Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

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Seeing Yang Ming's fading back, Xue Qinghe's eyes were a little lost.

Ning Fengzhi stroked his smooth chin. It seemed that today, his disciple and the future son-in-law of Chenglong Kuaishou were happy to meet, and he was very satisfied.

However, unlike what Ning Fengzhi thought, Xue Qinghe was thinking about what way he should treat Yang Ming next.

Win?Assassination?Or is it another way?

Naturally, these things cannot be said to outsiders, and Xue Qinghe can only think about it alone.

When they returned to Shrek Academy, the sky had completely dimmed, and Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong rushed to the academy cafeteria.

Compared to the time in Soto City, the cafeteria here is much more spacious and bright, and can accommodate up to 500 people at the same time. Maybe it’s because it’s a bit late. Although you can still see a lot of people eating at the same time, I have seen it. No one queued for dinner.

Yang Ming ordered a piece of steamed fish, fried chicken in sauce, and fried steak. He walked with Ning Rongrong. The handsome man and the beautiful woman looked a bit like a young couple. They looked very good. Along the way, many students were attracted to turn heads, and they attracted a burst of envy.

In particular, Yang Ming was already a star student of Shrek Academy in the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Competition this morning. Seeing Yang Ming seems to have a partner, I don't know how many girls feel sad at this time.

Seeing the girls passing by showed an expression of envy, jealousy, and hatred, Ning Rongrong was like a proud white swan, with his long neck protruding out of the collar, and his slightly pointed chin lifted up a subtle arc. Beautiful eyes looked down at the girls coming and going with a hint of a winner.

The two found an empty seat and sat opposite each other.

Facing the gazes around him, Ning Rongrong carefully picked up a piece of tofu that was tender enough to squeeze out water, and placed it in front of Yang Ming’s mouth, a hint of redness appeared on both cheeks, and a little daughter was in the middle of the beauty. 'S soft and charming voice:

"Yang Ming, come, open your mouth, ah~~"

Eat your tofu?

Yang Ming's expression was a bit subtle, but when he thought that Douluo Continent didn't seem to have the connotation of such a sentence, he put a little bit of grudge in his heart, and Ning Rongrong let the tofu into his own mouth.

This Shanshui tofu is done well. It is white, smooth and tender. It melts in the mouth, just like drinking water. It is also difficult for Ning Rongrong. It can be picked up with chopsticks. It is also unique if you think about it. Craftsmanship.

Ning Rongrong touched the table with his elbow, his cheek in his right hand, and his beautiful eyes first glanced at the girls around him in an imperceptible way. Seeing that they could not wait to replace her, he felt smug. With a cold snort, a softer smile naturally appeared on his face, saying:

"Yang Ming, is this tofu delicious?"

"not bad."

"If it tastes good, eat more."

Ning Rongrong's mouth was filled with a happy smile, pretending to ask inadvertently:

"Yang Ming, how do you feel when you come to our house today?"

When talking about this, Ning Rongrong was obviously not as relaxed as it seemed on the surface, and his heart was like a tight bowstring, not to mention how nervous.

Come to think of it, what Ning Rongrong wants to ask contains two meanings. One is the superficial meaning and the other. People who know will understand it. Otherwise, how do you say it, what about a woman's heart?

As a teenager who has no possibility of saving for a straight man with advanced cancer, Yang Ming certainly did not understand the expectations contained in Ning Rongrong’s words, but said indifferently:

"Okay."

"That's the only way?" A trace of disappointment flashed deep in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and he tentatively asked again: "Is there nothing else?"

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Eh, wait.

Yang Ming's eyes were contemplative. Seeing his serious thinking, Ning Rongrong was overjoyed and felt a play.

Unfortunately, when Yang Ming spoke, Ning Rongrong was disappointed.

"If you insist, your high-end atmosphere is high-end, low-key luxury has connotations."

During the conversation, Yang Ming didn't give up the time to eat, and ate all his own share three times, then he hiccuped by the way.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong seemed to be sulking, the chopsticks poked the tofu on the dinner plate, and the tofu was pierced into a pool of mud. Yang Ming twitched the corner of his eyes. Tofu felt distressed and said:

"Rongrong, where does tofu offend you, do you want to treat tofu like this?"

Ning Rongrong gave Yang Ming an angry look, and said:

"Not all because of you!"

After all, Ning Rongrong gathered up the tableware, turned around and left.

Yang Ming: "???"

It is said that the mood of girls is like the spring weather, and it changes as soon as it changes. Just now it was okay. Why did it turn from sunny to cloudy, cloudy to thunderstorm without a few words?

Yang Ming shook his head and sighed, feeling that if God gave him another ten thousand years, he might not understand girls.

I'm so hard!

Of course, if other boys heard Yang Ming's heartfelt awe, they might stand in awe, and one after another put up a middle finger at him, and then yelled at him, you are the one who is in the blessing and not knowing the blessing.

After eating, Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong went to the wooden house in the forest behind the college together. This has become an exclusive place for their training.

Except for the two of them, the others have been there long ago, either meditating, or practicing martial arts and soul skills, or practicing weight-bearing. No one was chatting or lazy, even if it was Tyrone. There are no exceptions to the presence of substitute members.

Excellent people will lead a group of people to excel.

With leaders like Yang Ming and Tang San who are in desperate training, everyone also deeply appreciates the benefits of 996. As long as they cultivate the undead, they will cultivate to the dead, cultivating crazy liver until they are bald.

You see, even an auxiliary spirit master like Oscar's hairline has moved up a few inches, which is really gratifying, gratifying.

Seeing Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong came back, the master waved to them and said:

"I will train Rongrong alone later, Yang Ming, you and Xiao San will also come over. What I am going to talk about is also good for you, and training her also requires your cooperation."

With that said, the master led Yang Ming, Tang San and Ning Rongrong towards the depths of the woods.

After walking out about a few hundred meters, the master stopped in a relatively open place.

Ning Rongrong asked nervously:

"Master, what special training do you want to give me?"

I want to come, the devil training of the previous masters gave her a deep impression.

The master pondered for a moment, then said:

"Rongrong, if I remember well, your Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect should have a skill called Distraction Control, right? To what extent have you cultivated now?"