Come to Douluo, you're not a scumbag

Zhao Wuji obviously used a lot of strength with his mighty Vajra Palm, which slapped Zhu Zhuqing's body out of the air on the spot.

Out of the arena, Dai Mubai was all eager to try to catch the opponent.

"Hey."

Only a squeal was heard.

Rong Rong ran over from a corner and leapt straight up, unloading the force from Zhu Zhuqing's body.

But in the end, she was still an Auxiliary Department Soul Master.

She still stumbled a few times when she caught Zhu Zhuqing falling to the ground, almost falling over.

Zhu Zhuqing wasn't really hurt that much, except that she was really dazed by the Vajra Palm.

The whole person unconsciously hugged Ning Rongrong, the two beautiful girls hugging together is very pleasing to the eye.

The two beautiful girls were hugging each other in a very pleasing way, but Dai Mu Bai, who had opened his hands outside the arena, was stunned.

He quietly put his hands down when no one was paying attention.

On the other side, Zhao Wuji did not stop his offensive, and went to attack the other two, and Little Dance was injured, provoking Tang San's anger.

Ning Rongrong only gave a quick glance before pulling Zhu Zhuqing to rest in a hidden corner.

Facing a Soul Saint, even a suppressive Soul Saint, a casual blow could make Zhu Zhuqing feel better.

Not to mention that Zhu Zhuqing was not a strong attacking Spirit Master in the first place, and was physically strong.

As a Sensitive Attack Soul Master, her body is also very weak.

Ning Rongrong held her waist with one hand and grabbed her small hand on her body with the other.

Little by little, she moved the distance.

Of course, she didn't forget to continuously add buffs to Tang San.

"How is it, is it better?"

Ning Rongrong's concerned voice came.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently and said, "Thank you, I'm fine."

Her and Ning Rongrong's bodies were so close together that they could even feel each other's body temperature.

"Mm."

Ning Rongrong's little face was inexplicably flushed.

She always felt that the girl in front of her carried a scent that she was familiar with, and she couldn't help but get close to it.

"Do you think we can pass the entrance test this time?"

Ning Rongrong was suddenly worried.

"It should be okay."

Zhu Zhuqing slowed down and nodded that it would work.

"This teacher mainly depends on our degree of tacit cooperation and the suitability of the martial spirit, and our success just now has made him feel troubled."

Now on the scene, Tang San held the already unconscious Little Dance.

The air pressure around the whole man changed somewhat.

He silently did not speak, just carried Little Dance over.

To Ning Rongrong, he said, "Can you take care of it for me?"

His voice was flat.

Ning Rongrong nodded that he could.

He nodded gratefully to Ning Rongrong and turned around.

In short, there would be a fight, I guess.

But there was no great hope.

Ning Rongrong placed Little Dance flat beside him, in a remote corner of the venue, where it was very safe.

And that incense had already burned four-fifths of the way through.

As long as Tang San was stalling for time, they should be able to pass the test perfectly.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was lying on Ning Rongrong's chest and thighs, moved slightly.

"What's wrong."

Zhu Zhuqing had been watching the two of them fight.

She shook her head, indicating that it was nothing.

Where Rong Rong couldn't see, she quietly clenched her small fist.

"Still need to be stronger, become stronger."

Her heart cried out.

"Until you follow in the footsteps of that man."

She thought of him, he was very strong.

Whether it was in the quality of the martial soul, the cultivation of the soul, the strength, or even the willpower.

Zhu Zhuqing's proud speed and willpower were completely incomparable to his.

She didn't hate looking up to him, but occasionally wanted to be able to stand by his side.

Obviously, they had only been together for less than a few weeks, but Zhu Zhuqing's thoughts had changed drastically.

Or rather, Tang Muchen's seduction plan was too successful.

Ning Rongrong was likewise watching the battle between Tang San and Zhao Wuji.

Tang San was using a hidden weapon to fight with Zhao Wuji on an equal footing.

At first, she thought that this concealed weapon was suitable for the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect disciples to use.

Later, she inexplicably thought of Tang Mudu.

That bad embryo.

Usually in this kind of situation.

He would have just met it head on.

Instead of fighting with a hidden weapon like this.

Bad guys belonged to men who fought upright.

Whether it's facing someone stronger than himself or something else, he will fight and defeat him head on.

Not by going up without brains, but by being ready to defeat him.

Even if the other guy is much stronger than he is, he will keep working hard for it, waiting for the time to defeat him.

It wasn't that Tang San's secret weapon was cheap. '

It's just that a girl of this age will always feel that an upright man is reliable and secure.

Ning Rongrong is a little crazy, that bad guy now also don't know how it is.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing, who was lying on his side on his lap, made some movements, and she lowered her head to meet Zhu Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

The sky blue eyes and the obsidian eyes met, and neither of them said anything.

They just quietly hid the difference in their hearts.

On the other side, the battle between Tang San and Zhao Wuji was nearing its end.

Zhao Wuji was completely unable to use his strength.

Of course, he was afraid of hurting Tang San, so he could only suffer in silence.

In the end, even if Zhao Wuji used the Fourth Spiritual Skill, he was unable to defeat Tang San.

While Tang San had consumed all his soul power, he wanted to attack.

But he was told that time was up.

The two girls watched Zhao Wuji's face change from black to blue and then to purple, and found it very funny.

They looked at each other and helped each other up.

Zhao Wuji's face was very unpleasant and said, "Count you as having passed."

But his bruised and swollen face was very funny, and he still looked like he was very unconvinced.

Dai Mubai was looking at Zhao Wuji's appearance outside the venue, but he didn't dare to laugh even if he wanted to, so he could only shout, "Oscar, Oscar, come quickly, there's business."

The side of Tang San was ready to rest, and his face turned green when he heard this.

"Where's the business, where's the business?"

A soft voice came.

A bearded man bounced over.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ning Rongrong in her exquisite dress and straightened my eyes.

"Come here quickly."

Dai Mu Bai greeted.

"Boss Dai, that girl, cough cough."

"Stop coughing, hurry up and get some sausages out, they're all injured. "

Oscar's daisy folds instantly opened: "Five copper soul coins one, remember to play money. "

So, the incantation was recited.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing heard the incantation.

It was really a bit peculiar, and they both couldn't help themselves.

However, looking at the performance just now, they still classified the guy in front of them into the camp of boys who didn't want to be nice.

"It's too far off."

Ning Rongrong said in a heartbeat, "My little Tang, however, will chat with me directly and positively, taking the opportunity to flirt with me, and holding the initiative."

This soft bearded man in front of me was far from his own boyfriend.

He's also a super fierce guy.

It's very lustful, but it's just that he's brave enough to pursue it.

How to say, a girl in love will consider her boyfriend as the best.

The dirty man in front of me and Tang Mu-dust are a far cry from each other.

No, it's not comparable at all.

"As expected, men are no good."

Although Zhu Zhuqing had a smile in her eyes, she had this thought in her heart: "He's the same."

"It's just that I'm used to him being bad."

"Not annoying, or even ......."

Today was the day that Oscar was inexplicably compared.

As a result, it was a complete failure, with no possibility of putting it together.