Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 453 Milk Cat and Baby

In the vast starry sky, countless stars move slowly according to the trajectory of the sky, exuding majestic power that is either cold, scorching, or overbearing.

Si Muqing looked at the starry sky, and the shining starlight gathered from all directions. He moved his eyes to the three of them. The power of blood stagnated the surroundings. He clenched the five fingers of his left hand. The energy and blood surged like a river and sea. It was beyond words. The energy is condensed, compressed, shaped, and blasted out.

Senhan's murderous intention made them tense up their bodies, and their martial souls were ready to go. Ten phoenixes, ghost civets, and glazed pagodas condensed and took shape.

Ma Hongjun thought for a while, his dark red eyes flashed, he withdrew the Phoenix Spirit, raised his hands, and made a very classic action.

"I surrender!"

Si Muqing's murderous intention stopped, and his fist stopped on Ma Hongjun's forehead. The extremely violent fist force passed through Ma Hongjun's side. A meteorite star stirred the vitality, and it happened to hit Si Muqing's fist force, making an earth-shattering sound. With a loud noise, this meteor, which was dozens of times bigger than Tianzhu Island, was easily shattered by Fist Strength and fell into pieces.

"Surrender?" There was a hint of surprise on Si Muqing's face. These words came out of their mouths, which was very inconsistent. Shouldn't they be completely devoted and loyal to Tang San?

The surging soul power in Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's bodies stagnated, and their two pairs of beautiful eyes looked at Ma Hongjun, glaring angrily, their red lips slightly parted, revealing their snow-white teeth.

Ma Hongjun looked calm and not at all embarrassed. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do I have to die for Tang San? I'm not his slave!"

"Fourth brother, no, Ma Hongjun, have you forgotten why you can become a god? With this endless lifespan!" A bright red appeared on Zhu Zhu's clear and jade-like cheeks, which was the surging anger undulating and swaying in waves.

Ning Rongrong has a petite body, her straight and slender legs are covered with white stockings, and her face is as delicate as a porcelain doll with a pair of red phoenix eyes glaring angrily.

"There is indeed no need to die for him. Everyone has the right to choose." Si Muqing said with a smile, "But I am curious, why did you betray him?"

"Convince me, or die!" Si Muqing's last word was so murderous that it sent people straight into the cold winter.

"My wife is dead." Ma Hongjun's tone was quite calm. No matter how painful the experience was, he could mention it calmly after thousands of years.

"You should still be short of manpower. Although I don't understand why you can completely transform your race into a real dragon, but as long as you still need to mix among humans, then you will definitely need real humans to work for you, and I, Sixth Sister, Seventh Sister is a true god." Ma Hongjun said calmly about his own value.

Si Muqing narrowed his eyes, and he was indeed a little moved. They were still qualified as tool men, and he really wanted to see the scene of Tang San's betrayal and separation.

"That's enough! Ma Hongjun, you are not allowed to call me Sixth Sister! You spineless traitor!"

Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled, she was furious, she clenched her teeth and said, "I'll die at the worst!
  "Rongrong, after so many years, you are still the innocent young lady!" Ma Hongjun sighed and glanced at the obedient Lord of the Netherworld next to Si Muqing. He looked at his companions, Ning Rongrong was stubborn. He raised his head and looked directly at Si Muqing. In a daze, Ma Hongjun saw the scene when he saw the little princess for the first time. Tens of thousands of years later, Ning Rongrong was still the same girl as before, petite and exquisite, with neat ear-length short hair. The skin is as tender as lychee, and the innocence is well protected by them.

Si Muqing looked at the girl in the white dress who was trembling under his murderous intention, touched her chin and asked: "Girl, you are married, right?"

Ma Hongjun woke up from his memories, and a trace of astonishment flashed across Zhu Zhuqing's cold face. Is it possible that this sentence...

Zhu Zhuqing looked Si Muqing up and down, and opened his lips, wanting to speak.

"Naimao, it's none of your business!" Si Muqing said casually to Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, and then she realized that the milk cat in Si Muqing's mouth was referring to her. A trace of embarrassment appeared on her cheeks, making her angry and anxious.

"But why are you still a young child?" Si Muqing asked, clasping his chin with his left hand. Ning Rongrong was stunned, and a storm surged in his heart. How did he know!

Ma Hongjun was stunned. Oscar, that troublesome uncle, didn’t eat meat?
  "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhu Zhuqing frowned and her eyes were cold. She wore a black tights that tightly wrapped her delicate body and perfectly outlined her hot figure.

"Your Excellency, you are joking. I am someone else's wife, so please respect me." Ning Rongrong forced a smile and bowed, her temperament was graceful and noble.

"Whether you are someone else's wife or not has nothing to do with me. I just want to ask you whether you want to die or live?" Si Muqing casually mentioned the topic, not wanting to delve deeper into this topic. The happy married life of Oscar and Ning Rongrong. What does unhappiness have to do with him?
  Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip, feeling panicked in her heart.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were cold and he said: "I choose..."

"Sixth sister, seventh sister, look at the Lord of the Netherworld." Ma Hongjun sent a message to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the Lord of the Netherworld who stood silently behind Si Muqing. The bright starlight proved that Si Muqing had completely controlled him.

The words of willing to die were no longer uttered in his mouth. Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing understood that in fact, they had no choice at all. Life and death were in each other's hands.

Bear the humiliation and bear the burden, repeat these four words in your heart several times. Zhu Zhuqing breathed slowly and kept admonishing himself.

Ning Rongrong clenched and unclenched her slender hands, her clear water eyes fixed on Si Muqing, trying to see his true thoughts.

"I want to live." Ma Hongjun spread his hands and said.

"Want to live." Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong said these two words with difficulty. They were not afraid of death, but their eyes flicked over the Lord of the Netherworld. Falling into this fate was more terrifying than death.

"That's good!" Si Muqing said with a smile, his lips moved slightly, and a voice fell into their ears.

The expressions of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong changed drastically, with shock, fear, horror... all kinds of emotions.

Ma Hongjun's dark red eyes flashed with excitement.

"It's up to you to decide whether to do this or not. This matter, well, it will be considered as your vote."

Si Muqing smiled and looked at Douluo Continent. He missed his wife.

The chains of starlight shackle Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjun's three major sources of power: Dantian Qi sea, spiritual sea, and god position.

In an instant, the three people's power fell to the ordinary level.

The expressions of the three people changed drastically. Not everyone could accept their loss.

Si Muqing carried his trophies and strode towards the vast continent. It was time to take his woman home.

(End of this chapter)