Douluo: Thousand Miles of Practice

At this time, Rongrong showed his anger and slapped the desk hard, "If he loves Xue Ke, why does he keep calling her princess? He is so excited by love and humiliates his emotions that he actually laughs. come out?"

"But didn't he swear by his martial spirit?" Zhu Zhuqing did hear Tang San swearing.

"Zhuqing, things like oaths are the most untrustworthy. It can even be said that the existence of oaths is meant to be broken! What's more, his oaths are so ambiguous!"

"What does this mean?"

"For example, I swear that I will never kill you. I can even swear that I will not kill you in any way or imply that anyone will kill you. But before I made the oath, I made a careful plan to surprise you. ?”

The innocent Zhu Zhuqing had never thought of such a way. It had to be said that she was convinced by Ning Rongrong.

Looking at the door of the meeting hall, which was the direction Tang San left, Ning Rongrong's expression was extremely solemn, "He is like a profit-seeking and calculating speculator. What he values ​​​​is not Xiao Ke at all, but her princess." identity of!"

"When he tried to prove it by taking the martial soul oath, it was enough to expose him, because he had no other way but this way!"

"If I were questioned about the burning emotions in my heart, I would be disdainful at the first moment, or furious on the spot, but he actually invited me to the engagement ceremony with a fake smile at the first moment?"

Tang San was indeed right at the time. Ning Rongrong was a girl, and she was considering Xue Ke's emotional problems as a friend.

But he was thinking too much. He was making subtle calculations to calculate Ning Rongrong's status, but he didn't think about her way of thinking and vision.

Only sincerity in emotional matters can move people's hearts. If interests are mixed in, he will fail.

In another room, Qian Shui, who was fighting with his son, was more direct. He knew how Tang Fozu calculated his daughter and son-in-law, and he also knew what Tang San looked like when he truly faced emotions.

As for restarting the elite competition?

Perhaps from Ning Rongrong's point of view, he felt that Tang San wanted to use this to gain greater power. After all, he had three forces under his command: the Haotian Sect, the Tang Clan, and the Tiandou Royal Academy.

It doesn't even need to win the final victory, as long as he gets a high ranking, Tang San will be the biggest beneficiary.

But what if we watch it together with Xue Qinghe’s funeral?

It is impossible to bring down the major forces with the empire's call alone, even with the power of unity.

In addition, there is no possibility of a big funeral later. Xue Qinghe's reputation is enough. Based on this alone, there will be enough people attending the funeral.

If the signal for this competition is given at this time, the leaders of the major forces who have come will consider whether to participate by the way.

In this case, what will happen if the chosen one ascends to the throne of God and dominates all directions?

The idea is good, but Tang San is not strong enough.

If there is a certain information gap, maybe he actually becomes it.

Thinking of this, Qian Shui couldn't help but sigh, "What a pity. Those guys probably want to join in the fun, right?"

Qian Shui was not the only one who could see through Tang San's intentions. Ning Rongrong was not thinking and fighting alone.

Regarding some important government affairs, Ning Rongrong and the others never acted arbitrarily, but held regular meetings through communication soul guides.

Chensha: "I agree! And not only must it be done well, but it must be done big!"

Yinjin: "Indeed, this finally feels like a game. It's really boring to crush the game."

Huan Hongchen: "Can you be more open-minded? For example, add a soul guide?"

Chensha: "It works!"

Ning Rongrong: "Huh! I didn't expect him to make an issue out of Brother Xue's funeral!"

Ling Yunzhi: "Miss Rongrong, are you still a member of the Imperial Fighting Team?"

Ning Rongrong: "Oh? That's a good reminder from the Ice Emperor!"

You want to close the net, and so do I. In this kind of thing, whoever is stronger will have the last laugh.

Putting down the communication soul guide in her hand, Ning Rongrong said to Zhu Zhuqing: "Let's go Zhuqing, the night is still very long."

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"Tang San, what do you mean! Qian Shui has appeared, and you still want to do such a mindless thing?!"

Thunder broke out outside, but there was no rain. This night was destined to be sleepless. Xue Beng and Tang San met again and needed to check the answers.

"Why are you so excited, Fourth Highness?" Tang San said calmly, pressing Xue Beng's hand that was holding his collar, "He may not be the only one in the world who can hide his martial spirit, and that child may not be the son of Qian Shui!"

Tang San's words seemed to have some magic power. Xue Beng calmed down and thought for a moment. He asked, "You mean Rongrong is blowing us up?"

"You can look at it this way." Tang San confirmed Xue Beng's idea, and then analyzed it, "Isn't it strange, Your Highness Fourth Prince? How can there be an 8-year-old level 58 soul king in this world? Or are twin martial souls innately full of soul power?"

"Things with a small probability can happen, but they cannot happen at the same time. In terms of soul power alone, that child is more terrifying than the record set by Qian Shui himself. Is this possible?"

Xue Beng felt that Tang San's analysis was correct. During the day in the main hall, Ning Rongrong declared her power with absolute strength. On this basis, what she said was naturally convincing to the people she brought.

From this point of view, he lost completely in the game of Avalanche.

"Your Highness, Fourth Highness, I have to remind you that you have to let go of many things. Ning Rongrong is not the little girl she was then. You must recognize her as a powerful enemy and be prepared to kill her at any time, otherwise, You will only lose again and again!”

From Tang San's perspective, Xue Beng was extremely uncalm. If he had arranged in advance and killed Ning Rongrong early, the current situation in Tiandou City would not be so passive.

You know, the dead have no right to speak. As long as Ning Rongrong is dead, no matter how violent the storm is in the future, they have absolute initiative and can say whatever they want.

Although killing is the worst strategy, it is the most effective, especially for Tang San, a member of the Tang Sect. If you want to win, you must do whatever it takes!

"It's late at night, and they have also joined the game." Looking at the direction of the dungeon where Dugu Yan was imprisoned, Tang San smiled confidently, "It seems that our Supreme Archon Miss didn't give me a chance to take a breath!"

However, Xue Beng still has his worries, "Tang San, aren't you worried about Xiao Deng and the others? Xue Haizang is really not dead!"

"Soul guides are very magical, but how to transmit sound over such a long distance?" Tang San is very interested in soul guides, and he spares no effort to study them. In his opinion, this kind of thing is simply impossible to do.

Excluding things that don't exist, there is only one other possibility, "What if Ning Rongrong just recorded in advance?"

"Recording soul guide?! This Rongrong is really smart!"

Chapter 314 Rescue and dangerous encounter

"Can't we really spare their lives?"

"Those who accomplish great things don't care about small details! If the Fourth Prince leaves them behind, or leaves traces, does the Fourth Prince really want to face the wrath of the two titled Sword Bone in the future?"

In this small room where Dugu Yan is imprisoned, Tang San and Xue Beng are still arguing about the ending of the figure in the dark.

"Don't we have Xiao Deng..."

"Yes, there is hope for the future, but how can you and I deal with Ning Rongrong's uncontrollability now? She is like a sharp blade inserted into your and my heart, using her huge prestige to squeeze you and me out of the power center all the time!"

Nodding slightly, Xue Beng agreed, "Indeed, all the ministers came to see Rongrong, she suddenly became Xue Qinghe back then, the change of people's hearts is really shocking."

"That's why I did the brainless thing that the Fourth Prince said." Tang San responded to Xue Beng's first question.

Xue Beng prided himself on being smart, and he did analyze Tang San's intention after calming down, "You are preparing for them not to come to rescue Dugu Yan, right?"

The dim orange-yellow soul guide lamp in the room still made the whole beautifully decorated room sparkle, but it still left shadows in the unlit places. The face of Tang San's other half was the same, which made his next words more chilling, "Take advantage of this situation to surround and annihilate them!"

"On the surface, Ning Rongrong in the former prince's mansion, and even Ning Rongrong in Tiandou City, cannot die! Or to be more precise, she cannot die under the premise of killing only her!

But if all the opponents are gathered together and annihilated in one fell swoop, there will be no problem!"

"Doesn't that mean that this matter can be done whether she comes or not?" Xue Beng got the point.

"Yes! But if Ning Rongrong returns with the prince and demands to report the funeral, it will be difficult for us to handle it!"

The night in Tiandou City is completely dark, and only the lightning flashes from the outside world can slightly illuminate the dark streets.

Following the purple light of Tang San, two figures were sneaking forward as far as the eye could see.

"Rongrong, is it really okay? If there is a Titled Douluo guarding, I can escape, you..."

Zhu Zhuqing, who was originally wearing a black tight leather jacket, did not need to wear any night clothes. She was a perfect assassin with a mask.

Only Ning Rongrong seemed to have borrowed Zhu Zhuqing's clothes, and her chest was a little empty.

With a wave of her little fist, Ning Rongrong's little face covered by the black cloth was a little flushed, "Don't worry, my Eight Gates Technique is not to say superb, but it is also free to go out!"

This kind of thing was originally what she liked to do. Now that the little devil has found her original heart, she is naturally very excited. She just pulled her empty chest with some dissatisfaction, "Zhuqing, how do you look like? I thought I should have grown up over the years, but compared with you, I can't look at all!"

"Rongrong!"

"Okay, okay! Let's go!" Ning Rongrong waved her hand and hurriedly ended the topic.

Ning Rongrong didn't know why Zhu Zhuqing walked without making any sound in her high heels, just like it was strange that she didn't wear a leather jacket that was close to her body. Anyway, they arrived at the place very quickly.

What was a little strange was that there was no one guarding this place, as if it was secretive enough and there was no need to worry?

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing entered smoothly. Zhu Zhuqing's cat claws flashed by and opened the cell door without a doubt, and entered the spacious, but gloomy and extremely cramped cell.

"Sister Yanzi!" Even though she personally commanded the war of unification and was used to seeing life and death, Ning Rongrong was still stunned by Dugu Yan's miserable condition.

Although Dugu Yan was originally very green, she was still a beauty. At this time, she had been stripped naked and hung in the air. Her body was covered with burn marks, all densely packed with dark red blisters.

Most of her hair had been burned and fell off, almost losing her human shape.

He forced open his eyelids that were stuck together due to the condensation of the peeling, and shouted hoarsely: "Go quickly."

"Yes! Go quickly! Zhuqing!"

A black light flashed, and with a click, the rope that bound Duguyan broke.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had put a coat on Duguyan, had already carried her on his back and was about to leave.

During this process, Ning Rongrong did not hesitate, "Qimen! Eight gates open and close!"

In a blink of an eye, they walked out of the cell, but this did not make them relax, because the scenery in front of them was not what they wanted to see at all.

"Supreme Archon? Is there no one in this Douluo Continent? How could a little girl control such power!"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but what shocked Ning Rongrong was the huge soul pressure and yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, nine soul rings that slowly appeared when he slowly approached them.

"That kid has chosen a beautiful place for the two beauties as a burial place!"

Looking around, Ning Rongrong realized that they were no longer in Tiandou City at this moment, and her Qimen was tampered with!

The scene of the primeval forest in front of her and the words of the middle-aged man who took out the huge hammer also let Ning Rongrong know where she was, "Sunset Forest! Haotian Sect!"

It was deserted and closest to Tiandou City, the most suitable place to kill people!

"That's right! Miss Rongrong is very smart, but it's a pity that this is a dead place! Let me tell you, in recent years, countless disciples of the Haotian Sect have died and injured in the Sunset Forest, and even lost seven elders of our sect!

Since then, the Sunset Forest has become a Jedi, and no one dares to come here to hunt souls! Because everyone who enters, they all die!"

As the saying goes, villains die because of their words, but Ning Rongrong heard some unusual information, "Tang San wants to attribute my death to this Jedi, right?"

"Yes! But there is no reward!" The middle-aged man said no more and smashed down with a hammer.

"Seven Treasures Turn Out Glaze! Seven Treasures True Body" Ning Rongrong, who wanted to delay time, did not hesitate and directly turned on the full power assist to apply it to Zhu Zhuqing.