Song Cheng said to Luo Qingtong with a bitter face: "Quick, let's find a way to repent and push this matter away!"

"Baby apprentice, be good!"

Song Cheng was muttering to Luo Qingtong, and Leng Yuming Wencheng on the other side was angry that Luo Qingtong's statement was wrong, but seeing his eagerness to speak close to Luo Qingtong, he sneered suddenly, and didn't care The boss corrected what Luo Qingtong said just now, and said loudly: "That's right!"

"Everything is just as Xie Qi said!"

"People from Tianfeng Mingwen City, please!"

Following the voice of City Lord Leng Yumingwen, Luo Qingtong also looked at Song Cheng and blinked her eyes, shrugged her shoulders and said, "It's too late, master."

She said, lightly slapped Song Cheng's right shoulder with the folding fan in her hand, and said, "Maybe a miracle will happen? Master, don't you think so?"

Luo Qingtong's smile was evil, and when the corners of her lips were slightly raised, there was a sense of coquettishness.

She will be completely masculine, and she is used to pretending.

When laughing lightly like this, there is no femininity at all, but an indescribably unrestrained and unrestrained posture.

Song Cheng almost cried when he heard her words.

Master, all the inscription masters of Tianfeng Mingwen City, I am sorry for you!

Song Cheng never hated himself for being so useless and scumbag like now.

If it weren't for this, City Lord Leng Yumingwen wouldn't use him to be aggressive, just because he was sure he would lose.

That's why you dare to be so unscrupulous!

It was he who was sorry for Master and all the inscription masters in Inscription City!

Their future will be destroyed in his hands!

Thinking of Song Cheng's pale complexion, he followed Luo Qingtong and a group of inscription masters from Tianfeng Mingwen City into the Mingwen Tower almost like a wandering soul.

When the latter saw him like this, he couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately comforted him in a low voice: "Song Cheng, you don't have to blame yourself too much."

"It's not your fault."

"Yes, even if you don't show up, Liu Zhitong and the others will not let us go."

"After Tianfeng Mingwen City is disbanded, who knows how he will deal with us in the dark?"

"He will not give us a chance to rise again."

"So, it doesn't matter if you lose."

When the crowd followed Old City Master Zhang, they had already ignored themselves, so how could they care about the strength of the abolished inscription pattern?

Song Cheng has already done a good job, it is not his fault that his strength is not good enough.

The city lord of Tianfeng Mingwen didn't blame him either.

Therefore, when Luo Qingtong opened his mouth to discuss and make a bet with the city lord of Leng Yumingwen City, he kept silent.

Otherwise, if the City Lord Tianfeng Mingwen opened his mouth and insisted on entering the Tower of Mingwen, the bet between Luo Qingtong and the City Lord Leng Yumingwen would not stand.

But he was willing to give Song Cheng this chance.

Let him fight instead of himself.

This apprentice with zero inscription talent has always been very sincere to him.

The city lord Tianfeng Mingwen didn't want his sincere heart to be wasted!

Therefore, he has been silent.

And when Luo Qingtong and others entered the Mingwen Pagoda, the people of Leng Yumingwen City had already reached the place where the first floor was close to the second floor.

Standing on the stairs, Master Chen, who had been hiding among the inscription masters in Leng Yumingwen City, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Who told you to make up your own mind just now?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, City Lord Leng Yumingwen's heart skipped a beat.

The complacent expression just now turned into panic.

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