The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

When everyone got into the carriage, the coachman flicked his long whip and lashed at the unicorn. The unicorn was greatly stimulated, raised its head and neighed, and ran towards the front of the street with both hooves.

Mu Bai sat in the car, put his hands together and put them on his lower abdomen, closed his eyes and meditated.Next to him was Han Yan's delicate body, Tang Sheng and Tang Yu sat opposite them.

Perhaps Han Yan felt embarrassed, she glanced at Mu Bai secretly with her beautiful eyes, her red lips twitched slightly, and wanted to speak, but held back.

Tang Yu tilted his head, blinking those big bright eyes innocently, his watery eyes kept scanning Mu Bai and Han Yan back and forth, the corners of his mouth curled up into a playful smile, he didn't know what he was thinking .

Inadvertently, Tang Sheng's dark and bright eyes suddenly shot two gleams, and glanced at Mu Bai.I was secretly surprised that this kid actually cultivated into the legendary Hunyuan Fighting Soul in his body, and his physical structure was as hard as steel. It was hard to imagine how he cultivated.

Looking at the entire continent, people who can cultivate to the lower seven-star stage at the age of less than the weak crown, except for the few outstanding geniuses with amazing talents in history, there is no one who can surpass Mu Bai.

Mu Bai's expression, which was originally like water, suddenly caused a wave of waves. He opened his eyes and looked at Tang Sheng, only to see him with a smile on his face, and turned his head out of the car window, looking at him casually. Street view of the imperial city.

Mu Bai had a weird face, when his thoughts tried to see through the depth of this strange old man's strength, his eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of fog, and he couldn't see anything.

All the way without words.When the carriage drove continuously for seven or eight miles, Mu Bai suddenly sensed something was wrong, turned his head and looked out the window, and found that the surrounding buildings were sluggish, and it was a long-abandoned slum, which was not the neighborhood near his mansion at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Yan couldn't help asking when she saw Mu Bai's face suddenly became serious.

Mu Bai shook his head slightly, and said, "It's okay."

As he spoke, he stood up from the upholstered seat, and was about to lift the gray curtain in front, explaining to the groom that he was going in the wrong direction, when the carriage stopped suddenly.

"Brother Muyi, why did the carriage stop? Do you live near here?" Tang Yu asked in confusion.