. He could tell when he first chose the hilt when he attacked him in the last game today.

Yun Xiao had already started meditating, but Zhou Changxi had not yet. When he saw him coming back, he immediately poked his head out of the upper bunk, "Tang Wulin, isn't that guy Xie Xie's level 18 soul master? How did you win him?" He became more and more curious about his roommate who seemed to be above him.

Tang Wulin said helplessly: "Actually, I don't know either."

He really didn't know how to say that scales appeared on his body? After waking up from a coma, his body had completely returned to normal, but no matter what method he used, he could not let the scales appear again. He just vaguely remembered that his whole body was very hot at that time, and then the right arm with scales appeared was filled with violent power, and even his consciousness was a little blurred, and he couldn't control his body's feelings. He even had tyrannical emotions.

If it weren't for his firm willpower, someone would be in danger.

But, what exactly is that golden scale? Is it really brought about by the mutation of martial souls? The golden light of the grass snake is not a waste soul, but an amazing existence?

However, he could not see any powerful thing about Jin Guang!

How did the golden scales come about? Could it be that they will only appear when you encounter damage?

Tang Wulin took out the sewing needle from the daily necessities he brought and stabbed himself.

It hurts so much! A drop of blood flows out and a strong stinging sensation comes.

Yet...

The golden scales did not appear.

He was a little unbeliever. Could it be that he was too light? Let's do it again.

Yet...

Still useless.

Meditation search!

Concentrating on meditation, circulating soul power to find that strange heat. He only learned the most basic meditation technique, and the route of soul power to run is very simple. Soon, it was completed in one round, but there was still no discovery.

Everything is as usual, and there is no difference between practicing normally.

This is really strange! Tang Wulin summoned the golden light of the grass snake again and looked at it again and again. But no matter how you look at it, this little guy with no energy fluctuations doesn't seem to be an existence that can bring him as strong as he can.

early morning.

When Tang Wulin finished meditation, she saw Xie Xie on the other side meditating, and didn't know when she came back. The swelling on her face subsided a lot, but her face was still a little bad-looking. I don't know if she was beaten or angry.

Spending money to buy a beating is never pleasant...

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Chapter completed!