Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Hey, I'm here!"

Just when Han Tao was worried,

Ning Rongrong suddenly opened the door and jumped out of the lounge.

She was full of joy, like a squirrel that had eaten a fruit, with a slight curl of her mouth:

"It's really rare to see you come to me on your own initiative."

Han Tao covered his forehead: "Don't make a fuss, there's something serious."

"Oh?" A trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"Our next opponent is Canghui College."

"I haven't heard of it, is there anything worth paying attention to?"

Ning Rongrong shook her head, puzzled.

Han Tao thought for a moment, and then realized that she had only been in Shrek College for half a day and had not yet come into contact with Canghui College.

Under the influence of his butterfly, the world line has been sent to offset, and past experience may be distorted.

Writing down this clue, Han Tao continued to narrate:

"The leader of Canghui College is called Shi Nian, and his martial soul is the spiritual 'Remnant Dream', who is good at weaving nightmares and dragging enemies into eternal illusions to torture them to death."

Ning Rongrong's expression was a little serious.

I don't know if it was because of fear of Shi Nian or for some other reason.

Han Tao didn't notice.

Ning Rongrong listened to every word he said very seriously.

"Shi Nian, there is a possibility that he will attack us."

This is not an isolated case.

In every year's National Elite Soul Master Competition, many teachers of these academies will attack members of low-level teams.

Tang San is not the first, nor the last.

Ning Rongrong's expression was a little surprised: "We are the top three sects!"

These attacked members have one thing in common, genius, and no background.

If they are not geniuses, there is no need to attack.

If they have background, they dare not attack.

"You make sense."

Han Tao nodded: "Generally speaking, there is nothing wrong with this view, but the problem is."

Han Tao stopped answering.

Han Tao and Ning Rongrong are two people who are targeted by luck.

Others can be negligent and careless, but they can't. Every step they take needs to be treading on thin ice.

"What's the problem? Come on, what's the problem?"

Ning Rongrong hates punctuation.

She asked with a face full of curiosity and eagerness.

Han Tao didn't know how to explain the concept of "luck". Should he tell Ning Rongrong that Tang San was the son of luck and that we had robbed him of his chance, so we were targeted by luck?

Ning Rongrong widened her eyes and gently shook Han Tao's arm, her expression like a knotted ball of thread.

One thread, two threads, entangled together over and over again.

After a long time, Han Tao decided to tell her some truth.

As someone targeted by luck, you have the right to know a certain truth.

Han Tao rubbed his temples and reluctantly proposed a concept:

"Luck, do you know?"

Ning Rongrong slowly typed a question mark: "Luck?"

"Yes, for some reason, we were targeted by luck."

Han Tao's face was a little serious.

Ning Rongrong looked at his eyes carefully, and after a long time, she actually laughed, and laughed wildly.

"Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee, you actually believe this?"

Han Tao hurriedly explained: "Didn't you find out that after obtaining the immortal grass, you have experienced many life-and-death crises in succession?"

She stopped laughing strangely and began to think.

After a long time, she slowly said the answer: "It seems to be true!"

"You mean, we are all targeted by fate?"

She emphasized the word "all".

Han Tao stroked his forehead. Ning Rongrong is always like this, with inexplicable concerns.

"Yeah." Han Tao responded half-heartedly.

After learning the truth.

To Han Tao's great surprise, Ning Rongrong was not afraid, but rather seemed a little happy.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

She turned her head away and avoided Han Tao's question.

Ning Rongrong was of course happy. Fate did not target anyone, but just targeted herself and Han Tao.

What does this show?

It shows that she and Han Tao are destined to be together.

If you don't believe it, look, fate is trying to bring us together.

Thinking of this, she quietly hid in the corner again, secretly laughing "hehehe".

Han Tao couldn't guess her thoughts.

Tiandou Empire is close to the north, and the weather in October is actually a bit cold.

Han Tao shuddered.

In fact, he was very weak in his heart because he lacked the means to deal with illusions.

"If Shi Nian comes now, then Ning Rongrong and I will be finished, right?"

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!"

Time was extremely tight, and Han Tao had no chance to think.

He came to Ning Rongrong's side, grabbed her hand, and ran towards Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi had Jian Douluo's protection, so Shi Nian could not cause any trouble.

Ning Rongrong blushed, letting Han Tao lead her body and follow his footsteps.

Tiandou Empire, high-level VIP room.

Han Tao and Ning Rongrong broke in.

"Master, Master!"

Ning Fengzhi spit a mouthful of tea on "Happiness and Anger Do Not Show on Color".

"Ah, my book, my book!"

Looking a little anxious, he took out a piece of cloth from the soul guide and wiped the book.

After a long time

he turned his eyes to the two of them.

Han Tao and Ning Rongrong were not as important as the book.

"What's wrong with you two?"

His eyes swept across Han Tao's face and finally stopped at Ning Rongrong's wrist, and he coughed twice.

Han Tao was grabbing her wrist.

Seeing the master's eyes, he realized that it was inappropriate, and quickly let go and stepped back.

"Humph!" Ning Rongrong was immediately unhappy.

She grabbed Han Tao's wrist with her backhand, forcibly pulled him to her side, and then stared at Ning Fengzhi with wide eyes, as if saying: "What can you do to me?"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes twitched slightly.

He quickly ordered the guards to close the door.

As the door closed, he turned his head and warned Ning Rongrong earnestly:

"Rongrong, how many times have I told you to be serious outside and pay attention to the impact."

"Your martial soul is the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. If nothing unexpected happens, you will inherit my mantle. You must carefully weigh the pros and cons when doing things."

Han Tao listened and felt something was wrong.

How could Ning Fengzhi have the guts to be so talkative when he was developing towards Tang Monk.

But fortunately, he was talking about Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong lowered her head and did not speak, but her fingers slightly exerted some force.

Han Tao felt his wrist being tightened.

Turning his head halfway, he met Rongrong's eyes and understood what the girl meant.

He interrupted Ning Fengzhi's narration:

"Master, there are some things."

"Shi Nian from Canghui College may come to kill Rongrong and me. This time he came here essentially to seek shelter."

Han Tao's statement was absurd.

"Shi Nian?" Ning Fengzhi was puzzled.

"No, he is a Soul Saint, how dare he?"

In Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Han Tao and Ning Rongrong were not weak.

Han Tao had Ning Rongrong's assistance, which was more than enough to beat Zhao Wuji. I think Shi Nian, who was at the same level, should not be a threat.

However, this also fits Han Tao's character, cautious, timid, and good at planning.

He stared at the two of them blankly.

Ning Rongrong's hand never let go.