Douluo's Golden Crocodile

Ning Rongrong has the temperament of a typical spoiled young lady. This is a character developed over a long period of pampering.

It is actually not difficult to detect her superior feeling from some of her subtle movements. After all, he is only more than ten years old now.

It's just that because he is a soul master, he has developed better.

Walking into the tea shop and looking at the wooden seats, Ning Rongrong couldn't help frowning. The two young men behind him looked at each other, and one of them took out a soft soul beast fur rug from the soul guide and spread it.

He sat on the seat in front of Ning Rongrong.

Another person took out a fan that was entirely green in color. The fan body was made of the feathers of a wind-attributed bird soul beast. When it was fanned, it brought bursts of refreshing cool breeze, which made Ning Rongrong feel comfortable.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Ning Tian, ​​you did a good job. When you return to the sect, I will ask dad to reward you well." Ning Rongrong patted Ning Tian who was bending down to fan herself beside her like a little adult.

"I'll be thankful that the sect master won't punish me when I go back." Ning Tian complained in his heart, with a bitter look on his face. He just hoped that their sect master's precious daughter would stop thinking about whether something happened or not.

Soon, the tea shop owner respectfully delivered a pot of fragrant and steaming green tea to the table in front of Ning Rongrong.

"Miss, please use it slowly."

If he was in awe of Tianchen, then when facing Ning Rongrong, there was obviously some fear on his face.

The daughter of the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect, her status is comparable to that of the princesses of the two great empires. This is not something they, the common people, can afford to offend.

"Yes." Ning Rongrong squinted her eyes and responded casually. Ning Tian, ​​who was beside her, took out a gold soul coin from the soul guide and threw it to the middle-aged boss.

The soul power surged on his body, and the color of his pupils turned into a strange silvery white. He leaned against the teapot and sniffed it gently for a few times, then poured a cup and handed it to Ning Rongrong as if to please.

"Miss."

Taking the tea cup, Ning Rongrong just took a sip and then pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction. Although the tea was pretty good, how could it satisfy her tricky appetite?

"No more." Ning Rongrong leaned back on the chair with no interest, looking at the tea shop aimlessly. Her eyes wandered, and finally settled on the plate of cakes in front of Tianchen.

As her eyes moved upward, she also discovered Tianchen who had been observing her.

His handsome facial features and exceptionally deep sky-blue eyes revealed a different kind of nobility. Especially Tianchen's unearthly temperament reminded her of her father, the leader of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

However, Tianchen's calm expression made her very dissatisfied. She had been pampered since she was a child, and no one in her would not flatter her in every possible way when he saw her.

This huge abnormality was the most difficult for her to accept.

There was a cunning light in her smart blue eyes, and Ning Rongrong ordered Tianchen with relief.

"Hey, bring me the pastry in front of you."

But Tianchen ignored Ning Rongrong as if he were looking at nothing, and continued to taste the cakes designated by Ning Rongrong under Ning Rongrong's gaze.

At this time, everyone in the tea shop noticed that the atmosphere was wrong and left the tea shop one after another, for fear of being implicated.

They are all great soul masters in their twenties, the lowest level in the world of soul masters. The Qibao Glazed Sect doesn't dare to offend them, and they can't offend Tianchen, who is obviously a soul master, and whose clothes and temperament are extraordinary.

The middle-aged woman in the couple just wanted to persuade Tianchen, but her man quickly covered her mouth and pulled the cook down.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the tea shop became extremely strange. Tianchen still ate the pastries slowly and slowly, seeming to be challenging Ning Rongrong's patience.

"Ning Rongrong?"

He chuckled in his heart, not only would he not correct Ning Rongrong's character this time, but he would make her even more arrogant than before.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face was full of anger, and her fair cheeks were stained with a blush because of the violent fluctuations in her emotions.

"Ning Tian, ​​Ning Zhen, teach him a lesson!" Ning Rongrong slammed the table and stared at Tianchen coldly.

Behind Ning Rongrong, Ning Tian and Ning Zhen looked at each other. As inner disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect, they could not disobey their young lady's order under any circumstances.

Moreover, Tianchen's attitude was too arrogant, which made the two of them a little unhappy.

Both of them were born commoners, and were trained by the Qibao Glazed Sect. They were even given the surname Ning because of their extraordinary talents. They had a strong sense of belonging to the sect. Although Tianchen was ignoring Ning Rongrong,

But it can also be seen as ignoring the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect behind Ning Rongrong.

However, in order to take into account the reputation of the sect, they did not intend to bully the younger ones. In their opinion, Tianchen was only sixteen or seventeen years old at most. Even in the mixed martial spirit city, it was impossible to surpass him in cultivation.

them.

You must know that they are all around twenty-eight years old, and Ning Tian, ​​who has the highest level of cultivation, has even reached level 53 in soul power.

Because of their extraordinary talents, they broke the rules and entered the inner sect of the Qibao Glazed Sect very early. The inner sect is the place where the Qibao Glazed Sect lives directly. Entering the inner sect as a foreign disciple is supreme for them.

glory.

The two communicated for a while, and the one who finally decided to take action was the young man Ning Rongrong called Ning Tian. A powerful soul king whose soul power reached level 53.

"Boy, if you apologize to the lady now, and then bring the plate of cakes over, I might consider being gentler." Ning Tian looked at Tianchen who was still unmoved, and murmured in his heart.

Having managed to reach his current status as a commoner, he is not a fool. Wuhun City is in deep water, and he doesn't want to easily build a grudge before finding out the details of the other party.

However, Tianchen suddenly laughed softly, but to Ning Tian's ears, it was extremely harsh.

"Has the Qibao Glazed Sect always been so domineering?"

Before Tianchen finished speaking, Ning Tian's expression suddenly changed. Some things cannot be said openly. Tianchen's words undoubtedly completely offended the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Of course, Tianchen is not afraid of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"Boy, how dare you insult our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?" Ning Tian roared angrily, and the shadow of the martial spirit behind him let out a high-pitched wolf howl.

As the inner sect of the Qibao Glazed Sect, they have the responsibility to safeguard the reputation of the sect.

Even Ning Rongrong looked at Tianchen with a bit of surprise, and it was the first time she had seen him dare to mock the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect in so many years.

As the soul power surged, Ning Tian's body surface was covered with a layer of silver-white hair. Its hair was like metal, reflecting a very strong light. Under the sunlight, it seemed as if he himself was a luminous person.

body.

The body also expanded slightly, a pair of powerful wolf claws popped out of the palms, the knees bent, and the next moment the whole person shot towards Tianchen.

"Is this the Silver Wolf Martial Spirit?" Tianchen stood up without changing his expression and slowly raised his right hand.