A round of the sun rises on the horizon, and the morning sun splashes on the earth, and the warm sunlight dispels the bitter cold of a midwinter night.

The huge convoy had woken up from its slumber, and the Firehead had already begun to cook breakfast for the coalition forces, and the green smoke wafted slowly with the smell of good smell.

In the cold winter, Yang Ming was bare-chested, revealing a strong body, that body of muscles seemed to be specially built for him, too much more, too little less, full of explosive power, and the copper-colored skin was flowing in the sun with a metallic color.

"Hey! Hey! ”

Holding a simple spear in his hand and waving it, Yang Ming's expression was extremely focused, and he did not use any soul technique soul power, but simply used pure physical strength to perform spear skills.

He was used to the strength after being promoted to Title Douluo.

Unlike other Titled Douluo, Yang Ming's promotion to Titled Douluo was extremely huge, which caused him to be unable to fully control his physical body 100%, which had already been reflected in the previous battle against the Beast God Emperor.

Whenever he thought of the soldiers who had died 500,000 because of the aftermath of the battle between himself and the Beast God Emperor, Yang Ming's eyes couldn't help but darken.

If he had been able to control his power perfectly, it would have been possible to condense the power of his skills and greatly reduce the damage caused by the aftermath of the damage.

It's been a long time since Yang Ming has temporarily sealed his skills and soul power like he is now, and cultivated like an ordinary person.

Even so, Yang Ming was stimulated by the Saiyan bloodline, and his increasingly powerful body was far superior to that of ordinary soul masters, even if it was an ordinary spear skill in his hands, the power was not inferior to some soul king-level soul skills.

While Yang Ming was practicing spear skills and regaining control of his physical strength, a shadow stayed not far away and watched him.

Wang Qiu'er stood quietly on the side of the carriage, with one hand on her cheeks, her mouth slightly pursed, looking very unhappy, a pair of beautiful eyes staring closely at Yang Ming's every move, and the sun shone on her long wavy hair, rendering her a faint golden light.

At this time, she is like a lonely cold plum in the cold winter, standing proudly here, it seems to be out of place with everything, but like the core of everything, a little hazy? Somewhat confusing? It's like a beautiful picture, and people can't help but be addicted.

It's a pity that Yang Ming is a straight man of steel? Plus married now? I didn't pay attention to this different kind of beauty at all.

Naturally? This made Wang Qiu'er, who has always been the embodiment of conceited beauty and wisdom, feel very unhappy, and her mouth has never fallen? A pair of beautiful eyes even revealed a bit of a fierce gaze in the state of the three-eyed golden lion, just because of her completely intimidating appearance? makes her look not fierce at all, but has a feeling of milk cuteness, which is unexpectedly a little contrasting and cute.

"Whew!"

Yang Ming took a long breath.

Seeing that Wang Qiu'er was still standing there staring at him, Yang Ming couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth slightly, and said:

"Little girl, why do you keep staring at me? Do I have flowers on my face? ”

Who knows, Yang Ming's words? I don't know where I poked Wang Qiuer's pain point? It made her explode like a cat that had been stepped on by her tail.

"You're the little girl? Your whole family is a little girl? Look, where am I young, Grandma? ”

As she spoke, Wang Qiu'er deliberately straightened her chest, as if she was hinting at something.

Yang Ming ignored this.

I have four wives? It is said that when a man marries a wife, it is like love going to the grave, there are four more tigresses in the family, where do you dare to mess with flowers and grass outside?

Not to mention......

Yang Ming glanced at Wang Qiu'er's chest, pursed his lips, and whispered:

"Xiao Long Bao."

Although Yang Ming's voice was very quiet, Wang Qiu'er's hearing was exceptionally good, although she didn't understand what Xiaolongbao meant, but judging from Yang Ming's disdainful expression, Wang Qiu'er was still very sensitive to realize that this was definitely not a good word, and immediately stomped her feet in anger and said:

"Yang Ming, you big villain, you bullied Aunt Zi Ji last night, and Jin Tian came to bully me again in the morning, I'm going to be done with you!"

Wang Qiu'er has long been unhappy with Yang Ming's behavior of taking her away, she doesn't know how to hide her temper at all when she is still young, and it can be said that the new hatred and old hatred are going on together.

The next moment, Wang Qiu'er moved instantly, and stepped the ground with her left foot, and the whole person was already rushing towards Yang Ming a hundred meters away like an arrow.

Yang Ming's face was strange for a while, if Wang Qiu'er knew what it meant to bully Zi Ji, it is estimated that she would not have said this.

In the face of this innocent little girl with a bit of pungency, Yang Ming naturally would not use all his strength, just because he disliked the poor effect of the exercise, but he just happened to use Wang Qiu'er as a training object to play.

In the category of 10,000 years of cultivation as a soul beast, Wang Qiu'er's explosive power is a leader, which is obvious to all, and the distance of 100 meters is just a moment's work under her full sprint.

As soon as the word "Yang" was spoken, Wang Qiuer had already set off, and when the word "end" fell, she had already rushed to Yang Ming.

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't dodge or dodge, he seemed to despise himself, and he didn't even release the martial soul and soul ring, a trace of sullen unhappiness flashed in Wang Qiu'er's eyes:

"Hmph, seeing that you are so careless, I want you to know the fate of annoying your aunt and grandmother later!"

Wang Qiu'er rarely came out of human society, and was mostly protected by the guardians in the Star Dou Great Forest, so he unconsciously developed a pampered habit, even if he knew that Yang Ming was very strong, he didn't worry about what would happen to him if he offended.

That being said, but as an emperor beast, Wang Qiu'er is not the kind of flower in the greenhouse, the combat experience is unexpectedly extremely rich, the moment she rushes forward, lands, and bends her knees, she only hears a muffled "bang" on the ground, and a depression with a diameter of two meters appears, and her long legs are also ejected like a golden cannon ejection, and one leg kicks towards Yang Ming's side face.

It's just that, to Wang Qiu'er's surprise, Jin Yangming's body has been washed by the blood of Saiyans, even if it is not as good as a soul beast, it is far beyond ordinary soul masters, so she stood there for a long time, opening a big hand like a dragon eagle, just like Wang Qiu'er's moth to a fire, her legs were firmly grasped by Yang Ming.

Jin Tianwang Qiu'er was wearing a strong skirt.

I saw something that shouldn't be seen in a glimpse, especially in the early morning, Yang Ming, as a man with strong blood, suddenly felt a burst of heat.

No matter how simple Wang Qiu'er was, she knew that something was wrong at this time, and after realizing that she had been eaten tofu by Yang Ming, she immediately let out a scream.