Ning Rongrong straightened the hair around her ears, lowered her head and walked back to the place where she had been 'living'. In the past few days when the Soul Master Competition was held, she was under stricter supervision and was not allowed to come out to watch the competition. She had agreed at the time

The fact that she trained together for the competition also became a joke in terms of the quota for the in-roll.

‘That’s right, I don’t have a soul power of level 40 yet, so I’m still too ordinary in front of that group of talented people.’ She smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, and looked up to see Zhu Zhuqing already waiting at her door.

"Rongrong, do you know the news about Dai Mubai?" The good sister's question startled the somewhat uneasy Ning Rongrong.

'Why...why would she ask me about Dai Mubai?'

"I...I...I..." This incident was the main culprit for her fall to this point, and it was also one of her biggest nightmares. Ning Rongrong's legs seemed to have lost strength, and her breathing became heavy.

The eccentric little witch became less and less like herself. Zhu Zhuqing looked at the somewhat flustered Ning Rongrong and guessed that there was something hidden inside.

Although Zhu Zhuqing is younger than Ning Rongrong, her indifferent family environment and the whirlpool of the imperial family have made her mentally more mature.

A cold but not cold voice sounded. She still cared about Rongrong, a good sister.

"Let's not talk about it for now, His Majesty the Pope has summoned you..." At this point, she pondered for a moment, and the meaning was self-evident.

"It's okay...just tell me that I can leave Wuhun City and return to Qibao Glazed Sect."

Ning Rongrong is not completely stupid. If she is allowed to leave now, Wuhun Palace must have some plans. Can she... return to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect safely?

Thinking that she might not die soon, Ning Rongrong felt a little relieved. She pulled Zhu Zhuqing into her room. There were guards outside the yard. She leaned close to Zhu Zhuqing's ear and lowered her voice, but it was no different from thunder:

"Dai Mubai, was killed by me..."

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Tang San was lying in Xue Qinghe's carriage. The chain reaction after the bones were pulled away made him break out in cold sweat and his body was weak. He fainted not long after Xue Qinghe left, shaking his head as if he was doing the last thing he wanted to do.

The nightmare I saw.

'Where am I?' Tang San found his perspective, looking towards Tiandou City. Suddenly he heard something, and he ducked down, hiding in the grass, and looked at the two people talking. 'That's, Ning Rong.

Wing! Who is the other one?'

As soon as the scene turned, 'himself' jumped in the air and shot four sleeve arrows from his sleeves. The soul ring on the opponent's body surged, and a dark sledgehammer hit 'himself'.

'This is! Xiao Wu!' When he flipped in the air and saw his shoes and clothes, Tang San was sure. This is Xiao Wu, using the hidden weapon he gave her to fight with others. And the opponent's martial spirit is Haotian Zonghao.

Heavenly Hammer! It is exactly the same as my other twin martial soul.

The scene turned again, and 'himself' was lying on the ground, as if he had been severely injured. Ning Rongrong laughed and said something to that person. Haotian Sect hit 'himself' again, and the black enlarged hammer shadow gradually covered all sight.

"Brother, don't help me get revenge. Live well, Xiao Wu, I like you..."

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"Brother Tang San, Brother Tang San?"

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!" Tang San opened his eyes, ignoring the tears streaming down his face, roaring angrily, as if he wanted to eat the Xue Qinghe in front of him alive.

"Brother Tang San, are you having a nightmare?" Xue Qinghe was a little stunned. He had never seen Tang San lose his temper like this before.

Taking a few deep breaths, Tang San also realized that he was still in the carriage, but the dream he had just had was still stuck in his throat.

"Let's rest at the hotel in the town tonight. Brother Tang San is still injured, and the rice and water haven't come in yet. I've ordered someone to make medicinal porridge for you." Putting a hand behind his back, Xue Qinghe glanced at it, lowered his head and panted.

Tang Sandao.

"Sorry, Brother Xue." He stood up and saw Xue Qinghe trying to help him, shaking his head and refusing. But the moment he stood up, cold sweat broke out again.

"When we return to Tiandou City, we can let Ye Lingling try to cure you." Jiuxin Haitang claimed that he could save you with just one breath.

"The degree of healing of Jiuxin Begonia is controlled by the spirit master's will." Tang San lowered his eyes, "I have a friend who broke two fingers. Ye Lingling can't regenerate the broken limbs yet."

Although Jiuxin Haitang is evaluated as a miracle in martial arts, Ye Lingling has not grown up after all. Otherwise, if Jian Chen breaks his arm in the future, Ning Fengzhi can ask Ye Lingling to heal him.

Tang San was also unsure whether his missing bones could be cured, and would it cause deformities? To be on the safe side, his Blue Silver Domain should heal slowly. He needed a place with dense Blue Silver Grass.

'Xiao Wu' Tang San was thinking about the dream just now, and looked ahead with a chill. In this state, he was unable to find Xiao Wu. If it was really the same as the dream, he would not let those two people go. Ning Rong

Honor…

After traveling for several days, they finally arrived at Tiandou City. They declined to contact Ye Lingling for treatment. Before leaving, Xue Qinghe revealed that if Brother Tang San wanted to contact Haotian Sect, he could help recommend someone.

After failing to find the master at Huangdou Academy, I finally met Liu Erlong and the others at Lanba Academy.

"Have your two bones been removed by Bibi Dong himself?" The master was furious.

Tang San was silent and nodded.

"The Wuhun Palace has issued a wanted order for you. Although your appearance has changed, I still don't want to use the name Tang San." Flanders said calmly with one hand on his chin.

"Just call me Tang Yin to the outside world. I will definitely avenge Bibi Dong in the Spirit Hall. But there is one more thing. I have to find Xiao Wu. This is very important to me."

"Xiao San, if you can find the corresponding soul bone for your injury and integrate it into your body, it will be of great benefit." The master analyzed calmly.

"Yes, mistress, the most important thing for you now is to recover from your injuries."

"I can find Xiao Wu first and stay with me to recuperate." If he didn't have that clear and real dream, no, even if he didn't have that dream. He also promised to find Xiao Wu after the game.

"I'll put on the plywood first, go find His Highness the Crown Prince, and look for Xiao Wu. I have some ideas."

The master looked at Tang San's left arm and right leg, feeling a little unbearable. He sighed and did not continue to dissuade Tang San.

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Gunter stroked the round mirror in his hand, as if it were some rare treasure.

Gaunt's face was not reflected on the smooth mirror. It seemed that this special mirror could not reflect people.

No, it should be said that this mirror can only reflect the soul.

If you have a special soul skill that can seal others, of course you have to experiment with the effect.

Originally, Gunter was unsure and unsure about the soul seal.

Thinking of this, Gunter couldn't help but grin a somewhat honest smile. Maybe it was because he was proud, he was the best at pretending to be stupid.

He spread his hand to cover the mirror, and the scene reflected in the mirror was the same as the one around Gunter.

The difference is that there is a girl inside who is only as big as the mirror, gnashing her teeth and tapping hard on the mirror.

Exquisite figure, beautiful yet lovely face————If it’s not Xiao Wu~ who is it?

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